Father's Girl

Baby, really wanna go And I love you on da low She a diva Pon da sweeta No more Becky Give me Keisha Show your bumpa Boys, yeah She dancin' like a Navajo She feisty like a Gyarados She lookin' like a father's girl, ah, ah She dancin' like a Navajo She feisty like a Gyarados She lookin' like a father's girl, ah, ah And I'ma take you out To a place down south And I'ma take you out, yeah (Ah, yeah) And I'ma take you out To a place that's south And I'ma take you out, yeah, yeah I'm wanting a piece, girl You bring out the beast, girl (Take you out) You show me you are the one, yeah, yeah You worry the least, girl I'm looking to feast, girl (Take you out) I give you fine-ass pearls, yeah, yeah On the low, she creepin' on the low She like her Burna Boy and she dey dance to Davido, yeah Indigo, her energy, dey soul She into badda man who to love to smoke the piccolo, yeah She a diva, pon da sweeter No more Becky, give me Keisha Show your hunger, move your bumper Turn your vision, pass me number She dancin' like a Navajo She feisty like a Gyarados She lookin' like a father's girl, ah, ah She dancin' like a Navajo She feisty like a Gyarados She lookin' like a father's girl, ah, ah And I'ma take you out To a place down south And I'ma take you out, yeah (Ah, yeah) And I'ma take you out To a place that's south And I'ma take you out, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, yeah, she know, yeah Baby, really wanna go And I love you on de low And she dey smoke that piccolo I take you to the Babaloo, ah, ah You know I fire Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, nah, nah