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dae'jon the prince - caveman lyrics

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[verse 1: dae’jon]
ever since the crib, i’ve been a crazy n-gga (crazy n-gga)
i was f-cking b-tches in my baby pictures (baby pictures)
i was f-cking sh-t up with my safety scissors (safety scissors)
i took my babysitter, put a baby in her (gang, gang)
spitting fire on the regular, aye
h-lla girls up on my cellular, aye
p-ssy prey and i’m the predator, aye
debating p-ssy like a senator, aye
i’m getting bopity right now (right now)
she shine my d-ck ’till its iced out (iced out)
she want to come to the studio, aye
i said, “yeah, if you bring your booty hole,” aye

[verse 2: stoney f. baby]
stoney, witty rif, and the priest in the house
had to tell your b-tch to get her feet up off my couch
and her p-ssy pinker than a fetus of a mouse
stoney f. baby, suck her feet then eat her out
haters hate like mrs. hayfer
y’all ain’t getting this paper
name a rapper that’s greater
yeah, b-tch, that’s what i thought
oo, let me do my sh-t
move b-tch, i’m ludacris
in fifth grade, they called me g-y
now look at who’s the sh-t
who is it?
not you, b-tch
p-ssy boy smell like tuna fish
i’m the best rapper doing this
stoney f. baby, google it

[verse 3: witty rif]
shooting up all my somatropin and patterson
looking thick, i’m open
fbi lobbing me the warning
shoutout rob, drug his son i’m mourning
loyal like i’m colleen and dave
sip a drip while i ride the wave
life is tough, gotta emigrate
son’s a pr-ck, put his life in chains
b-tch, i’m feeling this, existentialist
’tis this b-tch and kiss
pin tail on the rif
move this nihilist
out of town and switch
lives with loyalists
men want to -ssist
ice cream sandwiches, dj thought (dj thought)
hit that sh-t, break my father’s clock (father’s clock)
hit my girl, know i’m wearing socks (wearing socks)
uhhhh

[verse 4: dae’jon]
gotcha grandma, your auntie
we’re going hunting
your family loves me
i’m in their undies
i spy white ice
ice, ice, baby
f-ck your b-tch on a yacht like i’m in the navy
b-tches see me and they get, wait
wetter than the weather when it’s raining
rif rif in the stu stu
you know how i do, do
cause i do, do what i want to (want to)
controlling n-ggas like voodoo (voodoo)
spit fire but i’m not a skater (what)
sour cream on your b-tch’s taters (what, what)
got so loud, she’s waking up the neighbors (oh gosh)
prince too fresh, smell you later (bye)



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