Freekey Zekey - Daddy Back lyrics

Verse 1 Freekey Zeekey: Shorty see us livin' yeah we smellin' like some millions Wanna beat it while we living it up, it up Shorty see us livin' and she like the way we get it Shorty go and get that a** in the truck, the truck Don't walk up on me n***a, I don't know you, I will k** you You'll be stinkin' in the back of the truck, the truck Shorty swagger crazy, independent kind of lady So mami come and s** on my nuts, my nuts Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat Daddy back, daddy back Watch it from his Cadillac Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat Daddy back, daddy back Watch it from his cataract Haters wanna counter that, 4-5th counter act Pumpshot, rally back I'm good with that, a hoodie rat Panty lace, booty fat Dope stash, booty, crack (Look at that) Grapefruit Spyda crack, rims cross the Pontiac Twin pipe powder pack Inside, cognac Whole team got it man, don't need a polygraph Whole team powder cash, whole team 'bout it man We outta here Hotter than the knockers in my mami's pants Take a glance, charm give seizure, Freek ambulance So mami come and s** on my nuts, my nuts Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat Daddy back, daddy back Watch it from his Cadillac Hook Freekey Zeekey: We be ridin' pretty, we be ridin' pretty In the Chevy or Benzy, Impala or Bentley We sittin' wit' the blicky f** the lawyer never get me f** t shorty we some riders fa' sho', fa' sho' Yeah bang bang hooligang, bang with the tool again Bang with the Dip gang, bang bang bang Verse 2 Cam'ron: When I was locked up on the Island on them seagulls you was wildin' U was smilin', can't blame me for that, for that When you came up on a visit and the piff you had to slip it I won't forget, I wanna thank you for that, for that Yeah, now your a**, I'm huggin' it and know was no debatin' it k**a Cam is lovin' it and them n***az, thye hatin' it Yeah they hatin' it, apple bottom, cracked they back Daddy back? Daddy back, North, South, Cackalack Matter fact (matter fact) We flippin' like a acrobat Money like them Arabics, here's my dick, have a sip Havin' it (havin' it) Yeah s** it till you smack your lips After that, see your hubbie, ask him can you have a kiss Now what's the ratio that you married a crazy hoe That wanna give her man head right after felacio Yeah felacio, that's when you grab her face and go Uh uh uh uh uh uh, taste it hoe In her mouth I had to place it yo I let her hang out (why) she ain't have a place to go But I let her go with Zeke in the Cadillac Daddy back? Daddy back, haagh haagh, asthma attack Hook Verse 3 Juelz Santana: They love this slow flow, they love the slow strokes The b**h want me to lay her, call me Ozo She love the fast whips, she love the fast dick She love to jumpoff, we call it a mash pit Big black Cadillac, extra wheel in the back Just incase we catch a flat, tell her b**h change that Yeah women got that love for me They love R Kelly and I love to pee I got no game, trust in me I just ask 'em if they wanna pop, like bubbly Freekey Zeekey: But how my Caddy be slidin' through Slidin' more b**hes than you riders with them dollars You can't handle what my Prada do Imagine me, hoppin' out, diamonds, couple bottles ooh Prada shades, pockets full, 730 rowdy dudes Mami who you married to, Freek can get in that or two Say you through, say you rather ride with this rapper dude Watch her walk in the Caddy, no n***az laugh at you Daddy's back? Daddy's back Ride off in the Cadillac Hook