Daddy's Little Girl

The Knux

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You're daddy's little girl
This is me, party out in paris
Luxury glamorous party life
You're daddy's little girl
Listen here, treat me like a favor
Luxury glamorous party life
You're daddy's little girl
Ahhh, whoa
You're daddy's little girl
Ahhh, whoa
You're daddy's little girl

I wake up in the a.m., with plans to get my day in
Who gives a damn what they said, they can't see what i'm making
My mac lip gloss my baggy, while keekee takes a nappy
Don't hang with jen cause she's a bitch and she ain't got no cashy
My daddy, my daddy he owns a hum
Who knows, who cares
All i know is i'm the heir
And there's no floss up in my hair
Paris dicky role model, 17 year old model
No i.d., know my dad, i party drink the whole bottle
Shopping sprees in italy
These 6-inch heels are killing me
My daddy give me some new wheels so they can really envy me
The beamer drop my halter top i'm hot
Now check my license plate
Rich girl, rich girl
You wished you had a life this great.

You never had a real job, you always like to peel off
Mannie hands mini benz
And beamers with the wheels off
Ain't it, ain't it something, i'm almost almost famous
In any club my vip i cut um like lorena
Bobbitt, i've been bobbin my head to my own beat
Tony and bronie just chillin' with my homies
I want more body, give 'em checks
Popular, i wear a sweater
I don't know a thing about it
But we look real good together