Lil Daddy

Текст песни Messy Marv feat. Juvenile & Skip of UTP - Lil Daddy

I ain't never want to be an entertainer
I never thought that my life
Would be something that would entertain you
I looked at y'all as perfect stranger's
I looked at y'all and thought
That y'all life was in perfect danger
But the one in the clip or one in the chamber
It could be a thousand of y'all and one of me
I'ma be the only remainder
I write rhymes, but I spit anger
And my bitch gave herself the hanger
Whopping real rainbow
You won't be able to wipe it up with two mop's and two iron ringer's
My whole group, iron slinger's iron finger's
I ain't lying after her
The shots, my aninas
I pop mine and iron finger's
Blow em finger's
Find reason's to keep mine squeezing
And I love lust, lying, and thieving
For the next four season's, I'ma keep all y'all hoes bleeding
Stop screaming

All that talk, I'm in front of that bitch
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Throwing up the wrong clip
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
All that stuff in front of that hoe
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Not playing it high gold
Gonna get you killed now, daddy

Bu-bunny on my lap, diamond's on my neck
KT in the trunk, KT in the trunk
Bu-bunny on my lap, diamond on my neck
KT in the trunk, talking on my head

It hurt for touching mine
Understand it's real, la daddy
Popping that shit gonna get you killed, la daddy
It took a long time breaking these bricks down to dime
My vibe with those criminal's that love to shine
We hung out late, talking shit about hoe's
It's a bus back thing
Nigga played, we popped four's on the corner in the club
Fuckin' with us for lead, me AK showin' your love
Fix me a yak, double shot on rock's
Hope they don't start nothin' cause the shit won't stop
The chopper gon' go ch-ch-ch-chop
Your heart gon' ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-stop
Now call paramedic's and whoever you need
Cause wrapped up in plastic is the way that you lead
Now comb your nerve's and open your eyes
Nigga tell me now, is you ready to die?

All that talk, I'm in front of that bitch
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Throwing up the wrong clip
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
All that stuff in front of that hoe
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Not playing it high gold
Gonna get you killed now, daddy

Bu-bunny on my lap, diamond's on my neck
KT in the trunk, KT in the trunk
Bu-bunny it on my lap, diamond on my neck
KT in the trunk, talking on my head

I'm a head buster, I share that pot in my nose
Lil' daddy, I pop tag's off brand new clothes
I rep my city (City)
My city ride with a child
Ain't no hangin' if you ain't bangin' and ridin' for the block
Talkin' to police, I don't do that there
I walk out them burgundy bill's like, who that there?
I'm a user, my nigga, I drink and smoke weed
Tell me what you want, I might can get you what you need
Seven in the mornin', we cookin' up drugs
Eleven in the evening, we in front of the club
Waitin' for the nigga that was talkin' that shit
Talkin' and runnin' his mouth in front of that bitch
Soon as he come outside, I'ma shake his ass up
Run up on him with his 4'5 and wake his ass up
Motherfucker, I'm the king of the underworld
I fuck with that brown dude, fuck with that white dude

All that talk, I'm in front of that bitch
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Throwing up the wrong clip
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
All that stuff in front of that hoe
Gonna get you killed now, daddy
Not playing it high gold
Gonna get you killed now, daddy

Bu-bunny on my lap, diamond's on my neck
KT in the trunk, KT in the trunk