| "I Don't Call Him Daddy" It was six in the morning Show He's just a kid How's my boy today? How's your mama now And he says I don't call him daddy God bless their little hearts In a way I'm glad there's someone And he says I don't call him daddy He is quite a little man There's so much I need to tell him And he says I don't call him daddy I don't call him daddy album: "I Prefer The Moonlight" (1987)  The Web's Largest Resource forMusic, Songs & LyricsA Member Of The STANDS4 Networkmore tracks from the albumOur awesome collection ofPromoted Songs»QuizAre you a music master?»"Just own the night, like the fourth of July…"
The Web's Largest Resource forMusic, Songs & LyricsA Member Of The STANDS4 NetworkOur awesome collection ofPromoted Songs»QuizAre you a music master?»The song "Adore You" is performed by?Night Shall Eat These Girls and Boys. tracks On Radio Right NowPowered by OnRad.io Think you know music? Test your MusicIQ here! I've been on the gram just chilling while I′m posting all these pics All these girls be sliding in DM's thinking they the shit But it got me fucked up feeling like I'm nothing but a bag tricks I don′t wanna be no social dick on some DM arithmetic Uh, it′s like I'm nothing but a king though But I don′t want that shit just resting on my ego I can't even talk to a girl without her thinking my dicks gold It′s like I got a brain too so why the fuck you in my inbox ho You got ice, you flexing money I reply with "Hi" and now you think I'm hella funny Bitch you don′t really make sense Don't talk to me like you been through my head I dont really got time so get left on read I got shit to do and this convo's dead All these bitches in my DM′s got me hella confused They be all up in my grill like what the fuck did I do Don′t call me daddy, I ain't raise you and I ain′t coming through Because my wrists are already cuffed and I ain't fucking with you All these bitches in my DM′s got me hella confused They be all up in my grill like what the fuck did I do Don't call me daddy, I ain′t raise you and I ain't coming through Because my wrists are already cuffed and I ain't fucking with you Yeah, you can′t just bag me like I′m Louis Vuitton My shit is priceless and I only got one girl on my mind And it ain't you, you ain′t boo But I'm ghost your ass too Cuz I don′t wanna see or hear you're bullshit so it′s Helen Keller to you I don't care if you rocking Gucci on the side of your purse You like a deer in the headlights so I'm a flip a bitch and then swerve I be off with my curve You be off of my worth And I stay true to my word So get the fuck off my turf All these bitches in my DM′s got me hella confused They be all up in my grill like what the fuck did I do Don′t call me daddy, I ain't raise you and I ain′t coming through Because my wrists are already cuffed and I ain't fucking with you All these bitches in my DM′s got me hella confused They be all up in my grill like what the fuck did I do Don't call me daddy, I ain′t raise you and I ain't coming through Because my wrists are already cuffed and I ain't fucking with you When I tell you I dont like you better let that sink in Because you bitches seem to think it ain′t really what I′m thinking Try to hook me like I'm just another fish in the pond I be raising a brow, you know that shit you drew on Don′t try to solve me like I'm just another Rubix and shit I won′t be shifting all my sides just to fit with you bitch You got more faces than a motherfucking deck 52 Like you the queen of hearts well bitch I'm just the joker to you Oh my, Oh my, Oh my What′s coming over me Got me feeling so damn free |
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