Lyrics:
Bein that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child
Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild
They call me Trick Daddy dollars
A real
game/
Trick Daddy Dollars/
Don Dada/
A f****n donk rider/
(Chorus)
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[Verse One: Trick Daddy]
Anybody wanna motherfucking die, come see I
Who me? T-double D nigga
That's right that's motherfucking me nigga (huh)
for n word nigga
(Trick Daddy)
You know me nigga
I don't know you my nigga
Here's what must go through my nigga
Go get with ya crew my nigga
[Trick Daddy]
Our father who art in heaven
Thank you Lord
Lord thank you Lord
[Trick Daddy speaking over chorus]
That's right
y'all could
Beep!
Trick Daddy
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold-digging for
wilin nigga
I'm twice that body nigga
About 100 miles an hour nigga
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out
Give it up, give it
happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Verse One - Trick Daddy]
Half step pussy ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me
gotta let you have it
Rappin' fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rappin' fire from my automatic
[Trick Daddy]
I got some niggas
yo a**
[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely motherf***er
Some little boney motherf***er
You killed my homie motherf***er
So what
ass up off of me
Ol' tired ass nigga besides you ain't even all that anyway
FUCK YOU!
[Trick Daddy]
Bitch I don't need you
No way, no how, not
[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely motherfucker
Some little boney motherfucker
You killed my homie motherfucker
So what a real nigga 'posed
on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
[Trick Daddy]
My shit is platinum
These assholes wearin' white gold
See, I'm too smart for this 'cause
Whoop!
Huh?
That bitch got all that ass for us!
Man pull over that bitch gotta get a ticket!
1 - [Trick Daddy]
Whoop! Whoop!
Pull over that ass is
so I'm a trick daddy
New LV make the bitch happy
Some brand new Dior make the bitch happy
Is they absurd trying to serve me the recipe
I'm the young
Whenever you get in a fix you reach inside
Your bag of tricks and trick
Trick Bag, Tricks are for kids
Trick-Trick Bag, Cat Daddy
Trick-Trick Bag, let
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
still on that hood shit (hood shit)
Four homicides in the same night, we on that bullshit (bullshit)
I'm Trick Daddy with them pots, whippin' that girl,
know it ain’t fo free
Lil mama what’s up wit dat gooshie
We just wanna see
Together we can do some tricks on mah daddy dick
Lil mama come bust it wide
Pitbull and Trick (Trick)
Both from the down south
Bitch we from the bottom, shit
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Lord your son got problems
And I know
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
spittin' at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swaggy, he could have broke up with IG
I ain't surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might
without me, the bitch wouldn't have got a ring
Yeah, the revolution is the genocide
Tell a ho she don't know nan', Trick Daddy, Slip-N-Slide, nigga
Kane
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