Cage Come to daddy

[Cage Verse 1] Y'all fucked up, shoulda stuck me in ICU Cause the type of shit that I'm on , when I see you... Dollar fifty in your face, Tryin' to graze ya The lead go in the bone and your face get stuck to my razor Kick your shoulders from your head while you pleadin your case... And the little girls you with like: "yo he's gonna eat his face!" Pull out 2 nine's and an eight, two for killin' one for drillin' Hold metal to your face if you think you're supervillain Talk to women with sex and to God with a pistol Fuck a married Mossberg, my barrel's stayin' single With a pregnant pump I let shit jump out on the floor See how it moves now I leave out with tools I'll leave out the school of robots by the chorus Like when I jumped off tour bus ran home and did more dust Stick your hands up like the camera's upside down And you got pussy in your lap and you goin' fuck right now [Chorus: Camu Tao] And if you wanna get freaky and nasty We can make good in the back of the cabby Come to daddy... They wanna kill me in the club Put slugs in my mug, player I don't give a fuck Come to daddy... These punks wanna jump Come to daddy... These chickens gettin drunk Come to daddy... You want me to put slugs in ya? Come to daddy... Ok... Come to daddy... What? Come to daddy... [Camu Tao Verse 1] I fall in on that spot babe, I'm peepin' your game Swivel table round that ass girl it's lookin real good These lame frogs try to play ball, I'm used to the pitch I'll put a screen on your dames body, scoopin' your bitch So get played on that game called, losin' your shit Come redecorate your crib fast, movin' your shit I'm still peepin' out your dames ass, losin' the grip On that neck head through the plate glass Loose shoots in ya' wig Yo, Cadillac STS, with some tamed hash Tanqa Ray, grape fruit juice, stained glass And I spend cash all night and clap off twice And pack bongs tight and sip martini's fast And get ass all night... And I can come and choke you up let's all hear it Tellin' me not to do it when I swing you from the terrace Major pain to the establishment Made famous in seconds... Get props and guest spots on black plots like checkers... [Chorus: Camu Tao] And if you wanna get freaky and nasty We can make good in the back of the cabby Come to daddy... They wanna kill me in the club Put slugs in my mug, player I don't give a fuck Come to daddy... These punks wanna jump Come to daddy... These chickens gettin drunk Come to daddy... You want me to put slugs in ya? Come to daddy... Ok... Come to daddy... What? Come to daddy... [Cage Verse 2] You can't take shit too far? You can't take it far enough! You'd think Colin Powell came and A&R'ed us Pull out like pre-aids in front of your girl scandalous shit Take more strength out my finger to handle your chinc And when I leave I'll bet she'll be up on your shit list The best knockers I've seen was on a Jehovah's Witness So if you're trunk look good I'll run the Caddy Til your chickens come to daddy now come with daddy... [Camu Tao Verse 2] Yo, some ecstasy pills a bag of dope I'll make you spazz out at the wheel Makin' you smash into poles, get your head open then shatter your nose And get them bitches open crackin' laughin' at holmes Well it's on all up in the club Liberty City With these stupid bitches sniffin' on kitty lickin' on titties And the problem stops, after the collars pop Roofies have you with some ugly bitches swallowing crotch [Chorus: Camu Tao] And if you wanna get freaky and nasty We can make good in the back of the cabby Come to daddy... They wanna kill me in the club Put slugs in my mug, player I don't give a fuck Come to daddy... These punks wanna jump Come to daddy... These chickens gettin drunk Come to daddy... You want me to put slugs in ya? Come to daddy... Ok... Come to daddy... What? Come to daddy...