Paroles Lil' Daddy de Young Buck

Textes et Paroles de Lil' Daddy

That boy, {I see ya lil daddy} (young city)

That grill, {I see ya lil daddy} (we here now, bad boy south)

That truck, {I see ya lil daddy} (as we proceed, as we proceed to give you what you need)

Them grillz, {I see ya lil daddy} (you ready, lets go)



[Young City]

Got a deal, now it's real, a chrome-dipped caddy

I'm a pimp, that's how I live, I see ya lil daddy

Shawty jea, now I'm here, so mean wit ya fatty

I'm a pimp, that's how I live, I see ya lil daddy



[Verse 1]

I know you see me stuntin, big bodies is all I want now

My mouth's about a hundred, some say that I'm the shit now

I done came a long way from the get down, hustlin, jus re-upped but I gained nothin'

Shit done changed when the lil muthafucka nigga started makin hits now

Girlies that Neva used to talk to me, talk to me

Cause I got it made and the kids look up to me

I'm escaladin on them thangs cause I'm young city

Pimp pretty things and they go ‘fo' a buck fifty

No now you can see me in the drop-top

Oh ma that boy from the hot block

Wit me is my semi, neva stay empty cause I gotta keep it on cock, cock

Just in case you try to ball the block, no way cause I call the shots

Show me nigga, tell me not anything, you spend, you flip, you get, you trip, I got

From the yacht, to the g-4, to the g-5, this is stock

Back to the platinum chains and my watch

You can see the purple ring when I spot

I talk cause I live it, on a mission to double up

My wrist on a count of dup, cause it's comming up

Get ready 'fo it bubbles up, yup

Cause I'm



[Chorus: Young City]

That boy, I see ya lil daddy

That grill, I see ya lil daddy

That truck, I see ya lil daddy

Them grillz, I see ya lil daddy

I got a deal, now it's real, a chrome-dipped caddy

I'm a pimp, that's how I live, I see ya lil daddy

Shawty jea, now I'm here, so mean wit ya fatty

I'm a pimp, that's how I live, I see ya lil daddy



[Verse 2: Young City] + (Diddy)

I'm a bad boy millionaire, look at how I spin my hair

So fresh so clean from my head to my feet I dont think y'all heard me clear

I done walked for that cheese, now I got cheesecake oh yea

Lil boy you dont really wanna go there

Dont hurt yourself tryin to keep up cause I do it all year

Look at the price of my jag, look at the name in my tag

Visa's from my momma seater's they be poppin them tags

G's up scrubs down, man it feel good to get love now

And I'm up next to best, how ya lovin that

cause it's really bout to go down (your next kid)

No picture on the mound won't strike me (uh-uh)

I dont give a fuck who dont like me

Get y'all muthafuckas know who I be

Keep it up and get put on I.V.

And I ain't got love, it's good reason why I'm rich as fuck but sho 'nuf

Same good reason to make 'em go nuts when I pull out the aqua green truck

With the diamond in the back, 26 shinin

What mo can I say, I'm ballin and I'm on fire

I'm that nigga that ya want, I'm that nigga that ya need

I'm here like I neva left, I'm soon to be the fuckin king

See I'm



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Young City] + (Diddy)

Ah, I'm so in love wit myself cause I made it and I didnt need no help (yea, uh huh)

Regulated to the basement, I'ma be from a ten speed, I'm so blessed (bad boy south, young city)

I got credit cards, I got checks, bout a hundred broads, keep 'em unda check

Ima really make it hard for you to process, make way for tha boy cause I got next (I see you lil daddy)

I got this - in a chokehold, dont fuck around wit me cause I'm loco

Got franks in the bank, that's why they wanna bank out wit me but I rock solo

Dolo from state to state, why do these haters hate

Is it cause I'm eatin wit and I backin them easy cakes

Any time of the day I be low-key, untamed nigga you can't hold me

Got fame to my name, put change to ya brain Neva step into the path of a O.G.

Right arm is king-cut bracelet, left arm is a new presidential rolie

Cause I'm in a brand new situation, fuck payback, y'all muthafuckas owe me (bad boy)

Everything I got I deserve, got the record say I'm hot, I'm superb

Not artificial, real to the bone, wrist'll arm nigga, nigga get hot in herre

Seen what are you bootin up, dont make me pollute ya up

Wit my young shawties and they shootin up

Cause I'm



[Chorus]

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