Trick or Treat, Trick or Treat ( I can't say no) Trick or Treat, Trick or Treat You don't know what's right from wrong You ain't got no god damn soul Trick
s what a woman wants So give a little love Get this, you can be some big hunk Handsome, dark and tall Talk to me in foreign tongues Or with a southern drawl Or
ate or bought'cha ass a plate 'Cuz on this date we just fuckin' till it's late I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining amour I'm only out
need 'em Treat 'em like we meet 'em and never give up freedom And we only give our number to selected few And it's best that you, never knew, what good head
and place 'em where they war Dreamin' schemin' life ain't right, every word done miss a beat Pen and papers once I got them halloweens and trick or treats
hood, Pussy! What type of crime is that? But execs are like 'you from Harlem where your diamonds at?' If you're lookin for the money or the fame, the
Hard to the motherfucking core we are. The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad. Run run, we gonna tear the head piece up. Uh huh, you don't want
? But exec's are like, "You from Harlem? Where your diamonds at?" Stupid [Mojo] Can't dodge the game If you lookin for the money or the fame (oh-ohh)
With the diamond stylus, yo we cutting wax We're the super elastic bubble plastic Got ethereal material that's straight up classic You try to vex reject but you should respect Or
,you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late I ain't Romeo,Prince Charming or knight in shining armour
be a lady or soemthing. Now go to Santa Monica peer, drink a be Er, dialate, and find a trash can and kill a baby or something. Hoe, I wouldn't blow breath
still chase on, I'll replace on, punks Drunk of Dom, silk and gators Spittin words makin birds till they flock see you later Whether, drunk or high, skunk or
em Treat em like we meet em, and never give up freedom And we only give our number to selected few And it's best that you, never knew, what good head
to vex reject but you should respect Or we'll have JC send you out a FedEx * 1 So don't start to flex up in the discotheque Or we'll make you extinct
'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness in my head It
But exec's are like, "You from Harlem? Where your diamonds at?" Stupid [Mojo] Can't dodge the game If you lookin for the money or the fame (oh-ohh) The
to Live Broke or not, you ride by my side Taking pride, in 50/50 Twin ride You no gold digger, you just glad I'm shining I'm not a trick, but you deserve
game plan ain't goin' my way, I threaten to leave If we leave man the crowd goes to set or to sleep Who's better than me, diamonds'll be testin' the
