You’re hungry, hi hungry
Yes my name is dad
I’m the baddest of the bad
Absolute mad lad
Want money, got money
Cause i’m a rad dad
I rock the socks and sandals
Got yo momma unclad
I’m a rad dad
Got my shirt tucked in
I’m a rad dad
And i take my kids hunting
I’m a rad dad
Sunglasses on my hat
I’m a rad dad
Dad bod got no diet
I’m a rad dad
New balance on my feet
I’m a rad dad
And my kids i never beat
I’m a rad dad
On the grill just flipping meat
I’m a rad dad
And i think your gift was neat
No i didn’t get a haircut, i got them all cut
Minigolf with my 5 ’cause i got the long put
And you know little boy you were my c#m shot
That yo momma could have swallowed but she decided not
I work 9-5 crammed in a cubicle
But i still make the time to watch you grow
You mean the world to me
You’re my everything
But i’ll still never say i love you
That’s just not a dad thing
I’m a rad dad
And i give out directions
I’m a rad dad
But they’re more like life lessons
I’m a rad dad
Dentist at 2:30
I’m a rad dad
But i’m in no hurry
I’m a rad dad
Hairline receding
I’m a rad dad
Never conceding
I’m a rad dad
I think i’m never wrong
I’m a rad dad
Well i know i’m never wrong
I joke cheesier than wisconsin
And look like gus johnson
But i act like ron swanson
My puns are flowing constant
I’d joke about a spaceship but it would never land
I’d joke about mj but uhh neverland
I’m sure you already know that you were never planned
But i’ll love you till the day that i drop, g#dd#mn
I’m a rad dad (rad dad)
Rad dad (rad dad)
Rad dad (rad dad)
Rad dad (rad dad)
I’m a rad dad (rad dad)
Rad dad (rad dad)
Rad dad (rad dad)
I’m a rad dad
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