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trinidad james - dad lyrics

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[intro]
dad, dad, dad, dad…

[hook]
i can hurt your feelings, man
b-tch i’m your dad
futuristic nikes on
b-tch i’m your dad
your momma gon’ fuck the kid
b-tch i’m your dad
she like how i slap that -ss
b-tch who your dad
i come in the party and go straight to the back
so fresh and so clean i look like andre 3 stacks
she rubbin’ on that big boy she say she want some dad
b-tch who your dad
b-tch who your dad

[verse 1]
show i.d. before you get in, b-tch i ain’t playin’
r.i.p to shawty lo cause i am the man (bankhead!)
imma have to tax a b-tch cause i’m uncle sam
imma fuck your couch-a, nigga, call me rick james
my chain like a lightning bolt, b-tch, call me usain
if that pussy wack, b-tch, you can’t call me again
blocked her in my dms, then i slid in her friend’s
i got snipers on my instagram cause that’s a in-trend
so high feel my heart beat i look like eddie kane
i do what i want i don’t think i’m gonna change
i don’t trust a bloat nigga cause we ain’t the same
listen to yo daddy, let me put you on game

[hook]
i can hurt your feelings, man
b-tch i’m your dad
futuristic nikes on
b-tch i’m your dad
your momma gon’ fuck the kid
b-tch i’m your dad
she like how i slap that -ss
b-tch who your dad
i come in the party and go straight to the back
so fresh and so clean i look like andre 3 stacks
she rubbin’ on that big boy she say she want some dad
b-tch who your dad
b-tch who your dad

[verse 2]
dad dressed like a cholo, b-tches calling me papi
i might fuck your teacher so that you p-ss your spanish
fuckin’ on a boat you know that dad out here wildin’
ralph simmons the sweater, they like how i be stylish
dad’s still out here pimpin, pull up wippin the caddy
your sister want the d-ck, your auntie throwin the panties
i got on ten rings, b-tch, no i’m not married
my college b-tch 21, i feel like savage
i got my own record label, i can’t be managed
20 points a game, whoo, james is not average
20k today, james out here havin’
c-notes for my kids, dad out here splashin’

[hook]
i can hurt your feelings, man
b-tch i’m your dad
futuristic nikes on
b-tch i’m your dad
your momma gon’ fuck the kid
b-tch i’m your dad
she like how i slap that -ss
b-tch who your dad
i come in the party and go straight to the back
so fresh and so clean i look like andre 3 stacks
she rubbin’ on that big boy she say she want some dad
b-tch who your dad
b-tch who your dad



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