Daddy Back Lyrics - Book Of Ezekiel - Freekey Zekey

Verse 1 

Freekey Zeekey: 

Shorty see us livin' yeah we smellin' like some millions 

Wanna beat it while we living it up, it up 

Shorty see us livin' and she like the way we get it 

Shorty go and get that ass in the truck, the truck 

Don't walk up on me nigga, I don't know you, I will kill you 

You'll be stinkin' in the back of the truck, the truck 

Shorty swagger crazy, independent kind of lady 

So mami come and suck on my nuts, my nuts 

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat 

Daddy back, daddy back 

Watch it from his Cadillac 

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat 

Daddy back, daddy back 

Watch it from his cataract 

Haters wanna counter that, 4-5th counter act 

Pumpshot, rally back 

I'm good with that, a hoodie rat 

Panty lace, booty fat 

Dope stash, booty, crack (Look at that) 

Grapefruit Spyda crack, rims cross the Pontiac 

Twin pipe powder pack 

Inside, cognac 

Whole team got it man, don't need a polygraph 

Whole team powder cash, whole team 'bout it man 

We outta here 

Hotter than the knockers in my mami's pants 

Take a glance, charm give seizure, Freek ambulance 

So mami come and suck on my nuts, my nuts 

Dipped grey Cadillac, big rims, 4 gat 

Daddy back, daddy back 

Watch it from his Cadillac 

Hook 

Freekey Zeekey: 

We be ridin' pretty, we be ridin' pretty 

In the Chevy or Benzy, Impala or Bentley 

We sittin' wit' the blicky 

Fuck the lawyer never get me 

Fuck t shorty we some riders fa' sho', fa' sho' 

Yeah bang bang hooligang, bang with the tool again 

Bang with the Dip gang, bang bang bang 

Verse 2 

Cam'ron: 

When I was locked up on the Island on them seagulls you was wildin' 

U was smilin', can't blame me for that, for that 

When you came up on a visit and the piff you had to slip it 

I won't forget, I wanna thank you for that, for that 

Yeah, now your ass, I'm huggin' it and know was no debatin' it 

Killa Cam is lovin' it and them niggaz, thye hatin' it 

Yeah they hatin' it, apple bottom, cracked they back 

Daddy back? Daddy back, North, South, Cackalack 

Matter fact (matter fact) 

We flippin' like a acrobat 

Money like them Arabics, here's my dick, have a sip 

Havin' it (havin' it) 

Yeah suck it till you smack your lips 

After that, see your hubbie, ask him can you have a kiss 

Now what's the ratio that you married a crazy hoe 

That wanna give her man head right after felacio 

Yeah felacio, that's when you grab her face and go 

Uh uh uh uh uh uh, taste it hoe 

In her mouth I had to place it yo 

I let her hang out (why) she ain't have a place to go 

But I let her go with Zeke in the Cadillac 

Daddy back? Daddy back, haagh haagh, asthma attack 

Hook 

Verse 3 

Juelz Santana: 

They love this slow flow, they love the slow strokes 

The bitch want me to lay her, call me Ozo 

She love the fast whips, she love the fast dick 

She love to jumpoff, we call it a mash pit 

Big black Cadillac, extra wheel in the back 

Just incase we catch a flat, tell her bitch change that 

Yeah women got that love for me 

They love R Kelly and I love to pee 

I got no game, trust in me 

I just ask 'em if they wanna pop, like bubbly 

Freekey Zeekey: 

But how my Caddy be slidin' through 

Slidin' more bitches than you riders with them dollars 

You can't handle what my Prada do 

Imagine me, hoppin' out, diamonds, couple bottles ooh 

Prada shades, pockets full, 730 rowdy dudes 

Mami who you married to, Freek can get in that or two 

Say you through, say you rather ride with this rapper dude 

Watch her walk in the Caddy, no niggaz laugh at you 

Daddy's back? Daddy's back 

Ride off in the Cadillac 

Hook