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Daddy Pleasure

[D.Barazzoni] Distratta per niente Non lo trovo divertente ma Di fermarmi proprio non mi va Costretta da sempre A viaggiare con la mente Mi riparo

've been thinking of I wanna hear you say When the lights go down Feelings coming round, do you think of me? Do you picture me? Do you like it baby when I call you daddy

up a fight? was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right well one man's trash is another man's treasure one man's pain is another man's pleasure one

Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz

stay at the top spot When you're breakin' me down, just like a chop shop Cuttin' like some blades on a caddy That's how you're workin' me, daddy Every

this, he shouldn't wear that Pleasure at leisure, make mine a double measure with friends Fashion tardis down at Que Vadis Who laughs the longest, who drives the hardest Pleasure

stay at the top spot When you're breakin' me down, just like a chop shop Cuttin' like some blades on a caddy That's how you're workin' me, daddy Every

boy But that big city bottom fill me up with joy Ain't life grand? Live it up daddy Here go da whisper song, baby this is us, ready? Put it on me, enthusiastically

, they don't like it Somebody remind me when's the right time When's the right time to let go Dear, whoever the fuck is listenin' Tell me of the pleasures