Who's Ya Daddy Lyrics - Reality Check - 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 

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 voodoo 

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? 

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 

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? 

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 

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?