Princess Superstar - Chick Habit lyrics

Hey daddy (uh) I’m onto your thing (mm mm mm) You can’t fool me That’s right Got your thing straight on I’m comin to get ya Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll be alone in the clique Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll never get another fix I’m telling you it’s not a trick, pay attention don’t be thick Throw your level to your lip You’re gonna see that there’s a line then they’re spittin in your eyes They’ll be spittin in your eye You know, this ain’t how it happened, it’s all meant to break But what’s a curfew if you don’t escape? Copulate, lady chick, happens all very quick Have you ever s**ed a dick having tea nut sh** Bunny rabbit got it done, probly amazed Gonna be hard to remember the names Little bit of fame and move back to the game Took a left back and say it was only a phase Some days go fast and before you know Gravity is low if you don’t go slow He’s zoning out, we rolling hoes in phony clothes God only knows! Don’t work now and it won’t work when Chu chu lord, just look at your pain Extra burk, corrupt may it happen a jerk Your friend don’t love again Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll be alone in the clique Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll never get another fix (you got a trick half of us chicks won’t know) I’m telling you it’s not a trick, pay attention don’t be thick Throw your level to your lip You’re gonna see that there’s a line then they’re spittin in your eyes They’ll be spittin in your eye OPP got ADD Whooping girls up and down like the AKG STD doctor A – I’m on Not me, AKD – just set it free How many just out of control Dicks that gotta dig in the place of your soul But the holes inside so the holes gonna blow Stop throwin up poles outside that vobes Come on baby, turn up the beeper Look a little deeper, it’s hard to be a cheater You got the thiever , you’s girls like reefer You say you love me, I don’t believe ya Stay on plan or I won’t play no mo Time for you to go check with yo Feel the pain, you feel the sore But I promise me get down, you be helping em all Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o Girl’s not a tonic or a pill Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll just jump in front of a spill Oh how your bubble’s gonna break, screw with me another week She’ll be driving in a hearse You’re gonna need a deeper clue when they all catch up with you And they catch you up until Now you’re answering and the birds will stop and sing Give me everything that’s turning gray Now carry up your tildo, give me up the deal You’re no no not too fake Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll be alone in the clique (you got a trick half of us chicks won’t know) Hang up the chick habit Hey little daddy-o You’ll never get another fix (you got a trick half of us chicks won’t know) I’m telling you it’s not a trick, pay attention don’t be thick Throw your level to your lip You’re gonna see that there’s a line and it’s spittin in your eyes They’ll be spittin in your eye I’m telling you it’s not a trick, pay attention don’t be thick Throw your level to your lip You’re gonna see that there’s a line then they’re spittin in your eyes They’ll be spittin in your eye You’re gonna see that there’s a line then they’re spittin in your eyes They’ll be spittin in your eye