But ay trick daddy battle up for this nigga Well, let me get to my hustle I got bricks, grams, and bundles I got ki's in the muffler Birdman daddy CMB
like me (Uh, uh) But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me If you growed up the way I did You gotta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooh) Trick
teachers ain't like me But make it so bad, Pearl had seven more like me If you growed up the way I did you gots to understand Trick love the kids, Trick
Uh huh, yeah, aw, man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it? After this one you gon' need a root canal I love sugar all of it This one for all the nice
You lookin' real good baby, yes you is I just want you to know I had a wonderful time this evening But unfortunately I guess this part of the story Well
bitchs, bad bitchs [Trick Daddy] Fuck dem hoes [Trina] Fuck dem niggas [Trick Daddy] Fuck you too hoe [Trina] Fuck you nigga [Chorus: 1 Trick Daddy
Good God, aha ha Yo trick I think we done, did it again man Miami's finest, T double D Y'all know who we be I wanna be your homie, your homie, love and
'm still a pimp I don't really want ya but I just pretend 'Cause I damn near kick it with you the same way I be trippin' out with them Trick daddy won
I tellin' ya, boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin' to tell 'em You can't catch me, boy, don't upset me, boy Touch me my dog a wet 'cha, boy Never disrespect
It's hard for a nigga just to breathe in the streets Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets Nigga's bleeding in the streets So I don't go, unless
I'm sittin' in tha cut, smokin' on wha? Hataz betta watch out for tha butt I bring it to ya, wha? Bring it from ya head to ya wha? Yea, I'm real wit it
okay what's up? Shut up Okay, who's the baddest bitch Been real, been rich, been done had this shit Big Benz, big house and shit That's right, okay I been down with Trick
And they haven?t ate/ So she flex/catch a date/its her duty though/ She never h*?d but it?s the only way to go/ She turned a trick/got a bare buck/food
arm at all Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna flip the paper Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a hater Tip the dinner waiter Trick 'em like we
Mystikal, the joint on you nigga, hit this shit here I heard about you Trick brah, I know what y'all smoke down yo' way That bitch there smell dirty,
G And daddy was a G But nothin' left for him to be But a thug This is a story bout a young nigga Who's mama was a whore and his daddy was a drug dealer
see how count me in Oh, America, oh, America, yeah America, America Sweet land of Liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle and every bad doin' brotha' Sista', daddy
