he is so fly we all know why ten out of ten of all the zaddy men love the way he pauses hotter than Bob Ross is wait, ah, um, let me, uh, think about it the man’s a whole mood, don't you ever doubt it from a dinosaur park to the Grandmaster's throne he’s the only silver fox who can make us all moan who's your Zaddy? (uh, yes, mmmmmmmmmmmm) who's your Zaddy? (oh yeah daddy) who's your Zaddy? (yes, mmmmmmmmmmmm) who's your Zaddy? (make me your baby baddie) gold blooming gold blooming gold blooming meow six foot four, all legs, zero shame whisper sweet filth Zaddy say my name chest hair glisten as his belt hits the floor got me on my knees Zaddy I need more one drop of water on the back of my hand It's the chaos theory that you don't understand bite my lip, slap my ass, grab my hips, lock the door call me clever girl while I beg on the floor he is so fly we all know why even hotter than the great Morgan Freeman love the way he stutters my name let him take charge no shame who's your Zaddy? (uh, yes, mmmmmmmmmmmm) who's your Zaddy? (oh yeah daddy) who's your Zaddy? (yes, mmmmmmmmmmmm) who's your Zaddy? (make me your baby baddie) gold blooming gold blooming gold blooming meow gold blooming gold blooming gold blooming meow
