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Father - Xhulooo
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Father Xhulooo

Father - Xhulooo
[Intro]
One thing about me, bruh, like— I just know, like—
If I'm not first, bruh, I'm never gon' be last, I can never lose, like—
No matter how much you try one-up me
There's no, like—
I don't—, I could never do that
(Drivers, start your engines)

[Chorus]
Why she call me papa? (Uh), no, I'm not her father (Yeah)
Money standin' up straight, it got good posture
Shrimp with the pasta, that girl, she a baba
Whole gang gettin' guala, put that on my mama
Steady countin' commas, we don't do the drama
Presi' Rollie with the red face, like Obama
I do what I wanna, rock out like Nirvana

[Post-Chorus]
Better give her to the gang, 'cause she goin' and you know that
And they see me in my Bain, all black, just like Kodak
We gon' take his life, tell his partner get his bro back (Get yo' bro back)
You must be a fool if you thinkin' I be on lack (You a fool)
I know rappers bitin', tell them boys give my flow back
We gon' run 'em down and surprise 'em like a throwback
Yeah, my Glock got a drum, makin' beats, ain't no Polack
Finna be on tour, travelin', I'm a nomad (Yeah)
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