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Trick Daddy:
We gon` let the band deal wit` this
Ha ha, uh
MIA Style, ha
Old School
Uh huh
Okay, Shut Up
Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)
Ah ha, Okay
What`s Up, Shut Up
Trick Daddy:
Ridin` `round in my brand new, `99, 4 do`, Volvo
I got a pocket full of B`s, cocoa weed and ain`t got no place to go tho`
But all my Boca Boys they know though, that`s fo` sho` though
(Are those Bugle Boy jeans you`re wearing?) Hell nah ho you know they Polo
I been used again, choosed again
This time been wrong to chop somethin` dumped by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin` season was in
Hell cause they figured me for not understandin` their reason being
But I`m the man for this
While y`all was doin` fine I was doin` time just, prayin` for this
Locked up, make a plan for this
Without all that fancy shit
Way too advanced for this
Just Polo socks, tanks tops and drawers up under my pants and shit
Shut Up
Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)
Trina:
Okay who`s the baddest bitch
I been real, been rich, bee don` had this shit
Big Benz, big house and shit
That`s right, okay I been down with Trick
Okay it make sense to me
Cause if your money ain`t right you stick it French to me
Miss Trina don`t play wit` me
Or you can say Miss Big, it`s okay wit` me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, are you sure you wanna sleep wit` me
Okay, you better be fo` sho`
Cause I don` left niggaz like you stuck befo`
Okay, you can ball wit` me
Okay, since you got a hot knot spend it all wit` me
Okay, y`all know what`s up
Okay, uh huh, I ride, Shut Up
Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)
Co:
This goes out to my nigga Rolls and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, bitch what`s
up
Co got a verse in the Book of Thugs
So when I come through bitch show me love
Everbody that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got 2 mo` of them phat hoes, late night and I ready to bust
Are you okay
Look like you got alot to say
Okay, come wit` it
Niggaz keep hidin` your ho, what you do that fo`
Me and Money Mark bee don` hit it, been don` split it
Okay playboy, fuck you say boy
Don`t even much bring your ho `round C
Niggaz y`all better quit fuckin` wit` me
Shut Up
Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)
Duece Poppito:
Lay down, playboy what`s up
What about the slugs in your head and your gut
What`s up with the keys to your truck
Your niggaz ain`t got B`s in the cut
What`s up with the safe, what`s the combo
Open that shit nigga fuck all the convo
Say Shin, what`s up wit` ya hatian
Party out, birds at the safehouse, waitin`
What`s up why you struted D
I ain`t `bout shit but a quarter ki
Nigga ya better not be playin` me
You gon` bleed to death, you understand me
What`s up you ready to go
You ready to tongue kiss with the new 4-4
What`s up fuck nigga say somethin`
Set your crime, ready to spray somethin`
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights