Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,
I ride by bumping shine, i do just that
Walk that body, talk that body
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
And when i make a million dollars, think i'll give it to dad.
Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway
Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey
An ipod mind to you walkman guys
And dad came home ready to take a life
Bitch, i might make you my baby
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
Bro called dad over, we tried to explain
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