Bitch I'm not yo father, call me daddy
I put my bitch on drugs now she a Addict
Oh they hate me now just wait until I Get that patek
You say you down well where you Was when I ain had it
When yo weed was black and brown
I got it gone like it was magic bitch
And they don't pat me down when I Hit clubs cause I ain average
When I get the coupe, I navy blue it Like the Mavericks
What it cost to drop the top
They gotta see this shit in action
When I step on the stage all you Gone see is cameras flashing
I gotta get paid so I turn up like it my Last one
1000 til the grave, you got the addy you can ask em
Nigga had to shake and bake the devil off me but I passed em
Niggas standing in my way I found my out and I passed em
Bitches that I used to date trynna find they way out they relationships
I been in the studio when I touch that bitch I make a hit
You been in the studio like me but you ain makin shit
Free my nigga bishop he got ten for doin robberies
Held me down in jail I gotta make that nigga proud of me
I can not go back I can't look back I gotta beat my feet
When I pullup wit dem racks it gone look like I hit the lottery
Hit it from the back, make her look back I make her bow to me
I can not be chillin' in no trap how the f*ck that sound to me
My kids need them a million each
Stique show up, they paid a fee
My fee go up every release
Yo fee go up, I gettem cheap
Bitches thick like baby D
She got her a Mercedes jeep
Imma 90's baby but spit crack like I'm from 83
50 car garage the shit I think bout when I go to sleep
Then I'm right back up, I'm trynna make this shit reality
This shit ain bout luck I gotta grind that can't nobody beat
I can't make this up so when I rap I give these people me
We are not the same so they can not compare us equally
Wanna run her mouth I kick that bitch out like she beady bee
My shit too slick like easy e
Bitch too thick my weed supreme
Partna out his body I think he just mix the lean wit lean
My dog bought a shotty he gone blow that bitch then leave the scene
She say she a hotty what the f*ck that sposed to mean to me
I like makin deposits I can't let nobody intervene
I like weed exotic I like bitches bad like cardi B
She got ass Brazilian she bought titties from the Philippines
I just trapped the lexis out to stretch it like a limousine
Woke up to a breakfast bitch you no I like my grits wit cheese
I like bacon turkey I like pussy bald like mr clean
I'm gone put in work and wakem up because these niggas sleep
She gone close the curtains let me f*ck in this Mercedes jeep
On Gas
Yung Stique - Call Me Daddy Lyrics
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Bitch I'm not yo father, call me daddy
I put my bitch on drugs now she a Addict
Oh they hate me now just wait until I Get that patek
You say you down well where you Was when I ain had it
When yo weed was black and brown
I got it gone like it was magic bitch
And they don't pat me down when I Hit clubs cause I ain average
When I get the coupe, I navy blue it Like the Mavericks
What it cost to drop the top
They gotta see this shit in action
When I step on the stage all you Gone see is cameras flashing
I gotta get paid so I turn up like it my Last one
1000 til the grave, you got the addy you can ask em
Nigga had to shake and bake the devil off me but I passed em
Niggas standing in my way I found my out and I passed em
Bitches that I used to date trynna find they way out they relationships
I been in the studio when I touch that bitch I make a hit
You been in the studio like me but you ain makin shit
Free my nigga bishop he got ten for doin robberies
Held me down in jail I gotta make that nigga proud of me
I can not go back I can't look back I gotta beat my feet
When I pullup wit dem racks it gone look like I hit the lottery
Hit it from the back, make her look back I make her bow to me
I can not be chillin' in no trap how the f*ck that sound to me
My kids need them a million each
Stique show up, they paid a fee
My fee go up every release
Yo fee go up, I gettem cheap
Bitches thick like baby D
She got her a Mercedes jeep
Imma 90's baby but spit crack like I'm from 83
50 car garage the shit I think bout when I go to sleep
Then I'm right back up, I'm trynna make this shit reality
This shit ain bout luck I gotta grind that can't nobody beat
I can't make this up so when I rap I give these people me
We are not the same so they can not compare us equally
Wanna run her mouth I kick that bitch out like she beady bee
My shit too slick like easy e
Bitch too thick my weed supreme
Partna out his body I think he just mix the lean wit lean
My dog bought a shotty he gone blow that bitch then leave the scene
She say she a hotty what the f*ck that sposed to mean to me
I like makin deposits I can't let nobody intervene
I like weed exotic I like bitches bad like cardi B
She got ass Brazilian she bought titties from the Philippines
I just trapped the lexis out to stretch it like a limousine
Woke up to a breakfast bitch you no I like my grits wit cheese
I like bacon turkey I like pussy bald like mr clean
I'm gone put in work and wakem up because these niggas sleep
She gone close the curtains let me f*ck in this Mercedes jeep
On Gas
I put my bitch on drugs now she a Addict
Oh they hate me now just wait until I Get that patek
You say you down well where you Was when I ain had it
When yo weed was black and brown
I got it gone like it was magic bitch
And they don't pat me down when I Hit clubs cause I ain average
When I get the coupe, I navy blue it Like the Mavericks
What it cost to drop the top
They gotta see this shit in action
When I step on the stage all you Gone see is cameras flashing
I gotta get paid so I turn up like it my Last one
1000 til the grave, you got the addy you can ask em
Nigga had to shake and bake the devil off me but I passed em
Niggas standing in my way I found my out and I passed em
Bitches that I used to date trynna find they way out they relationships
I been in the studio when I touch that bitch I make a hit
You been in the studio like me but you ain makin shit
Free my nigga bishop he got ten for doin robberies
Held me down in jail I gotta make that nigga proud of me
I can not go back I can't look back I gotta beat my feet
When I pullup wit dem racks it gone look like I hit the lottery
Hit it from the back, make her look back I make her bow to me
I can not be chillin' in no trap how the f*ck that sound to me
My kids need them a million each
Stique show up, they paid a fee
My fee go up every release
Yo fee go up, I gettem cheap
Bitches thick like baby D
She got her a Mercedes jeep
Imma 90's baby but spit crack like I'm from 83
50 car garage the shit I think bout when I go to sleep
Then I'm right back up, I'm trynna make this shit reality
This shit ain bout luck I gotta grind that can't nobody beat
I can't make this up so when I rap I give these people me
We are not the same so they can not compare us equally
Wanna run her mouth I kick that bitch out like she beady bee
My shit too slick like easy e
Bitch too thick my weed supreme
Partna out his body I think he just mix the lean wit lean
My dog bought a shotty he gone blow that bitch then leave the scene
She say she a hotty what the f*ck that sposed to mean to me
I like makin deposits I can't let nobody intervene
I like weed exotic I like bitches bad like cardi B
She got ass Brazilian she bought titties from the Philippines
I just trapped the lexis out to stretch it like a limousine
Woke up to a breakfast bitch you no I like my grits wit cheese
I like bacon turkey I like pussy bald like mr clean
I'm gone put in work and wakem up because these niggas sleep
She gone close the curtains let me f*ck in this Mercedes jeep
On Gas
Writer: Sabastrian Williams
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