| 作曲 : Cottrell, Johnson | |
| Daddy? | |
| [Chorus x4:] | |
| I wanna be just like you | |
| When I grow up. Yes I do | |
| [Verse one - Bizarre] | |
| Son, you don't wanna be just like your daddy. | |
| Pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies. | |
| Runnin round town, fuckin geezers. | |
| Shot's in your ass, catchin diseases. | |
| Son, your daddy got a foul mouth. | |
| For fuckin bitches in they foul mouth. | |
| I can't help it, my group's D12. | |
| All we do is pop pills and stay in jail. | |
| Talkin nasty shit, Bizarre wont stop. | |
| I fuck two twins, with a midget on top. | |
| A sick mind, raping an old lady. | |
| Knowing damn well Bizarre shouldn't have a baby, | |
| All I can teach you, learn how to mac. | |
| Smoke crack, smack a bitch when she talk back. | |
| Matta fact slap your sister, she's a slut. | |
| Don't you realize Bizarre don't give a fuck? (Hahaha) | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| [Verse two - Bizarre] | |
| Don't go to school, become a catholic priest. | |
| Sell crack to your auntie Denise. | |
| If auntie Denise is short 40 cent | |
| Make her get on the ground and suck some more dick. | |
| Nas is probably gon hate me. | |
| When Mos Def hear this he probably gon suffocate me. | |
| Why they let Bizarre rap on Hi-Tek track? | |
| All he gon do is talk about whores and smoking crack. | |
| If your wife is pregnant I call her a whore. | |
| Leave her no money and go out on tour. | |
| Nah, I'm playin leave her sumptin. (Hahaha) | |
| I pack a hotdog and a fuckin dirty muffin. (Damn) | |
| You're my son, I'm trynna teach you sumptin. | |
| You're eight years old? It's time to start fuckin. | |
| You know daddy wont give you the wrong advice. | |
| Smoke weed and listen to Obie Trice. (Hahaha) | |
| [Chorus x8] | |
| [Outro - Bizarre] | |
| I'm tellin ya all I do is pop pills and stay high. | |
| Tell them bitches to suck my dick. | |
| Aha! I'm prepared. Yeah. | |
| Motherfuckin role model. | |
| Hi-Tek. |
| zuo qu : Cottrell, Johnson | |
| Daddy? | |
| Chorus x4: | |
| I wanna be just like you | |
| When I grow up. Yes I do | |
| Verse one Bizarre | |
| Son, you don' t wanna be just like your daddy. | |
| Pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies. | |
| Runnin round town, fuckin geezers. | |
| Shot' s in your ass, catchin diseases. | |
| Son, your daddy got a foul mouth. | |
| For fuckin bitches in they foul mouth. | |
| I can' t help it, my group' s D12. | |
| All we do is pop pills and stay in jail. | |
| Talkin nasty shit, Bizarre wont stop. | |
| I fuck two twins, with a midget on top. | |
| A sick mind, raping an old lady. | |
| Knowing damn well Bizarre shouldn' t have a baby, | |
| All I can teach you, learn how to mac. | |
| Smoke crack, smack a bitch when she talk back. | |
| Matta fact slap your sister, she' s a slut. | |
| Don' t you realize Bizarre don' t give a fuck? Hahaha | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Verse two Bizarre | |
| Don' t go to school, become a catholic priest. | |
| Sell crack to your auntie Denise. | |
| If auntie Denise is short 40 cent | |
| Make her get on the ground and suck some more dick. | |
| Nas is probably gon hate me. | |
| When Mos Def hear this he probably gon suffocate me. | |
| Why they let Bizarre rap on HiTek track? | |
| All he gon do is talk about whores and smoking crack. | |
| If your wife is pregnant I call her a whore. | |
| Leave her no money and go out on tour. | |
| Nah, I' m playin leave her sumptin. Hahaha | |
| I pack a hotdog and a fuckin dirty muffin. Damn | |
| You' re my son, I' m trynna teach you sumptin. | |
| You' re eight years old? It' s time to start fuckin. | |
| You know daddy wont give you the wrong advice. | |
| Smoke weed and listen to Obie Trice. Hahaha | |
| Chorus x8 | |
| Outro Bizarre | |
| I' m tellin ya all I do is pop pills and stay high. | |
| Tell them bitches to suck my dick. | |
| Aha! I' m prepared. Yeah. | |
| Motherfuckin role model. | |
| HiTek. |
| zuò qǔ : Cottrell, Johnson | |
| Daddy? | |
| Chorus x4: | |
| I wanna be just like you | |
| When I grow up. Yes I do | |
| Verse one Bizarre | |
| Son, you don' t wanna be just like your daddy. | |
| Pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies. | |
| Runnin round town, fuckin geezers. | |
| Shot' s in your ass, catchin diseases. | |
| Son, your daddy got a foul mouth. | |
| For fuckin bitches in they foul mouth. | |
| I can' t help it, my group' s D12. | |
| All we do is pop pills and stay in jail. | |
| Talkin nasty shit, Bizarre wont stop. | |
| I fuck two twins, with a midget on top. | |
| A sick mind, raping an old lady. | |
| Knowing damn well Bizarre shouldn' t have a baby, | |
| All I can teach you, learn how to mac. | |
| Smoke crack, smack a bitch when she talk back. | |
| Matta fact slap your sister, she' s a slut. | |
| Don' t you realize Bizarre don' t give a fuck? Hahaha | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Verse two Bizarre | |
| Don' t go to school, become a catholic priest. | |
| Sell crack to your auntie Denise. | |
| If auntie Denise is short 40 cent | |
| Make her get on the ground and suck some more dick. | |
| Nas is probably gon hate me. | |
| When Mos Def hear this he probably gon suffocate me. | |
| Why they let Bizarre rap on HiTek track? | |
| All he gon do is talk about whores and smoking crack. | |
| If your wife is pregnant I call her a whore. | |
| Leave her no money and go out on tour. | |
| Nah, I' m playin leave her sumptin. Hahaha | |
| I pack a hotdog and a fuckin dirty muffin. Damn | |
| You' re my son, I' m trynna teach you sumptin. | |
| You' re eight years old? It' s time to start fuckin. | |
| You know daddy wont give you the wrong advice. | |
| Smoke weed and listen to Obie Trice. Hahaha | |
| Chorus x8 | |
| Outro Bizarre | |
| I' m tellin ya all I do is pop pills and stay high. | |
| Tell them bitches to suck my dick. | |
| Aha! I' m prepared. Yeah. | |
| Motherfuckin role model. | |
| HiTek. |
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