| I’m calling you daddy, daddy |
| Can you be my daddy, daddy? |
| I need a daddy, daddy |
| Won’t you be my daddy, daddy? (Helluva made this beat, baby) |
| Come and make it rain down on me |
| Come and make it rain down on me |
| I pick bitches up and I knock bitches down |
| I fly bitches in and I fly bitches out |
| That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round |
| We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pussy makin' sounds |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| Club lettin' out |
| Shorty, check it out, I wanna stretch you out |
| Goin' H.A.M., five different positions, this the second round |
| Resuscitation, we go mouth-to-mouth |
| Fuck in the car, fuck in the house |
| Fuck in the bed, fuck on the couch |
| I climb on top, spit in your mouth |
| She keep on squirtin', grab a towel, this pussy wet |
| I had on a condom, it ain’t feel like it, I had to check |
| She a Gemini, she two-faced, I want some head |
| I’m tryna bust all on your new braces, Chanel your shoelaces |
| Somethin' about this bitch, I wanna leave, but I just can’t |
| I’m stressed out, wanna fuck you from the back, I’m not okay |
| She playin' games, actin' hard to hit, but I know she fake |
| Sent a text message like when you get off work, come sit on my face, yeah |
| I pick bitches up and I knock bitches down |
| I fly bitches in and I fly bitches out |
| That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round |
| We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pussy makin' sounds |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| We can go shoppin' after this shit |
| But hold up, wait, hop back on this dick |
| That pussy like medicine, I been sick |
| Want you to keep ridin' me and don’t quit |
| She say she get the chills when we kiss |
| Put your hand right here, feel me, it’s stiff |
| I start on your neck, then bite on your nipples, hmm |
| I can’t lie, yeah, that’s it |
| You ain’t never had a real street nigga, have you? |
| Can’t lie, it’s different |
| Have you in the mall just pickin' out shit and grab it |
| We don’t ask the price, it don’t matter |
| Like how it feel when I grab it |
| Every time I see her, it get fatter |
| Gettin' head in the car, almost panicked |
| How she doin' it, she got talent |
| She got balance, on her tippytoes, that pussy loud |
| Her shit like jail, mean it’s easy to get in, hard to come out |
| I buy Chanel, I buy YSL, Celine, and pass it out |
| I’m goin' through hell, havin' withdrawals like a fiend, I need that mouth, yeah |
| I pick bitches up and I knock bitches down |
| I fly bitches in and I fly bitches out |
| That ass come out them pants, I love when it go 'round and 'round |
| We in the paint, we goin' hard, that pussy makin' sounds |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| Love when she on top of me |
| I’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin' me |
| After this, I take you on a shopping spree |
| I’m calling you daddy, daddy |
| Can you be my daddy, daddy? |
| I need a daddy, daddy |
| Won’t you be my daddy, daddy? |
| Come and make it rain down on me |
| Come and make it rain down on me |