Daddy Issues

All you want is backstage passes All you want is drop top Benz in traffic Insta caption, lunch at Tashas, with your bad physique That stack on the 15th guaranteed Cash is king and that ass is a pageant queen Her majesty, she all up in fashion week But still can't pour gasoline? You better make it rain Double life to live even got a wife and kids like Damon Wayans Ferrari, Jaguar, switching from lane to lane Cavalli, now you got a gold wrist watch and it don't tick-tock like Flava Flav Ex-boyfriend was a major lame Don't hate the player, hate the game Everyday is like the weekend, well I'll be damned (I'll be damned) All you've got is dirty little secrets and Versace bags Partying in fashion Where everything is plastic The swag is like a magnet It's a fatal attraction I just wanna sex you up, so color me bad Girl you really need to slow down Everyday is only like 24 hours See you 'round town, running 'round with the wrong crowd Bet you made daddy so proud, wow I bet your mom made the same mistakes Now you stuck with a maiden name Is that why you party like Taylor Gang? The more things change they stay the same No hugging and kissing in public Don't you wish I could fit in your luggage? Took one look at your thickness and wondered Time to put this bad bitch in my budget Let's have a discussion Now you on the come up for real Rome took forever to build No silver spoon in your grill, so Mandela's can level the field This life is a hell of a thrill Jozi, just another true Egoli-wood story Tissues, daddy issues Call me when a nigga get Maury Everyday is like the weekend, well I'll be damned (I'll be damned) All you've got is dirty little secrets and Versace bags Partying in fashion Where everything is plastic The swag is like a magnet It's a fatal attraction I just wanna sex you up, so color me bad Girl you really need to slow down Everyday is only like 24 hours See you 'round town, running 'round with the wrong crowd Bet you made daddy so proud, wow Stunt on the haters You one of my favorites Despite all the odds, give glory to God My nigga you made it You went through the phases Now we singing your praises Word to your God and your angels That's not what your body was made for Reach for the stars don't take it to heart These bitches should take notes Look up at the rainbow Pull up in a Range Rover I show you the ropes I propose you a toast Take a good over evil Stay close to the people who love you the most Everyday is like the weekend, well I'll be damned (yeah) All you've got is dirty little secrets and Versace bags (yeah) Partying in fashion Where everything is plastic The swag is like a magnet (yeah) It's a fatal attraction I just wanna sex you up, so color me bad Girl you really need to slow down Everyday is only like 24 hours See you 'round town, running 'round with the wrong crowd Bet you made daddy so proud, wow