Lyrics:
real to stay trill deal with that fake shit
What type of music you like
What’s on yo playlist
She embarrassed by me
But i ain’t worried i be
Rollin
the Halcyon side
The better half of a rotten apple fallen by the wayside
Movin' out to Auburn got the Tiger pride
Ya'll might be the GOATs, but I herd this shit
at you when I walk by
You turn yo head, she wink her eye
I can't help if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy, and I be callin'
2006 niggas would say
"You really be spittin'"
And even though they took the shots for you
You really the victim
Nina on me, Smack asked
"What's wit'
wasn't stopping
Close my eyes sometimes it make me wanna think a lot
Shout out tew Yak' cause he a reason this had started
Tell em' don't dickride remake
there was still time? Tell me
I asked for it daddy
Ah, don't be mad baby, chill
I had a lot of white boy pain to feel
Baby you know you're my everything
I
pain
"Daddy, look what I made"
"Dad's gotta go catch a plane"
"Daddy where's mommy?
I can't find mommy, where is she?"
"I don't know, go play,
when it come to the hoes
She can do the same thing to the clique you know
Your hoe chose, don't get mad at me
Got your wife callin' me daddy
Put her
searching I slid right by em
These Niggas be mad
Cuz I'm in my bag
And I'm in my Sack
And I'm getting cash
They check they account and that shit looking
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
Just so he can have a life with you when you're born
Daddy done some things that really weren't the best
Things like weighin' up and baggin' by
wanted me to be abused
I was locked up and facing 4 years minimal
Called pops cause I knew daddy was a dope man too
Daddy was a dope man too
Daddy was
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
to the grind by default
Don' be mad at me don't be mad
Don' be mad at me don't be mad
Don' be mad at me don't be mad
Don' be mad get your money up
Hit the road
and I don't speak the language but he got perfect grammatical
You mad cuz he never hit it till you scream?
Or that he never took your ass to the Marina?
the disobedient hang 'em
Like Willy Lynch don't fuck with me
I'm a furnace, burning
Turn this mothafucka' inside out like
Daddy mac, mac
Daddy's back with a brand
mad
Still mad at me
It’s so sad
It’s gon be alright
I don’t wanna fight no more
No more
It’s gon be alright
I don’t wanna fight no more
Nooo
Why should
alone
Please daddy don't be mad at mommy, she needs someone for all she's been through
Cause he will never take your place, he?ll be just fill in for
wonder if her papa mad
Please don't cry on my shoulder
Way too high to be sober
Please don't cry on my shoulder
Please don't cry on my shoulder
Haha, but I'm tryin' (But I'm tryin')
Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause I know they fine ('cause I know they fine)
Your mama must be fine (hey,
daddy
I don't seek forgiveness I'm a rap addict
Been so dope with numbers I'm a cash magnet
I'm an investment prophet can't be mad at it
Handling my own
me would be a hell of a life
You got nothing but time but baby don't think twice
Daddy-O! Yo! Yo!
Da-Da-Daddy-O! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!
Daddy-O!
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"Sugar Daddy Decay"
Lyrics by: Katie DiCicco
Sugar daddy decay
Sugar baby, honey
Got that pretty kitty drippin’
And that pocket book be bleedin’
she checking for a platinum type of guy
She be calling me daddy, and I be calling her mommy
She be calling you Kelly, when your name is Tommy
I don't
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