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INSTRUMENTAL Lil' Mama tell daddy what you want, I got you I'ma get a big bottle of Grey Goose You can get loose, shake that ass for me Get you some Fireball, and you fell in love Me and you can have the club on fire Me and you'll drink some Jägermeister If you want it, you can have it All you got to do is tell daddy (Female Vocals) Hey girl, tell daddy (You know I need a bottle when I walk up in the club) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (Daddy I want you to spank it hard when we making love) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (You know I'm rolling with you when the lights come on and the club close) Yeah, tell daddy Tell daddy, tell daddy (So what'chu saying girl?) Baby tell me what you need you know I got it Baby tell me what you want, it's yours tonight Tell daddy what you wanna do You know I'm buying one for me and getting one for you You know I got the top floor with the city view I'm that nigga, I can make your dreams come true Oh, they say money can't buy love, but we can try Oh, that sexy dancing got me open I can't lie You deserve it babe (you do) Tonight you look perfect babe (you do) You can do anything I like I know you want a rich nigga in your life (Female Vocals) Tell daddy (You know I need a bottle when I walk up in the club) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (Daddy I want you to spank it hard when we making love) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (You know I'm rolling with you when the lights come on and the club close) Yeah, tell daddy Tell daddy, tell daddy Hey lil' mama, you swag got sauce Only queen bees get to step to a boss Let me whisper in your ear, like I'm in the front tryna see what that rear like Damn! Shawty got ass In the club popping bottles like the mall pop tags Ain't nobody in the clique got ass She bad, she bad She bad, but she mediocre Ain't gon' let nobody feel it so I let her come over Big girls in the club need love too Ying Yang let 'em in, that's just how we do E'rrebody on pot like E'rrebody in the club have a good night Ain't nobody get shy, ain't nobody fight That Patrón got me thinking what she fuck like (Female Vocals) Tell daddy (Female: You know I need a bottle when I walk up in the club) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (Female: Daddy I want you to spank it hard when we making love) All you gotta do is, tell daddy (Female: You know I'm rolling with you when the lights come on and the club close) Yeah, tell daddy Tell daddy, tell daddy We can party like rock stars all night long You dance to your favorite song If you really want to get it goin' on We can get a bottle of Patrón, blown, blown, blown J quit it don't wan't the party to stop We can get a bottle of Ciroc If you want it, you can have it All you gotta do is tell daddy We gon' party all night, turn up! I came to have a good time, put your bottles up! Bad bitches to my right, bad bitches to my left Hell yeah, I'm fucked up with the alcohol breath Aw, shit. Here come the Flocka verse All you birds chirpin', gettin' on my nerves I just want to blow herb and get on your curves More money, fuck problems is what I prefer I'm the realest nigga in this bitch, point blank She on her period, I text "disappoint face" She wanna get to know me though No emojis ridin' on this rodeo Them hoes come and go, money is the motive though Account's overdrawn, I got overflow I never did a sober show, never overdosed I'm out of states, overseas, and I'm coast to coast Let's have a toast to both, hope you takin' notes And if her boyfriend in, he get a broken nose I'm smokin' on some potent dough, what the fuck it Order 20 more bottles keep pourin' it (Flocka!)
Writer(s): Eric Jackson, Brandon Green, Juaquin Malphurs, Mick Schultz, D'angelo Holmes, Tony E Scales Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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