Freekey Zeekey - Daddy Back feat. Cam'ron & Juelz Santana lyrics

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Verse 1

Freekey Zeekey:

Shorty see us livin' yeah we smellin' like some millions

Wanna beat it while we living it up, it up

Shorty see us livin' and she like the way we get it

Shorty go and get that ass in the truck, the truck

Don't walk up on me nigga, I don't know you, I will kill you

You'll be stinkin' in the back of the truck, the truck

Shorty swagger crazy, independent kind of lady

So mami come and suck on my nuts, my nuts

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat

Daddy back, daddy back

Watch it from his Cadillac

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat

Daddy back, daddy back

Watch it from his cataract

Haters wanna counter that, 4-5th counter act

Pumpshot, rally back

I'm good with that, a hoodie rat

Panty lace, booty fat

Dope stash, booty, crack (Look at that)

Grapefruit Spyda crack, rims cross the Pontiac

Twin pipe powder pack

Inside, cognac

Whole team got it man, don't need a polygraph

Whole team powder cash, whole team 'bout it man

We outta here

Hotter than the knockers in my mami's pants

Take a glance, charm give seizure, Freek ambulance

So mami come and suck on my nuts, my nuts

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat

Daddy back, daddy back

Watch it from his Cadillac

Hook

Freekey Zeekey:

We be ridin' pretty, we be ridin' pretty

In the Chevy or Benzy, Impala or Bentley

We sittin' wit' the blicky

Fuck the lawyer never get me

Fuck t shorty we some riders fa' sho', fa' sho'

Yeah bang bang hooligang, bang with the tool again

Bang with the Dip gang, bang bang bang

Verse 2

Cam'ron:

When I was locked up on the Island on them seagulls you was wildin'

U was smilin', can't blame me for that, for that

When you came up on a visit and the piff you had to slip it

I won't forget, I wanna thank you for that, for that

Yeah, now your ass, I'm huggin' it and know was no debatin' it

Killa Cam is lovin' it and them niggaz, thye hatin' it

Yeah they hatin' it, apple bottom, cracked they back

Daddy back? Daddy back, North, South, Cackalack

Matter fact (matter fact)

We flippin' like a acrobat

Money like them Arabics, here's my dick, have a sip

Havin' it (havin' it)

Yeah suck it till you smack your lips

After that, see your hubbie, ask him can you have a kiss

Now what's the ratio that you married a crazy hoe

That wanna give her man head right after felacio

Yeah felacio, that's when you grab her face and go

Uh uh uh uh uh uh, taste it hoe

In her mouth I had to place it yo

I let her hang out (why) she ain't have a place to go

But I let her go with Zeke in the Cadillac

Daddy back? Daddy back, haagh haagh, asthma attack

Hook

Verse 3

Juelz Santana:

They love this slow flow, they love the slow strokes

The bitch want me to lay her, call me Ozo

She love the fast whips, she love the fast dick

She love to jumpoff, we call it a mash pit

Big black Cadillac, extra wheel in the back

Just incase we catch a flat, tell her bitch change that

Yeah women got that love for me

They love R Kelly and I love to pee

I got no game, trust in me

I just ask 'em if they wanna pop, like bubbly

Freekey Zeekey:

But how my Caddy be slidin' through

Slidin' more bitches than you riders with them dollars

You can't handle what my Prada do

Imagine me, hoppin' out, diamonds, couple bottles ooh

Prada shades, pockets full, 730 rowdy dudes

Mami who you married to, Freek can get in that or two

Say you through, say you rather ride with this rapper dude

Watch her walk in the Caddy, no niggaz laugh at you

Daddy's back? Daddy's back

Ride off in the Cadillac

Hook