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AbWooah
CmOooh
AbWooah
(GueCmss what)
People tell me I'm just like myAb daddy
People tell me I'm just like myGm daddy
People tell me I'm just like myEb daddy
AbMy daddy
Cause I Glie like I'Cmm lying on a rug
Get my hAbands a lil dirty, no gloves
GmEverybody welcome to the gun show
N.C.
And it go
Everybody duck down Ab Gb Fm
Its hard to love the devil, he's Ba hater Ab Gb Fm
FmA dirty hypocrite, manipulator Ab Gb Fm
FmMade a mama lose her kids
Let her go away for seventeen years Ab Gb Fm
FmNot allowed to shed a tear
Growing up with all your, phobic fears
G But people tell me Im just like my Abdaddy
People tell me I'm just like myG daddy
People tell me Im just like my Abdaddy
Oh really, hell nah (no way, no way)
Cause I lGie like I'm lying on aCm rug
Did some Abcrime even wore some black gloves
N.C.
Everybody welcome to the gun show
N.C
And we go (daddy)
Everybody duck down Ab Gb Fm
You reek of royalty, a dangerous mix Ab Gb Fm
YoCu sing of loyalty, but you the snitchin ass bitch Ab Gb
FmI tried to play it cool
DbFunny what the people do for
Money power and the fame Ab Gb Fm
Id call ya Mr. Lyon
N.C
If I did I would be lyin
Cause that ain't even your name Ab Gb Fm
But people tell me I'm just like mAby daddy
People tell me FmIm just like my Gmdaddy
They all say that you look just like your Abdaddy
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