Lyrics:
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Fighting to live to see tomorrow
This place is haunted by the pain of my sins
On this all hallowed eve of Samhain
Please come in but beware
You're in for
You want to overthrow me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
To marry this young nigga in his own special
You want to overthrow me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
To marry this young nigga in his own special
no dough, fo'sho'
You can be my best friend but Em might get mad
Don't call me Daddy bitch, I fuck better than your dad
Let me get up in that ass
as he grew up in the mix
Watchin' his mother hang around men
that slang the cain to make them licks
Strugglin' year after year switchin' daddy to daddy
I thought life was a gamble (jit)
You catch a charge now your life is in shambles
Daddy in jail, but your son need them Pampers (dad)
You telling
About 100 miles an hour, nigga
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, ball out
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put
and
Go flip a trick for them dimes
Little mama must be sick
Because she's cold than a mother
Looking like her daddy pitching because
She throwed than
the wifey put on her make-up
Tell my daughters get in the car
We're going to the Shopping Centre (yay)
Right after the Services (awwhh)
Daddy's gotta hustle
daddy
I wanna ride u like a Harley
New tricks
I wanna learn u like a hobby
Met chu down stairs,
Don’t tell no body
turned out by my triple X
It's nothin new - I've ran up in a few
Hit the party had the hardest G's cuffin them too
Cause I'm a mack, the whole world
talking slow
No cap I ain't answering No more
Another number
I hate that trick
Niggas bending back
Matrix in the whip
Whole baby with the clip
Matrix with
Ain't unique to South London tie-ins
Courted by the niche of childhood
A relative short part of my life
But when progress is idle
Think back to relatives
ins, stack while you still po pimpin up in a old Lac
You got to school me though
Got me everything down to my kings so you owe it to dough
Treat a trick
wanna talk so I told her send the addy
Questions like (what is this?) What are we? (Are you happy?)
A hundred missed calls 'cause I'm workin' in Miami
number one, duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' projects
With a - with a Sebring, and with - with a rag off
Y'na'mean? Y-you not ballin' like that
a king fa dat
Seen us on da gram
Baby daddy mad
I feel you
You gave her ya rib
But no baby back
I woke up this morning with a clearer vision
Bitch by my
EVER WANNA FACE OFF
STOPPED IN THE AIRPORT BY THE DEA
TALKIN BOUT LARGE CASH TOOK 16K
KEPT IT 4.0 LIKE A GPA
IM IN ROUTE WITH IT NOW WATS YA ETA
I stick by the code
Sit back in the cut watch you niggas expose
U really some hoes
The first one to fold
Niggas love biting the hand that feed em'
But
a brick
They be staring all the time it's seeming like I did a trick
Sometimes I sin like trigonometry, but it ain't commonly
Do the dash don't mean
the mushroom head of his dick
He still gon' go back to thme hoes cause in his heart he a trick
And yo bank account lookin' low
My pimpin' is straight lookin'
alive, clutching on his hammer
World full of problems, ain't nobody got a answer
Mommy in the grave, daddy gettin' high
Bills steady rollin' in, he
in Miami it feel like
Orlando with all this magic
Hop in this black booth
Late night this shit Jurassic ?
Forgot my eyes
They get shot just like
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