Daddy's Money
What do you think this is
Your daddy's country club
Thinking you walk right in
And girls
Guys lining up
You can do what you want
And no one wises up
That's pretty dumb if you ask me
Why don't u show me how
U think you've got it good
Walking around
And giving up down
Kinda looks
Go on and sweet talk it
Just like I bet u could
That's pretty dumb if you ask me
But here's my number baby
It's getting too hot now
Gotta throw on the cold water
Turn the heat down
Slow down ya
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
I might take it
Don't wanna end up
On front page of papers
Cuffed up jeans
And urban shirt
After that it's
All a blur
Daddy's money
Never learns
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
Coming off greedy
Like you're somebody
It's getting too hot now
Gotta throw on the cold water
Turn the heat down
Slow down ya
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
I might take it
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
Cuffed up jeans
And urban shirt
After that it's
All a blur
Daddy's money
Never learns
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
Your daddy's country club
Thinking you walk right in
And girls
Guys lining up
You can do what you want
And no one wises up
That's pretty dumb if you ask me
Why don't u show me how
U think you've got it good
Walking around
And giving up down
Kinda looks
Go on and sweet talk it
Just like I bet u could
That's pretty dumb if you ask me
But here's my number baby
It's getting too hot now
Gotta throw on the cold water
Turn the heat down
Slow down ya
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
I might take it
Don't wanna end up
On front page of papers
Cuffed up jeans
And urban shirt
After that it's
All a blur
Daddy's money
Never learns
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
Coming off greedy
Like you're somebody
It's getting too hot now
Gotta throw on the cold water
Turn the heat down
Slow down ya
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
I might take it
Don't wanna end up on
Front page of papers
Cuffed up jeans
And urban shirt
After that it's
All a blur
Daddy's money
Never learns
I could tell you
I could teach you
But I might take it
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Writer(s): Darren Merenda
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