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aasim – daddy lyrics

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[intro: aasim & big mike]
big mike, let’s do this fo’ the ladies, man (yeah)
i mean, why not?
i think we gotta have somethin’ fo’ the ladies, man (yeah)
okay
yeah, big mike in the buildin’, aasim ya daddy, baby (you’re d+mn right)
‘clusive freestyle!
haha, ladies, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah (aasim d xplicit!)
let’s go with this one (uh+huh, uh+huh)
south jamaica queens, aasim (yeah, yeah)
yeah, all the beautiful women in the world, stand up
i like the way this sounds
let’s dance fo’ you, come on!

[chorus]
you can call me daddy if you like to
l!ck your nipples, get your stomach, l!ck your tattoos
put your body in a state of shock, rap to your soul
the way you hold on i know you don’t want me to go

[verse 1]
put on the best of teddy pendergrass or al green
you ever f+cked under the sunset of south queens?
i been watching ya ass grow since ’93
in the prime of our lives, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t be
you could be a nurse and i’ll be ya patient
find love to fill your spot when your heart’s so vacant
you’re my summer house and i’m the down payment
we got an arrangement, s+x in your mother’s bas+m+nt
no strings attached, no spendin’ jets, back bendin’
you gotta be used to me smackin’ your ass, name callin’
forearmin’ and pullin’ your hair, ’til you scream, “aasim!”
white cream slippery wet, you almost there
and we could share +rg+sms like we siamese
stick together like we half jew and guyanese
dreamin’ ’bout bein’ naked on miami beach
forbidden fruit juice of a peach you can be sweet
can it be so simple that you got me hard?
callin’ the god aas’ daddy like i f+cked your mom’s
in the back of that pink caddy with a condom
bust nut all over the seats, mami, i’m so nasty
[chorus: aasim & big mike]
you can call me daddy if you like to
l!ck your nipples, get your stomach, l!ck your tattoos (that’s right)
put your body in a state of shock, rap to your soul
the way you hold on i know you don’t want me to go

[verse 2]
control your body like the beat cop
aaron fitcher make your p+ssy lips pop, do the beatbox
your little sister 18, she like to eavesdrop
buy you diamonds, i can even buy you cheap socks
you’re old school like 54+11 reeboks
or sh+ll+toed adidas keep you on your knees and elbows
twenty+four, you mature in your azure
you a s+xy redbone, athletic tone, kinda tall
for the average girl, 5’9″ with them curves like a picture
a hun’ed mile an hour fastb+lls run up in ya
hit up against ya b+tt cheeks or sit nice on ya chin
i get like an excited kid when we play pretend
and i don’t want this escapade to end, so i prolong the episode
pull it out, right before i explode
on and on like badu, i do what your man don’t
what he can’t do, and what your man won’t
do to you, what a foolish dude he is to neglect you
touch you and tease you right before i inject you
with a dose of happiness that n0body can bring you
i’m a gentle bee, baby, let me come and sting you
[chorus: aasim & big mike]
you can call me daddy if you like to (aasim d xplicit!)
l!ck your nipples, get your stomach…



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