Don Dada lyrics

[Intro: Kodie Shane]
Dario, turn me the f*ck up

[Chorus: Kodie Shane]
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
You better ask about me
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
Tell 'em ask about me, ask about me

[Verse 1: Kodie Shane]
Tell 'em ask about me, if she ask about me
She might say I hit her once and left
She might say that I ain't sh*t
She might say I f*cked her friend
She can say what she want 'cause she don't know sh*t
Ask about me
In class they used to laugh about me
Old teachers saying that they proud at me
Old b*tches mad, now they frowin' at me
A lotta hoes wouldn't be who they was without me
I'ma just let them talk
My diamonds, they gon' talk
Rick Owens, I can't walk

[Chorus: Kodie Shane]
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
You better ask about me
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
Tell 'em ask about me, ask about me

[Verse 2: Saucy Longwe]
He might be my son, I might be his father
Vivienne Westwood, and Moncler and the Prada
Get that for my b*tch whenever she say she got a problem
Gotta check my agenda, I just might be bending over his daughter
I don't want your wifey, I just want your daughter
Came over in a white tee and took off her garments
Momma say I got a problem, get it from my father
At the airport, off a Xanax, I wasn't nauseous
Shawty want VV's and CC dawg
Put her in CC and double G, oh
At the airport off a double G, dawg
At the airport, I almost didn't leave home
[Chorus: Kodie Shane]
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
You better ask about me
I don't want your son, but I might f*ck your daughter
Put her in Chanel, maybe buy her Prada
No, I'm not no n*gga, but I'm the Don Dada
Tell 'em ask about me, ask about me