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Concrete Boys - Where Yo Daddy Lyrics
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Mwah

I'ma block his number if he triple text (Booo)
You could take me shoppin', but you still can't get no sex (the f*ck?)
Nina liked my chains, but told me I need a watch next (yeah, yeah)
Folks seen I got heart and put me in a Chrome Rolex (go, go)
Why these bitches mad at me? Because I'm goin' up (not da 2)
Don't call me a car if you not gettin' me a truck (yeah, yeah)
She said she got next, but she not movin', think she stuck (okay)
I'm my daddy daughter, I ain't ever been no punk (KB)
Punk, punk, punk
Never been a ho
If my sister get to actin' sloppy, then its time to go (yeah, yeah)
Talkin' on the beat, I give a f*ck? ('Crete)
They think my iron low (Us)
Just got off the flight, I'm in L.A., I'm finna like Lil Moe (damn)
Bitches chasin' dick, and that's exactly where they lost me (okay)
I just sold a script of Percs' for double what it cost me (okay)
I dropped my first song, in the same day the label called me (damn, damn)
Know these niggas fragile, so I'm lettin' them down softly (it's Booo)

Where yo daddy at? Bitch, where yo' daddy? (Where he at?)
Bitch say she got smoke with me, I respond, "What the addy?"
I pull up in black truck, GMC, or I go Caddy
Happily alone, because these bitches go out sadly
Somebody tell Nat' to let me help her produce Baddies (go)
Fifty-thousand plus around my neck, it shine like Stanley ('Crete)
They mad that I'm rappin' to get bread and feed my family (damn, damn)
Tired of you hoes, that's why I'm always poppin' Addys (Us)
Where yo daddy at? Bitch, where yo' daddy?
Bitch say she got smoke with me, I respond, "What the addy?"
I pull up in black truck, GMC, or I go Caddy
Happily alone, because these bitches go out sadly
Somebody tell Nat' to let me help her produce Baddies (go)
Fifty-thousand plus around my neck, it shine like Stanley ('Crete)
They mad that I'm rappin' to get bread and feed my family (damn, damn)
Tired of you hoes, that's why I'm always poppin' Addys (Us)

KB
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Mwah

I'ma block his number if he triple text (Booo)
You could take me shoppin', but you still can't get no sex (the f*ck?)
Nina liked my chains, but told me I need a watch next (yeah, yeah)
Folks seen I got heart and put me in a Chrome Rolex (go, go)
Why these bitches mad at me? Because I'm goin' up (not da 2)
Don't call me a car if you not gettin' me a truck (yeah, yeah)
She said she got next, but she not movin', think she stuck (okay)
I'm my daddy daughter, I ain't ever been no punk (KB)
Punk, punk, punk
Never been a ho
If my sister get to actin' sloppy, then its time to go (yeah, yeah)
Talkin' on the beat, I give a f*ck? ('Crete)
They think my iron low (Us)
Just got off the flight, I'm in L.A., I'm finna like Lil Moe (damn)
Bitches chasin' dick, and that's exactly where they lost me (okay)
I just sold a script of Percs' for double what it cost me (okay)
I dropped my first song, in the same day the label called me (damn, damn)
Know these niggas fragile, so I'm lettin' them down softly (it's Booo)

Where yo daddy at? Bitch, where yo' daddy? (Where he at?)
Bitch say she got smoke with me, I respond, "What the addy?"
I pull up in black truck, GMC, or I go Caddy
Happily alone, because these bitches go out sadly
Somebody tell Nat' to let me help her produce Baddies (go)
Fifty-thousand plus around my neck, it shine like Stanley ('Crete)
They mad that I'm rappin' to get bread and feed my family (damn, damn)
Tired of you hoes, that's why I'm always poppin' Addys (Us)
Where yo daddy at? Bitch, where yo' daddy?
Bitch say she got smoke with me, I respond, "What the addy?"
I pull up in black truck, GMC, or I go Caddy
Happily alone, because these bitches go out sadly
Somebody tell Nat' to let me help her produce Baddies (go)
Fifty-thousand plus around my neck, it shine like Stanley ('Crete)
They mad that I'm rappin' to get bread and feed my family (damn, damn)
Tired of you hoes, that's why I'm always poppin' Addys (Us)

KB
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Writer: Brandon Mitchell, Karrah Schuster, Spencer Jewesson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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