Lyrics:
some practice
Might takes some practice
My daddy said it was rainin', momma said it was snowin'
Heaven opened it's door and warned us to Chica-go in
no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong by using this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
You know y'all going
background]
DJ Khaled!
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen
the gangsta hats
The alligator shoes with the belts to match
Pimp C trick we got the funk
If you a baller in the south we in yo trunk
If you bout it and you
5 made me, 905 made me
Yup, 5 made me
905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy
I'm her daddy, I'm
memory
Moist panties and wet sheets when they think of me
[Chorus]
Yo, yo, uh,
From Miami to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey
Got'em in Houston,
city that I'm gon' hit
A double whammy, right before I do the Grammy's
I do a show with Puff Daddy way out in South Miami
Hey look I'm only in town for
gotcha bitch on my dick and she hooked by the trick of the spell
We on the wire
I'm having visions to start an empire
I gotta work on the things I desire
talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And you know, the real Dark Ryders
Alright
Let's see what I got
T-W
So let's start with the
'72 Chevelle, I know
the sun and his brother the moon
So daddy don't you stop but daddy don't you sleep
Til the sun is but a beggar throwin' tricks up in the street
So
before I do the Grammy's
I do a show with Puff Daddy way out in South Miami
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Outro: Too Short]
Count 'em man...
She had a bad dream in the back seat
The same one as yesterday, the same one as last week
Surrounded by her favorite favorites,
Elmo, Barbie, her
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
She's alright (ayo)
That girl's alright with me (this the Queen Mix right here)
Miami, Boston, Chicago, Atlanta, New York (yeah)
Stand the fuck up
rock a show with wireless
Verbalize in the chrome dome into the abyss
Servin' hard not for the money yet divinely employed
Writin' checks by the word
I know the tricks
Girl I know the tricks, oh
But that be the shit I like
Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let's put some miles on it
Anything you
a patek, she take up my time
Callin' me daddy, I hit from behind
Got them blue strips, I'm puttin' in the grind
I can't believe I just bust you on new
gettin' cash with it
Pretty face, slim waste, fat ass with it.
[CHORUS-Repeats]
(Trick Daddy) VERSE3: See I can tell by yo' smile
Girl you got yo' freak
say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm gettin high, gettin head on the beach
Chillin, sittin on about half a million
With all my niggaz, all my guns,
another one (Mhmm)
AriWinter on another one (Mwahh)
AriWinter really snowin' some
These bitches really look stupid, I'm the chosen one
Fine by the minute
Written by c. jackson & marvin yancy
I get a thrill, I get a chill when you touch me
A thrill I can't ignore, keeps me coming back for more
Every
bitch)
By time you catch up, I'll be on that next shit (skrrt)
Bitches worried 'bout what I don't post (why?)
The only time you turnt, ho, is when I go
Imma live by the gun and die old in Miami
You can tell how it’s cut from the name on the baggy
When I was 13 I sold stamps thru the alleys
Gun poking
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