Babygirl, you're a spitfire
Babygirl, you're a spitfire
You had plans to fly away?
Wanna get back at your dad?
I'll try my hardest, boss
Your throat can handle it
Get all up in my face
Just looking out for dad
Spread me like a slice of toast
Not staring, just noticing
You have to start somewhere
Parent teacher meeting
We'll teach you hand by hand
Step up your game, boy
Movies and naked chill
Get in here and mess with it