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yomo & maulkie – daddy rich lyrics

[intro]
no+good, conniving, faking+rich, lowdown sucker
i wonder what that con artist’s gotta say
i’d like to say, you know, my cadillac is getting a little old now, five years old, matter of fact, [?] brand new mercedes

[verse 1: yomo]
daddy rich lives by the good book, oh yes he’s a good crook
can take a simple soul for a bankroll
he’ll take you to the promised land
but pass around the collection plate to get you there firsthand
can’t come up the street to daddy’s congregation
unless you want a deadly confrontation
see, daddy rich broke the rule, had to smoke a fool
for diverting funds from the pool
gold shoes, clothing
can’t slip or trip with his grip, just keep rolling
daddy rich got the sharpest suits, got thе finest boots
the best that monеy could buy, and try
preacher preachers taught many things
sometimes a thief, a liar, but not a ho that he doesn’t acquire
daddy rich, daddy rich
why don’t you tell ’em how you got so rich, daddy rich?

brothers and sisters! are you with me out there? yes! i’d like to say, donations, we need something [?], not the roll! you believe what i’m saying?

[verse 2: maulkie]
check out my brother reverend b+st+rd, daddy rich
aka to the ghetto, big money grip
he sports jewels and fancy cars
got sisters in the church cold hoeing at a strip bar
around his neck is a crucifix
religion, s+x and money, that’s how this pimp mix
san quentin’s his way school
daddy’s too d+mn cool, smoking spliffs by the pool
gold, you can’t come close to daddy
i hear that he got as twice as many caddies
ganking and faking and breaking to god, that’s sick
so let’s say a prayer for daddy rich
every short blessing [?] but i’ll tell you what [?] you know what i’m saying, praise the lord, woo!

[verse 3: yomo]
cleanliness is next to godliness so daddy rich’s clean
limousine, diamond rings, power fit for kings
deacon jones, sister sarah, yeah, they’re with it too
daddy rich gives the final, am i getting through?
where else but in america
can a con artist prosper, eating lobster
using mics and lights and sweaty handkerchiefs
he threw the bible in his left palm like a bomb
say “can i get a witness?”
spin around, clap his hands and sarah [?] with quickness
now ain’t this about a b+tch?
tell ’em how you got so rich, daddy rich?

i’d like to say, deacon jones, my personal treasurer, says we are coming up short on sat+rday night [?], but i’d like to say, there’s a crook in the house!

[verse 4: maulkie]
i know daddy’s a fake
he’s having lunch with eazy+e, for heaven’s sakes
he’s healing those with crutches and wheelchairs
how much of this nonsense can y’all bear?
daddy rich got the answer
sunday night i seen him cure a known sister with cancer
minister mack, larger than life
you know, he’s just turned 50 with a 20+year old wife
daddy rich’s the most
he paid the ho front roll and get juiced with the holy ghost
[?] is pretty sick
so bow your heads and say a prayer for daddy rich
praise the lord! praise the lord, brothers, now, we got, donations going around, brother leroy [?] it may be dirty money, but it’s good [?]
yo man, i ain’t with this, man, let’s praise the lord outta here
heal me! heal me! brother leroy, he’s coming to the church..

- yomo maulkie lyrics

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