Custom — Daddy lyrics

I want to be an addict
I want to be a whore
I want to be a headcase
With no apparent cure
I want not to be responsible
For the things i do and say
To be considered a mad genius
For the idiots i blow away

I'm all up in this girl whose
Husband is a cop
Should i stop

Hell no
Hell no

I want to be eccentric in the
Hughsian
Sense of the word
I want to be cooked up and filleted
Never to be served
I want to carry out coups
Military and the like
To kidnap royal daughters from
Big palaces at night
I want to do the things
They say can never be done
I want to pass every lesser car
In my lemans prepped mclaren f1

I'm all up in this girl whose
Husband is a cop
Should i stop

Hell no

Should i stop

Hell no

But i think i'm being followed
I get all skitchy it's hard
To swallow
Maybe i'm just wallowing
In self pity
Maybe it's just this psycho city
Or the fact that she's so
Fucking pretty

I want the dealers to roll
Me fatties
Pimps pick me up in their in-the-
Mud caddies
Thugs lay down their gatties and
Battles
I want every last motherfucking
Bad guy to call me daddy

Who's your daddy

You can call me daddy
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