Lyrics:
the shit I just wrote
Trick daddies get left in smoke
A lot of copycat niggaz might jack ya
But the game came way with the chief boot knocker
Here's my
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
it's Ace
If I catch a charge
Nigga ima flee the state
Hit my niggas LA Reid and Khaled
Watch me beat the case
[Trick Daddy]
You niggas fly
Trick Daddy]
You see the problem is them busta ass niggas you been fuckin' with
Always bought ya shit, But never taught ya shit
Did he ever tell you
style
Invitin wack niggas to dinner
I "Trick Daddy" emcees and I don't know, "Nann Nigga"
Who can take it where I take it
You better goin to God like Mase
Do so much shit in KOD, they calling me Trick Daddy
Moncler with Louboutin, yeah, I mismatch it
You can tell I'm a rich nigga by looking at me
I'm
Bossed up bitch bought a brand new chally
Could've sold these bricks but I chose the scamming
Showed her tricks now she call me daddy ugh
This one for my
a kiss, girl
Oh, dad
There ain't no problem I can't face, 'cos
Your daddy's got a bigger bag of tricks
Give daddy a kiss, girl
Oh, dad
Mommy,
[Trick Daddy]
I just hope y'all niggas know
That when it's time that you niggas gotta be ready for war
You niggas gotta be prepared
You niggas gotta
hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins,
What's happening?
G: You just said the man shit was ugly
Now you switching dawg
(Trick Daddy rapping)
Yo, wuz up (wuz up)
You pussy niggas shut the fuck
baby girl who fuck her better
Bitch it's 20-15, it's Trick Daddy
Whippin' niggas like the slave master
20 karats in my left wrist
I'm a youth pastor
the motherfuckin' pimp that will a pay a bitch rent
To put trick daddies only, I don't care about no nigga
Perkies these bitches is poppin' is potent
The shit they
hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick daddy dollaz, ying yang twins, beatin'
keep you around
When you only would go
Yo kid, know who let 'em but the B-I in bitch
Faggot couldn't sell a record with
TI and Trick Daddy
Nigga talk
whining
Just bumping and grinding 'til we got slimy
Yeah, got the latex gloves for the fit
'Cause she trying to trick Daddy, Slip-N-Slide on this dick
at your girly
One full pocket stay fatty
And I take it to the house so much they call me young Trick Daddy
And that's how it is when you dealing with
damn near kick it with you the same way I be trippin' out with them.
Trick Daddy won't rat on me, he told me, Twista,
don't kick it how we get what,
wet
Young god daddy
Watch your mouth trick
Young god daddy
I'll buy this bitch
Young god daddy
Take a shit with the pistol
Young god daddy
Beat 4 Niggas
[Trick Daddy]
This one goin out to uhh, that nigga Bub (the game done changed)
Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that nigga Wayne Parker (ha ha)
You
know, all I know)
[Trick Daddy]
A hit of crack frock could get ya fucked up
A ki of coke could get you rich
But too much of this shit can get you
involved, talk to me Trick Daddy
I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy
Son, can't believe you the most slept on
Took a break since the Cuban,
games it's callеd "Take It
To Da House", Trick Daddy
Slip-N-Slide Exprеss"
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