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the showman houdeeeni - somebody's daughter lyrics

[verse 1]
open up my wardrobe it looks like a swimming gala
(yeah) dat way
i used to trap like i came out the m+way
they know i’m balling at it like i’m mj
(ou ou)
yeah dat way
imma breadwinner i’m feeling like swae swae
fly as a plane you can get out the runway

out my face
i might just change her
shooting my shot now i feel like a ranger (brr)
chasing the paper and chasing the strangers
they know that i make the bread like a baker (wet)
wetty wet wetty wet wet i’m a laker (wet)
look at my schedule don’t ask me for favours
she barely know me (uh hu
she want the dolce (uh huh)
elite
kicks with ticks i’m looking unique

my shoddy a thing, my shoddy on fleek
i slide in that dm like it’s vaseline
i flex with the ice i ain’t talking about cream
she like the gigi extra clean
i’m a late for a meeting ceo ting
where that party we need mo tings
all this drip mans done floating (woah)

tick tick tick
where the time be
i got somewhere else to be don’t remind me (nono)
i be somewhere in the trees, you can find me
pull up in a stretch i swear that whip will exercise me

[hook]
water
drip on my tip toes
i been feeling taller
ticks on my apparel got me looking like i came right
out of varsity i’m acting like a scholar
she gon pose for photos i know
she look like a model
looking at the weather
i might sn+tch somebody’s daughter
[verse 2]
ice out the fridge
(ou)
watery
got her
looking like a fruit
(ou)
strawberry
i just left with the bag
(ou)
robbery
just a joke i was in class
no mockery

walk. flex till i spill (walk)
i ain’t got a gun but when i photoshoot i k!ll (dudududu)
rest in peace to all the beats i murder when i grill (rrrrr)
put some ice up on my wrist but i still ain’t got no chill

and i still ain’t got no ice (ice)
i got too much heat (heat)
heat (heat)
heat
imma school him then i’ll put his girl to sleep (go to sleep)

he ain’t got a girl so imma just go sleep (snore snore)
it ain’t paper but he knows i’m in the sheets (in the sheets)
maserati i been whipping like i beat (papapapa)
somebody’s daughter somebody come get her she
touching on me (touch touch touch touch)
not a mouse but i’m tryna chase the cheese (chase the cheese)
like i’m jerry, got this p+ssy chasing me (tom & jerry)
heat
heat
heat
man i cruise with these kicks
i ain’t new to these tricks
please excuse all my drip
i just bag all these chips
she done fall i done trip
not discreet, i admit
somebody’s daughter done look like

- the showman houdeeeni lyrics

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