Doesn’t dress like generation y
Doesn’t rap like generation z
With his air of experience
Young girls call him...mr. Daddy
Pierce him with your love, baby
Tattoo him with your heart
Show him how to feel young again
Give him back his spark
Could have wrapped you in diapers, girl
Powdered your sweet smooth ass
Pushed you on a swing
Watched you somersault on the grass
Pierce him with your love, baby
Tattoo him with your heart
Show him how to feel young again
Give him back his spark
When you danced at your school prom
Just starting out in life
Mr. Daddy paid support
To his very first ex-wife
Pierce him with your love, baby
Tattoo him with your heart
Show him how to feel young again
Give him back his spark
Nothing like the smell of a sweet flower bud
Nothing like the taste of a baby in love
Nothing like the touch of a young angel’s face
Baby, take him back to an innocent place...yeah...
So pierce him with your love, baby
Tattoo him with your heart
Show him how to feel young again
Give him back his spark
You’re dancing with mr. Daddy
You’re rapping with mr. Daddy
You’re slamming with mr. Daddy
Hip-hopping with mr. Daddy
You’re busting with mr. Daddy
Dancing
Rapping
Slamming
Hip-hopping
Busting
Yeah
