Daddy’s Home Sir Mix-a-Lot

[Intro]
When did the rules change in this game, man?
Baller crowns are earned, they're never bought
Nowadays you got cats that will uh
Rent a look, rent some pimps
Rent some big booty girls for your video
But your daddy's home, and the rent is due
So pay your rent now

[Chorus]
(Can you dig it, pimpin' with the)
My daddy's home
(Can you dig it, pimpin' with the) (Yeah)
My daddy's home
(Can you dig it, pimpin' with the) (Woo)

[Verse 1]
These acrobatic rap bastards, they passed us
But I'm poppin' sugar snaps and sellin' things like Al Hadith
I've been keepin' up on game while you been sleepin' on your cheese
I've graded your rap skills but you livin' on your knees
Now twirl around my keys, huh? Take a step in my boots
Chocolate brown gator uppers makes these hizzoes get loose
And Lexus fizzles and deuce-o's, twist rubber toes
All cover hoes like bling-heavy [?]
But Too Short taught me this:
Best to get in where you fit in, put your cock and not your Glock in
And lock it in, good game off the meat rack
Nighttime out at Seatac [?] with the C-back
You believe that (Believe that) perfect piece of mack
Old [?] man a vet' close [?] with a stick
And you done with that image yet? Rent's due
All you brothers knew, the boss' daddy's back for his revenue
Pay me baby