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Fucked Ya Father Video (MV)




Performed By: AdrianXpression
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Adrian X




AdrianXpression - Fucked Ya Father Lyrics
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Yeah, I'm a fag, but I f*cked ya dad
And like Michael Jackson, that nigga was bad
You call me a sissy you say that I'm prissy
But ya father just DM'd me begging to kiss me
I'm spending his cash, I'm swiping his cards
He gives you allowance, he gives me a car
You hating ass maggot you say I'm a faggot
But ya dad saw my ass and he reaching to grab it
You been a knock off and I'm top of the line
If I am a pussy, then lives I got nine
Walked in on us f*cking then you started crying
Say hi to your step-mom, bitch I'm next in line
I ain't wanna do this but you put me through it
You call me a faggot I wanted to prove it
You piss me off then I make your jaw drop cuz
I'm sending you pics of him sucking my cock
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch, don't bother
If fags make you mad then so should your dad
I like what I like I am what I am, bitch
I'll take your uncle and I'll steal your man
Why do you wear that? Bitch cuz I can
Y'all out here looking like a Tucan Sam
I'll rock a crop top just for your man
And I'll send him back to you but I'll take his bands
I'm gay, I'm laid, I'm paid, self-made
You broke but worried bout my bed-mates
I'm not talking weather but I'm got some degrees
I'm not talking prayer but you stay on your knees
I f*cked your dad and I came in his eye
Nick Fury-ed that nigga then I made him drive
Y'all both in the car while Im watching from in the crib
Y'all crashed and burned cuz he couldn't see shit.
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
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English

Yeah, I'm a fag, but I f*cked ya dad
And like Michael Jackson, that nigga was bad
You call me a sissy you say that I'm prissy
But ya father just DM'd me begging to kiss me
I'm spending his cash, I'm swiping his cards
He gives you allowance, he gives me a car
You hating ass maggot you say I'm a faggot
But ya dad saw my ass and he reaching to grab it
You been a knock off and I'm top of the line
If I am a pussy, then lives I got nine
Walked in on us f*cking then you started crying
Say hi to your step-mom, bitch I'm next in line
I ain't wanna do this but you put me through it
You call me a faggot I wanted to prove it
You piss me off then I make your jaw drop cuz
I'm sending you pics of him sucking my cock
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch, don't bother
If fags make you mad then so should your dad
I like what I like I am what I am, bitch
I'll take your uncle and I'll steal your man
Why do you wear that? Bitch cuz I can
Y'all out here looking like a Tucan Sam
I'll rock a crop top just for your man
And I'll send him back to you but I'll take his bands
I'm gay, I'm laid, I'm paid, self-made
You broke but worried bout my bed-mates
I'm not talking weather but I'm got some degrees
I'm not talking prayer but you stay on your knees
I f*cked your dad and I came in his eye
Nick Fury-ed that nigga then I made him drive
Y'all both in the car while Im watching from in the crib
Y'all crashed and burned cuz he couldn't see shit.
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
I f*cked ya father
Bitch don't bother
I'm the realest in the game
And that's why he hollered
While you hatin' gays
Ya dad says my name
And If you passed away
We would f*ck on ya grave
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Writer: Adrian X
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