[Intro]
When did the rules change in this game, man?
Baller crowns are earned, they're never bought
Nowadays you got cats that will uh
Rent a look, rent some pimps
Rent some big booty girls for your video
But your daddy's home, and the rent is due
So pay your rent now!

[Chorus]
My daddy's home (can you dig it, [?]) (yeah)
My daddy's home (can you dig it, [?]) (woo)

[Verse 1]
These acrobatic rap bastards, they passed us
But I'm poppin' sugar snaps and sellin' things like [?]
I've been keepin' up on game while you been sleepin' on your G's
I've graded your rap skills but you livin' on your knees
Now twirl around my keys, huh? Take a step in my boots
Chocolate brown gator uppers makes these hizzoes get loose
And Lexus fizzles and deuce-o's, twist rubber toes
[?] cover hoes like bling-heavy [?]
And I' done promos
But Too Short taught me this:
Best to get in where you fit in, put your cock and not your Glock in
And lock it in, good game off the meat rack
Nighttime out at Seatac [?] with the [?]-back
You believe that (believe that) perfect piece of mack
Old [?] man a vet' close [?] with a stick
And you done with that image yet? Rent's due
All you brothers knew, the boss' daddy's back for his revenue
Pay me baby!
[Chorus]
My daddy's home (yeah, Poppi Grande's collar snappin')
And I'm collecting all the rent
My daddy's home (chippers, chippers, chippers)
And I'm collecting all the rent

[Verse 2]
Since day one I've been up on this
Takin' minds with game not [?]
[?] your wrist
Oh your girl drinks Kris? Mine drinks this
And what you claim to be on records don't affect us fuck with this
I'm swingin [?] like [?] I shuffle hoes through 'tele doors
We comin' back with much more than we hit Vegas for
What you know about this? HBO pimps and hoes
Sir Mix-a-Lot hostin' some old playboy show
Nasty chicks service Mix while your buff ass trips
Got this fat man on TV gettin' lit, he the shit
Oh you got chicks, but you want big trick
And why you runnin' down to Portland and Seattle gettin' rich?
And it ain't workin' either
You need a breather from these trick-beaters and ride wit' big leaders cause you mackin' in Adidas
Boy you really need us, thought these Seattle girls were slippin?
This is Bill Gates county, fool, mega-pimpin' yeah!

[Chorus]
My daddy's home (gimme that back, huh, yeah!)
And I'm collecting all the rent
My daddy's home (what y'all expect was some old-school tales, huh?)
And I'm collecting all the rent
[Verse 3]
I move clockwise, fuck that back-in-the-day story
Ol' past tense glory new cats say that's boring
[?], six chips on my deck
Sunset we just met and first bang breakin' sweat
And this is true ballin'
Hug the curb, work the tool, cause you damned at thirty-five knockin' chicks at high school
You broke the game rules, the big manual plainly states:
If your girl is underage then your convo is fake
Probably told her you's a rich man, anything just to hook her
Little-ol' soft-mall girl, she got impressed with big whoopers
You fell in love, you never shook her ya fuckin' pedophile
Set her wild down-road and get a file and get a smile
I [?] more [?] than a crocodile hunter
Take a number, papa with the stunner tie her up and love her
Fucked her under I'm on the cover super kinky lover
Lick slut and wear rubbers did I stutter 'bout my rent, brother?

[Chorus]
My daddy's home (tryna collect these dues, huh?)
And I'm collecting all the rent
My daddy's home (baller crown's gotta come back home, know what I'm sayin?)
And I'm collecting all the rent

My daddy's home (yeah, daddy's back home, baby)
And I'm collecting all the rent
My daddy's home (I ain't driven, uh-huh)
And I'm collecting all the rent
Daddy's home
(yeah, stable got smaller but they still call me daddy, know what I'm sayin, righ?)
Daddy's home, yeah
(and y'all can't even spell Lamborghini, remember that, huh?)
My daddy's home (huh?)
(y'all couldn't find Italy on the map, hahahaha)
My daddy's home (yeah)
(I need about 10 grand, damage to posse)