Juvenile

Juvenile - Who's Ya Daddy lyrics

[Juvenile]

Girl you're lookin' like a '4 dropped low to the ground

Ooh, I like it when you shake it up and swing it around

Don't stop, ooh, you servin' it now

Have a nigga lookin' for you, searchin' around

I tried to pass you up but you're lookin' so hot

Got my dick gettin' stiffer than a robot

You not lookin' concerned about what a hoe got

You just layin' it down right there in yo' spot

When you pass a nigga, come to a slow stop

Wonderin' how I'm lookin' when the clothes drop

Fresh out of the fingernail and toe shop

Lookin' real, I gotta get her when the hoe pop

She got a shape, ain't nothin' fake, she in the race

Her pretty face, I'd give her a 7 or 8

Or maybe 9 if she really fine

Side and behind with a lady mind

Diamonds, she genuine...

[Chorus]

Let your hair down girl, you already know

(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go

Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo

Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?

[Juvenile]

Your big, fine, don't be scared, put your hands up

Give me a minute, you ain't gotta give your man up

In a relationship, I understand, and what?

He ain't focusin' right now, so we CAN fuck

Move - shake - bounce - pop

Pancake it, pull it over at the bus stop

Swing it back around, stop it there and make it wiggle

Put it in reverse and back it up just a little

It ain't your birthday, nope, it ain't your birthday

But I'ma treat you like that, if you can serve me

Girl you a stallion, let me take you to the derby

I bet a hundred that you gon' be up in first place

(Pose - move - stop - walk)

Shit, I think you more finer than the block talk

Ladies, put your hands up if you need to get dropped off

Up even higher if you wanna leave in my car

[Chorus]

Let your hair down girl, you already know

(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go

Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo

Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?...

Uh-hu... uh-hu... uh-hu...

[Juvenile]

Like it when you be dressin' all fancy

And your lips be lookin' like candy

Come here and get you a sip of this Brandy

Let me think a size off of what I can see

You musta been eatin' by grannies

Cause that ass lookin' phat in them panties

Tryin' to treat you like one of my family

And I won't be actin' like your man be

I'm the shit lil' mama, just chance me

Cause you're lookin' at a more advanced me

Now drop it, and pop it, and shake it like a dog

Look back at a gangsta when you're catchin' the wall

[Chorus]

Let your hair down girl, you already know

(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go

Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo

Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?

You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?

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