Ur Dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Boning, my 808 on my shit's got him boning
My synthesizer makes him fucking moan, yeah
This hi-hat goes tap-tap up on his head, yeah
I've locked him in
I just took a tab, fuck it, I'ma spin this track
Got a hand on the scratch and a hand on his ass
I'm ill
Daddy, I ain't got no chill
I just took an edible, and I'm off half a pill
I'm Lux, beats cost a hundred grand
But your old man might be the one-night stand for me
After all, daddy, don't you see?
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
What's done is done
The 808 bass in the beat made him (Uh)
It was just for fun, come on, hun
Don't make me pull the gun, like
Your dad
Yeah
Your dad, your dad, yeah (Your dad)
Uh
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
What's done is done
The 808 bass in the beat made him (Uh)
It was just for fun, come on, hun
Don't make me pull the gun, like
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Boning, my 808 on my shit's got him boning
My synthesizer makes him fucking moan, yeah
This hi-hat goes tap-tap up on his head, yeah
I've locked him in
I just took a tab, fuck it, I'ma spin this track
Got a hand on the scratch and a hand on his ass
I'm ill
Daddy, I ain't got no chill
I just took an edible, and I'm off half a pill
I'm Lux, beats cost a hundred grand
But your old man might be the one-night stand for me
After all, daddy, don't you see?
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
What's done is done
The 808 bass in the beat made him (Uh)
It was just for fun, come on, hun
Don't make me pull the gun, like
Your dad
Yeah
Your dad, your dad, yeah (Your dad)
Uh
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I made his shit bop
Spittin' these bars like I spat on his cock, yeah
The beat made his dick stand up, hands up
Or I'ma fuck your grandpa
Fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
I fucked this beat like I fucked your dad
What's done is done
The 808 bass in the beat made him (Uh)
It was just for fun, come on, hun
Don't make me pull the gun, like
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Writer(s): Miss Luxury
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