Hellooo...
Just turn it up a little bit, just a little bit, tiny bit
Tried to put you hoes on, you ain't listen
Said, "real pop out," you went missing
When they as where I am, in the kitchen
Cooking up a life you can do the dishes
Body like a genie I can give you wishes
When I shoot my shot you can hear the swishes
If your ass ain't gang, mind your business
Been nice too long bitch f*ck your feelings (F*ck 'em)
I got old friends tryna be my new friends (Nah)
Being stuck with those whores ain't in the plan (Bye)
Turn your back they will go and try to f*ck your man
Thats cool baby go and do your thing
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B'
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'Daddy'
Throwin' back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Had he grabbed me, felt up on the fatty whispered in my ear
"Baby can you drop the addy"
Find me somewhere quiet cause the people getting chatty
Now we lookin at 'em in the rearview of the caddy,
Bye
St. Paddy with the fatty told me call 'em daddy
Bitches want the formula like crabby patty
When I walk in the insecure be getting catty
I don't really want your man girl, I want your daddy
That's funny, you bear I'm honey
I'm sweeter, your ass is bitter
I'm bigger, left hand on trigger
She think I like her but I really don't need her
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B' (they do)
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy (He's happy)
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'daddy'
Throwin back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Get it how you live baby
Outsmarted everybody when they tried to play me
Look at me now, i'm a real big boss lady
If I move to the left drive these niggas crazy
If I move it to the right knock her out on sight
And I stay glowing up, you can keep the spite
Transformed all my pain, now i'm taking flight
And we ain't slowing down, rockin' out all night lil bitch
Hazi Lurex - St. Paddy's Revenge Lyrics
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Hellooo...
Just turn it up a little bit, just a little bit, tiny bit
Tried to put you hoes on, you ain't listen
Said, "real pop out," you went missing
When they as where I am, in the kitchen
Cooking up a life you can do the dishes
Body like a genie I can give you wishes
When I shoot my shot you can hear the swishes
If your ass ain't gang, mind your business
Been nice too long bitch f*ck your feelings (F*ck 'em)
I got old friends tryna be my new friends (Nah)
Being stuck with those whores ain't in the plan (Bye)
Turn your back they will go and try to f*ck your man
Thats cool baby go and do your thing
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B'
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'Daddy'
Throwin' back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Had he grabbed me, felt up on the fatty whispered in my ear
"Baby can you drop the addy"
Find me somewhere quiet cause the people getting chatty
Now we lookin at 'em in the rearview of the caddy,
Bye
St. Paddy with the fatty told me call 'em daddy
Bitches want the formula like crabby patty
When I walk in the insecure be getting catty
I don't really want your man girl, I want your daddy
That's funny, you bear I'm honey
I'm sweeter, your ass is bitter
I'm bigger, left hand on trigger
She think I like her but I really don't need her
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B' (they do)
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy (He's happy)
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'daddy'
Throwin back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Get it how you live baby
Outsmarted everybody when they tried to play me
Look at me now, i'm a real big boss lady
If I move to the left drive these niggas crazy
If I move it to the right knock her out on sight
And I stay glowing up, you can keep the spite
Transformed all my pain, now i'm taking flight
And we ain't slowing down, rockin' out all night lil bitch
Just turn it up a little bit, just a little bit, tiny bit
Tried to put you hoes on, you ain't listen
Said, "real pop out," you went missing
When they as where I am, in the kitchen
Cooking up a life you can do the dishes
Body like a genie I can give you wishes
When I shoot my shot you can hear the swishes
If your ass ain't gang, mind your business
Been nice too long bitch f*ck your feelings (F*ck 'em)
I got old friends tryna be my new friends (Nah)
Being stuck with those whores ain't in the plan (Bye)
Turn your back they will go and try to f*ck your man
Thats cool baby go and do your thing
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B'
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'Daddy'
Throwin' back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Had he grabbed me, felt up on the fatty whispered in my ear
"Baby can you drop the addy"
Find me somewhere quiet cause the people getting chatty
Now we lookin at 'em in the rearview of the caddy,
Bye
St. Paddy with the fatty told me call 'em daddy
Bitches want the formula like crabby patty
When I walk in the insecure be getting catty
I don't really want your man girl, I want your daddy
That's funny, you bear I'm honey
I'm sweeter, your ass is bitter
I'm bigger, left hand on trigger
She think I like her but I really don't need her
Cause I'm classy, flashy, niggas wanna bag me
Always come correct cause they f*cking with a bad 'B' (they do)
Treat em like a king, yeah I keep that nigga happy (He's happy)
5 star meals while you f*cking in the back seat
Tragic, trashy, and y'all knees is ashy
Heard you lookin for my name, you can call me 'daddy'
Throwin back the shots cause he never had a baddie
He was drunk as hell, nickname St. Paddy
Get it how you live baby
Outsmarted everybody when they tried to play me
Look at me now, i'm a real big boss lady
If I move to the left drive these niggas crazy
If I move it to the right knock her out on sight
And I stay glowing up, you can keep the spite
Transformed all my pain, now i'm taking flight
And we ain't slowing down, rockin' out all night lil bitch
Writer: Ahazia Irons
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid