Lyrics:
Don't get out foxed, and slicked, and turn into a trick daddy
Trickin' ya whore, hustlin' end for some skins
Cuz next you be trickin' on all you family
niggas always showing they pistol but ain't gonna blow it for me
Achu'
Might bless me a bitch
I just might go by her bundles and shit
I just might go trick
give out advice
Both controlling
Can't control the weather though
Hurricane in Miami just as certain as it never snowin'
Up in Panama but shoot now
Don't get out foxed, and slicked, and turn into a trick daddy
Trickin' ya whore, hustlin' end for some skins
Cuz next you be trickin' on all you family
snitches
Flow to caro sobra el swing
En el partido hice hat trick
Los de gdl le meten cabron
Fumando dos eles nieve en el blunt
Por cada canción saco un
body's so wet and its lookin so good, climb up on daddy in the mornin' and ride his mornin' wood!
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya bring me
Yeah yolet me, let me, let me
Let me tell you why - why
This niggawhy we dedicated this song
To this kind of nigga cuz number one
Duke is drivin' in
I was born by accident in Suffolkating times
My Mum and Dad had to pretend that everything was fine
Turns out Messiah's not my sister
She's just
at the trap House Homie there's another way you can find your way home
Lil homie grew up in the hardest set
Daddy never there looking up to the dopeman Learning
a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet
found was a stray stuck in selfish ways
Only way she getting paid is to sell the pussy
Wearing hella lingerie on her OnlyFans page
and some sugar daddies
your bedroom
Girl, I know what you've done
I might be your baby's daddy
But that don't mean shit
When every dude on the block
Knows that you're a trick
your whole bedroom floor
Soaked in black tears from your mascara, resemble piles of coal
We'll stack them up high and lie by fireside, to the morning
[Too Short]
These are the tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
(Tune in to the history channel)
These are the tales (learn a lesson
These are the tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
(Tune in to the History Channel)
These are the tales
(Learn a lesson biatch)
These are
dome and I bet I won't flinch
At least I get to know I'm going out in a blast
So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
Cause I ain't afraid
quick
Turn an indoor hoe into a outdoor trick
Let her suck your dick
In a public bathroom
When there's people on the side of you, taking a doon
Now
them 20's iont like those
Sponsored trip by the plug bitch I might go
Point guard in LA call him Lonzo
When cash was low nigga I was bagging O's
Gotta
cars
Ima neighbor hood ledgend nigga fuck a superstar
I got people in miami running through the tar
Pops whip that shit like he in his favorite car
I like it in Lake Charles, I like Miami too
When I was in San Diego had to visit the zoo
And I don't like used cars, so I'ma buy one new
I'm
for em
The key to the streets alicia ain't even ready for me
In Miami with heat im tryna slide & kill all of em
Like i say i rather be by myself
No what
hoes mad
I'm that fly chick all these lames wish they had
Big ol booty, make him trick off all his cash
Keep em' in 2 bags, his feelings and his cash
by day, night by night, no I in no sight
Catch me on the zenith like I'm Hercules and Xena
Or Trick Daddy or Trina with the victims of Katrina
When
know you've been traumatized
Mommy and Daddy just couldn't work it out
Don't think that we don't care
Cause without a doubt
We will be there by your side
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