Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes
Daddy gotta go after that and get his
And he just fell asleep in his car eating three musketeers in the rear seat
How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep
It's his highness and the finest
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Begin to make me feel like a little kid again
As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen
Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog
Then all i really want is for her to get on top
And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day go
She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe
A fun chick its nothin to break funds with
Daddy gotta go after that and get his
Bout how kill niggas and slice em up claiming that his
I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces
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