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Father

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(album: Young Hot Ebony - 2014)


[Verse 1 Father:]
Yeah, yeah
Ooh I like your lips
She like "yeah that's cool but nigga, I like fips"
Got some drop top whips
Lots of up-top shit
I like looking down, around, and not see shit
So I ought that bitch a blindfold
Lied, said I signed to Interscope
Next you know, young nigga in her throat
Yeah I'm in a league, but still a nigga broke
Yeah bitch let's interlope
Sail the seven seas, let's rent a boat
Throw your ass right overboard
And be like "nigga, she did it on her own accord"
Young nigga swim ashore
They be like "yeah encore, encore"
Nah, y'all can't afford no more
Niggas all in my line, ignore, ignore
They be like "Fat, help me out"
Nah nigga go build your own rapport
Shit, go find your own Goddamn fans
And nigga you can go catch me short

[Verse 2 Slug Christ:]
See I descended in this bitter time
Shining like I'm Lucifer, bitch who am I?
See it's a God up in this party
You ain't ever notice cause you thought you were somebody
Now I'm ignoring you, one, two
Ignore me, but I'm here, I'm what you see
I said I'm ignoring you, one, two
Ignore me, but I'm here, I'm what you see
See me bitch

[Verse 3 Stalin Majesty:]
Excuse me, hey miss, excuse me
Hey you, excuse me, hey bitch, excuse me
You ain't see me try and talk to you?
You ain't peep when you was walking through?
Don't the g and my steez leave you weak in the knees
Where you walking to? I'm tryna walk with you
Did that make you uncomfortable?
It ain't me, it's the beans, I'm on a few
I'm so rude it been boo and been chugging booze
The voices in my head said to fuck with you
Tryna be a gentlemen, you wasn't listening
I started yelling then you said
"Why you yellin man?"
Shoulda been listening, wouldn't be yelling at you
When you be nice to these hoes they deceive ya
When you be hard on these hoes they get easy
I be on the drugs, gas and the mud like I need you
And I'm not doing the drugs I be ignoring them like they see through
I'm a fat nigga, can't chase you, I don't like running
She said "I do, in high school I ran track"
Then we exchanged numbers

[Hook Stalin Majesty:]
Came around when she realized we them Gods
She came around when she realized we them Gods
Yup, she came around when she realized we them Gods
She came around when she realized we them Gods
Said she came around when she realized we them Gods
She came around when she realized we them Gods
She came around when she realized we them Gods
She came around when she realized we them Gods

done

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