in that nigga? you need to get with a nigga like me  for real  does he
 got one of these GS 4's? Navigator system and everything  word up....

 Chorus   (Singing) Thats all I wanted  was someone special  someone
 sacred in my life  Baby won't you be my Daddy Figure......

 Verse 1
 I regulated you from fake dudes to lake views
 minks with laced jewels
 nails, hairdo's and facials
 placed you in snake shoes
 did it up right, took the six night seven day cruise
 the beige creludes
 your pockets stay full, upgraded you, made me wait too
 I made you my suede boo, main chick, wifey and Angel
 put ten Karrots on your wrist, five on your ankle
 my whole angle, allow you in my triangle
 to shine and twinkle, eat steak off a platinum single
 these other cats is rectangles, they sweat bad girls
 they Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winkles
 but now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringles
 and all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea food menu's
 push whips, hit all the venues
 fly gear sharp as Ginsu's
 stare at the other pairs of gym shoes
 as long as you continue, to keep it genu
 never pretend to, I know its in you
 the true Mommi, jigged out female Armani
 with tight Nani, sippin' on Cristal and Donny
 roll with mad Parmesani
 pretty the most, no lactose, had to play you close
 fataly attracted like Glen Close
 made other men ghost
 staright overdose of high post
 you rollin' with me, rich mans wife live your life in luxury,
 deluxe VP's
 hologram covered T.V''s
 300 E with the CD
 sip Martini's in Tahiti
 Jamaican Rum inside the Kiwi
 play the major leagues, them other cats is pee-wee
 they see me and you boo, plush cribs in Malibu
 I'll profile with you, push my whip a mile or two
 you can have it all 'cause I like the style in you
 all you gotta do is be real and stay true
 chill in the Jacuzzi with the G tatoo by ya lap boo
 we can run around and act fool
 your Daddy Figure, the one that got love for you kid....

 Chorus 2X

 Verse 2:
 Yo, we could sip ale on rocks
 sail on yachts
 rock the Rolex watch with hail on top
 boot knock, eat Lobster tail on docks
 Cristal inside the ice pail dont stop
 drop top, SEL, cell on lock
 gift shop, come out of Bloomingdales on cots
 you think not? you could see though
 go from Moschino to Tuxedo's
 as long as you only fuck me though
 house with the twin gazebo's
 Ceelo's, with the Champaigne orders by the waters of Puerto Rico
 peep the live show featuring Tito
 rockin' your fly Donna's
 private jet to the Bahamas
 you still knockin' all the Mommas
 premadonna on the set
 mad fly jewels around the neck
 cut perfect
 the linen skirt set
 didn't even flip the long Sable fur yet
 the iced out burgette with the matchin' purse set
 five thousand when the Shanelle was purchased
 strictly for the purpose
 I stress you to roll with mine
 lookin' live
 close from a day old drive, push a five
 jet ski drive, skooba-dive
 live not survive, tryin' to keep it alive
 watch the sun rise, clear blue skies
 too fly
 the sunshine got the ice blindin' your eye
 high priced merchandise shipped over shores
 seven Karrots out of Paris on the Concord
 with a fine broad
 bottle of wine poured
 bungalos
 bundles of ones with O's
 braodway shows, fly condos
 sweet as Pendinico, Tiger skins Albino
 live with Tony Bennet on piano, white lacker combo
 me and you cat, yo, we can see that, you in the new Spider
 me inside the navy blue Viper
 with the pipers, covered in some silk fibers
 millionaire type of wife to, brighten ta life up
 got you under the wing
 maybe run you my name
 everything one and the same
 your Daddy Figure who adore you
 spend for you
 bend for you
 hurt up other men for you
 down to bust around for you
 stick somebody in the ground for you
 kid, I'll hold it down for you
 I'll catch a round for you
 I'll lounge for you
 you know the deal, I love you to death just keep it real yo.....

 Chorus 2X