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Daddy can you come play wit me Not right now big girl, I'll be in there in minute ok I just got something to do right quick Just go watch TV or something, OK Uh Let me see if I remember how to do this As if Uh Nigga you gon make me boss up, so be cautious Check the whole entire roster, we some monsters They ain't tell you that my squads the, fuckin competition killer Bitches all up, on my Johnson Tell them niggas they ain't awesome, bitch I'm flawless Been doing this since I was crawling, Hot as August She get close to Mr. Marcus, she taking off shit Cuz there's just too much sauce that she might get lost in Ayo shout out to my Exes that live in Texas I don't really want no plex but they all been pregnant Going through all of the motions & other hoe shit Baby daddy's on some mo shit, this shit is golden Feel like Karma is my RideOrDie, we been riding out since like 99 Didn't believe I was kinda hot, now they finding out Ra-da-da, here's a couple shots so don't mind if I Celebrate baby I'm just high on life, check this out Off the top now you can get flipped off And my Bank Statement just made me a legit boss I ain't talking Rick Ross Boy I roam & reign everywhere nigga I'm the new Big Dog Boy I got so many freakin flows, I'll use 3 or 4 Never writing in the crib no mo, I'm in my vehicle Gotta get it by any means nigga even tho I'm a busy man, many plans & a 3 year old Daddy what are you doing in here Ugh, Shaniya please I'm just tryna focus right quick, ok Go sit down But I'm hungry Alright, I'll get you something to eat in a minute, alright OK They say Booby, that's my ride or die, we been riding out since 2009 Taking niggas broads, spitting fire nigga, find a lie Ra da da, here's a couple shots to them rapper guys Haven't ate a rapper cuz that shit ruin my appetite Back to my, mothafuckin vibe that they criticize Young black rapper wit a fam boy that shit is live Big surprise, I been killing niggas wit the shit I write Get this fly on any given night Hold up, bitch I might Bitch I might pull up on to broad chillin at the light Then it's like, get her to the crib then I spend the night Daddy can you come play wit me now Shaniya, Shaniya Don't you see me doing music But I wanna make some music too Ok I understand that but Alright just let me make you some food first alright So just sit here & don't touch nothing alright Just for 5 minutes Ballin, I stay baaallliiinnn Ballin, I stay baaallliiinnn Shaniya, put my stuff down Oops, sorry daddy
Writer(s): Shamarcus Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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