Come to Daddy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cage] Y'all fucked up Should've stuck me in ICU Cus the type of shit that I'm on when I see you Dollar fifty in the face, just tryna graze ya The lead go in the bone and ya face gets stuck to my razor Kick in your shoulders from your head while you pleadin' your case Your little girl with you like "Yo, he's gonna eat his face!" (Hahahaha) Pull out two nines and an eight Two for killin', one for drillin' Hold that metal to your face if think you're super villain Talk to women with sex, and to God with a pistol Fuck a married Mossberg, my barrel's stayin' single With a pregnant pump, I let shit jump Out on the floor, see how it moves Now I leave out with tools I'll leave out this school of robots by the chorus When I jumped out the tour bus Ran home and did more dust Stick your hands in the air with the cameras upside down You got pussy in your lap, and you gon' fuck right now [Chorus: Camu Tao] And if you wanna get freaky and nasty, we can make Good in the back of the cabby (Come to daddy...) They wanna kill me in the club, put slugs in my mug, player I don't give a fuck (Come to daddy...) These punks wanna jump (Come to daddy...) These chickens gettin drunk (Come to daddy...) You want me to put slugs in ya? (Come to daddy...) Ok... (Come to daddy...) What? (Come to daddy...) [Verse 2: Camu Tao] I fall in on that spot babe, I'm peepin' your game Swivel table round that ass girl it's lookin' real good These lame frauds try to play ball, I'm used to the pitch I'll put a screen on your dame's body, scoopin' your bitch Don't get played on that game, pa, losin' your shit Come redecorate your crib fast, movin' your shit I'm still peepin' out your dames ass, losin' the grip On that neck head through the plate glass, loose shoots in ya' wig Yo, Cadillac STS, with some tamed hash Tanqueray, grape fruit juice, stained glass And I spend cash all night and clap off twice And pack bongs tight and sip martini's fast And get ass all night And I can come and choke you up let's all hear it Tellin' me not to do it when I swing you from the terrace Major pain to the establishment Made famous in seconds Get props and guest spots on black plots like checkers [Chorus: Camu Tao] And if you wanna get freaky and nasty, we can make Good in the back of the cabby (Come to daddy...) They wanna kill me in the club, put slugs in my mug, player I don't give a fuck (Come to daddy...) These punks wanna jump (Come to daddy...) These chickens gettin drunk (Come to daddy...) You want me to put slugs in ya? (Come to daddy...) Ok... (Come to daddy...) What? (Come to daddy...)