Trinidad James - Dad lyrics

[Intro] Dad, dad, dad, dad... [Hook] I can hurt your feelings, man b**h I'm your dad Futuristic Nikes on b**h I'm your dad Your momma gon' f** the kid b**h I'm your dad She like how I slap that a** b**h who your dad I come in the party and I straight to the back So fresh and so clean I look like Andre 3 stacks She rubbin' on that big boy she say she want some dad b**h who your dad b**h who your dad [Verse 1:] Show I.D. before you get in, b**h I ain't playin' R.I.P to Shawty Lo cause I am the man (Bankhead!) Imma have to tax a b**h cause I'm Uncle Sam Imma f** your couch-a, n***a, call me Rick James My chain like a lightning bolt, b**h, call me Usain If that p**y wet, b**h, you can call me again Blocked her in my DMs, then I slid in her friend's I got snipers on my Instagram cause that's a in-trend So high feel my heart beat I look like Eddie Kane I do what I want I don't think I'm gonna change I don't trust a bloat n***a cause we ain't the same Listen to yo daddy, let me put you on game [Hook] I can hurt your feelings, man b**h I'm your dad Futuristic Nikes on b**h I'm your dad Your momma gon' f** the kid b**h I'm your dad She like how I slap that a** b**h who your dad I come in the party and I straight to the back So fresh and so clean I look like Andre 3 stacks She rubbin' on that big boy she say she want some dad b**h who your dad b**h who your dad [Verse 2:] Dad dressed like a cholo, b**hes calling me papi I might f** your teacher so that you pa** your spanish f**in' on a boat you know that dad out here wildin' Ralph Simmons the sweater, they like how I be stylish Dad's still out here pimpin, pull up wippin the Caddy Your sister want the dick, your auntie throwin the panties I got on ten rings, b**h, no I'm not married My college b**h 21, I feel like savage I got my own record label, I can't be managed 20 points a game, whoo, James is not average 20k today, James out here havin' C-notes for my kids, dad out here splashin' [Hook] I can hurt your feelings, man b**h I'm your dad Futuristic Nikes on b**h I'm your dad Your momma gon' f** the kid b**h I'm your dad She like how I slap that a** b**h who your dad I come in the party and I straight to the back So fresh and so clean I look like Andre 3 stacks She rubbin' on that big boy she say she want some dad b**h who your dad b**h who your dad