DONDADA! Lyrics

Parapapapara

Better cue the cameras I'm the young dondada

Burning up a comma

Give a fuck about a dollar

Finna rock the whole planet Afrika Bambaataa

What's his name?

The young god father

No leash no chain imma dog no collar

Puerto Rican flair all the mamas tryna holla

Better step back back fo my wifey have a problem

Chilling in France

I need that advance

A nubian queen

Got me stuck in her trance

She kissing my neck

And telling me plans

On how she wanna get into my pants

Now the mood I feel getting real tense

We doing some things that I don't understand

Her hands they be touching and groping and fucking

And after she wants to get into my past

So I tell her

It goes like this

Looking for a bed

And a pot for the piss

Regulating so a nigga don't miss

With the voice so gold and the style mad crisp

I got it

Let me talk my shit

Where I come from people talk with they fist

Rugged mf from the Stuy to the Wick

Yeah I'm fucking the world

With my hand on my dick

They vibe with my style they heard I'm legit

Smooth with the rock Chris Paul with the dish

They say I'm a myth

But they cannot resist

One look at the lips and they wanna submit

Making it wet like Klay in the six

I get it on my own no need for assists

Better keep your input in the back burner you don't wanna get hit with the Long Island twist like

Parapapapara

Better cue the cameras I'm the young dondada

Burning up a comma

Give a fuck bouta dolla

Finna rock the whole planet Afrika Bambaataa

What's his name?

The young god father

No leash no chain imma dog no collar

Puerto Rican flair all the mamas tryna holla

Better step back back fo my wifey have a problem

I get it I get it

I know I'm the best

All this talk bout who next

Imma put it to rest

Serving these niggas no Panda Express

Suit tie and vest bitch I'm dressed to impress

All I see is red when I'm aiming for ya chest

Lighting up the stage when I pull up for my set

Fuck the opposition and all they represent

Try as you might you cannot match my zest

I'm serenading

When I'm spiting all the bars yeah I'm marinating

I been working on my craft I been elevating

I been dropping all the heat got you levitating

Yeah you levitating

Never hesitating

Put my foot on the gas I can never fake it

Put my foot up in yo ass now yo head is vacant

When I step up in the building they be celebrating

Imma celebration fuck nigga

And don't you forget it

Maaaaan I never sweat it

Yeah don't you forget it

I'm the young dondada

Ask ya girl I'm that nigga she be sweating