Daddy Figure

(Talking) whasup girl?, I know that ya man and all but yo, what you see

In that nigga? you need to get with a nigga like me, for real, does he

Got one of these GS-4's? Navigator system and everything, word up....

Chorus - (Singing) Thats all I wanted, was someone special, someone

Sacred in my life, Baby won't you be my Daddy Figure......

Verse 1

I regulated you from fake dudes to lake views

Minks with laced jewels

Nails, hairdo's and facials

Placed you in snake shoes

Did it up right, took the six night seven day cruise

The beige creludes

Your pockets stay full, upgraded you, the whole way through

I made you my suede boo, main chick, wifey and Angel

Put ten Karrots on your wrist, five on your ankle

My whole angle, allow you in my triangle

To shine and twinkle, eat steak off a platinum single

'Em other cats is rectangles, they sweat bad girls

They Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winkles

But now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringles

And all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea food menu's

Push whips, hit all the venues

Fly gear sharp as Ginsu's

Stare at the other pairs of gym shoes

As long as you continue, to keep it genu

Never pretend to, I know its in you

The true Mommi, jigged out female Armani

With tight Nani, holdin' on Cristal and Donny

Roll with mad Parmesani

Pretty the most, no lactose, had to play you close

Fataly attracted like Glen Close

Made other men ghost

Staright overdose of high post

You rollin' with me, rich mans wife live your life in luxury

Deluxe VP's

Hologram covered T.V''s

300 E with the CD

Sip Martini's in Tahiti

Jamaican Rum inside the Kiwi

Play the major leagues, them other cats is pee-wee

They see me and you boo, plush cribs in Malibu

I'll profile with you, push my whip a mile or two

You can have it all cause I like the style in you

All you gotta do is be real and stay true

Chill in the Jacuzzi with the G tatoo by ya lap boo

We can run around and act fool

Your Daddy Figure, the one that got love for you kid....

Chorus 2X

Verse 2:

Yo, we could sip ale on rocks

Sail on yachts

Rock the Rolex watch with hail on top

Boot knock, eat Lobster tail on docks

Cristal inside the ice pail dont stop

Drop top, SEL, cell on lock

Gift shop, come out of Bloomingdales on cots

You think not? you could see though

Go from Moschino to Tuxedo's

As long as you only fuck me though

House with the twin gazebo's

Ceelo's, with the Champaigne orders by the waters of Puerto Rico

Peep the live show featuring Tito

Rockin' your fly Donna's

Private jet to the Bahamas

You still knockin' all the Mommas

Premadonna on the set

Mad fly jewels around the neck

Cut perfect

The linen skirt set

Didn't even flip the long Sable fur yet

The iced out burgette with the matchin' purse set

Five thousand when the Chanel was purchased

Strictly for the purpose

I stress you to roll with mine

Lookin' live

Close from a day old drive, push a five

Jet ski drive, skooba-dive

Live not survive, tryin' to keep it alive

See the sun rise, clear blue skies

Too fly

The sunshine got the ice blindin' your eye

High priced merchandise shipped over shores

Seven Karrots out of Paris on the Concord

With a fine broad

Bottle of wine poured

Bungalos

Bundles of ones with O's

Broadway shows, fly condos

Sweet as Pendinico, Tiger skins Albino

Live with Tony Bennet on piano, white lacker combo

Me and you cat, yo, we can see that, you in the new Spider

Me inside the navy blue Viper

With the pipers, covered in some silk fibers

Millionaire type of life, your future wife(?)

Got you under the wing

Maybe run you my name

Everything one and the same

Your Daddy Figure who adore you

Spend for you

Bend for you

Hurt up other men for you

Down to bust around for you

Stick somebody in the ground for you

Kid, I'll hold it down for you

I'll catch a round for you

I'll lounge for you

You know the deal, I love you to death just keep it real yo.....

Chorus 2X