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