Lyrics:
disappearin' and shit
I'm waitin' in the cold, what the fuck is goin' on?
When you get in, give me a fuckin' call alright?
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Warn the town the beast is loose
Conflicts with night sticks
Illegal sales districts
Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich
Heretics push
Yeah
You know
I'm cool when it's just me all by myself
I'm cool when I'm in front of thirty thousand people
I'm cool when I'm with my chick
I'm
himself on vocals and synthesizers
Why don't we hear a ripping bass solo by Mr. Lennon Hartford
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Some feedback there
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trick my dad had played since I was four
He stands outside my bedroom yelling "Ho! Ho! Ho!" because
He knows I don't believe in Santa Claus
I think
Whose built by New Yitty, whose milked like two titties
And I ain't even got to say my name
I got this duck wit her legs up like, "say my name, trick
you in the streets
All alone and starvin'
But that's what you get for
Bein' out of pocket!
(Yes I'm a) pimp, player, girl layer
Money makin' trick
the minutes pissing by
My window
(Woo-oo, woo woo, woo-oo, woo woo)
Hello, Hello, I'm coming in my new skin
Hello, Hello, I'm hungry for some new skin
Hello,
"Oh my"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six-trey, like "Sick 'em, Dre"
I'm an itch that they can't
(SpiffoMadeIt) Ho
I remember when my teacher said that I won't be shit
Now I'm rich, I can't wait 'til I see that stupid bitch (racks)
Got these
get at me?"
Pull up in your hood, niggas running like a track meet
No more Rollies, I'm just buying more properties
Young niggas watching me, give
Changes in my life
(I'm coming home)
Now I know what's meaningful
(I'm coming home)
Looking back
I hear my family calling me
All my friends and loves
Ah year, alright y'all, ah
You know the game
I know sometimes
I Seem a little crazy
But I'm not too crazy in love
See I'm not a trick
I can
I'm famous
I came in this world with nuts in my palm
And drinkin' Paul Masson
In a stolen Cavalier like I took LeBron
Locked him in a basement
That's what did the trick, sir
True, sir, true
Was it quick, sir?
Did it in a tick, sir
Just like an elixir
Ought to do!
How about a bottle,
high for sure
I came in back of that Rolls, nigga I ain't stuntin' them hoes
I trick a bitch to suck dick
Trick, what you spend on her, we spend
she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player
She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin'
you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin' damn well I'm too caught up with my grip
Now as the sun rotates and my
Hey now mama if you got the time
There's few things I must say
I've got some news and it's on my mind
So don't get in my way
I won't be fooled by
You on solid ground I’m on solid air
Catch my flying by myself call it solitaire
With my girl too To give the world to
It’s in the palm of my hand
goin you ain't knowin' how much money you spent
But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin'
here,
But it hasn't moved in years,
I'm breaking up inside
[Chorus]
Hang on to your girl,
'Cause this is an unfriendly world
Birthday cards from
a hound
And here's the name I go
By when I'm rolling around
The Ho Hopper (Tell a friend bitch)
The Ho Hopper (All your friends trick)
I give it to you
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