Bout My Money Trick Daddy

"[Trick Daddy] Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin' to get my money This one in a..

Bout Mine Trick Daddy

Bitch I′ll kill ya, fo′ night (Hook x2) I′m goin′ all way out bout mine Best in a biscuit shot bout mine Hoes get slapped in the mouth bout mine Prices stay the same and they drop bout mine (Verse

All I Need Trick Daddy

People gots to have....money Haha (gangsta) Just like that (Just like that) Haha, my recipe for murda (murda) Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown) Couple DT's (Couple DT's) Fo' or five of them

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

my middle finger up And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe Cause he jammed in it My dog got slammed in it I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute This the street life, cracker think a nigga fadeless Cause I'm

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

smoking coco and serious vison (at the door) bouncers don`t touch us they know once ounces go up they hold up and know what I drink cris let it bubble back I`m leaning on double stack ready to snap Trick

Run Nigga Trick Daddy

You mother fuckers done lost y'all mind Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin head Now there's got to be somethin done bout all this shit that's occurrin I don't like it I don't like it one mother

Lovin' Money Cheap Trick

Lovin', lovin', I never seem to get it But my mind is always thinkin' 'bout lovin' Lovin', lovin', I never seem to get it But my mind is always thinkin' 'bout lovin' There's a lot of things that seem to

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

It wasn't no AIDS It wasn't no AK's More afros than braids Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade But not no mo Niggaz done twist up the fro Let it lock and grow Quick to go to gunplay bout

Who's Selling (Skit) Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Who's Selling? Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Represent Trick Daddy

The vert game sowed up Somebody tryed some mo shit bout some ole shit T Double done switched the game Got niggaz slowin down switchin lanes Chevy boys, we like it fast So I drop at the low, heavy

Shut Up Trick Daddy

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

Pimp Trick Daddy

Money Buddy Roe Freaky deaky Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe J.T. Money Yeah and that nigga J.T.

Born A Thug Trick Daddy

thug His mama was a G And daddy was a G But nothin' left for him to be But a thug This is a story bout a young nigga Who's mama was a whore and his daddy was a drug dealer Ridin' 'round the corner from

Gangsta Trick Daddy

And the winner is, Trick Diesel Facemob My nigga Baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta You know me, `T` double, you know I`m a G Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker

In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin spam

In Da Wind (Semi Clean - Mike's Radio) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin

Hold On Trick Trick

Problems And Hennessy Got Me Hopin I Could Solve Em My Baby Mama Ull Of Drama Tryin To Scar Me But Unlike My Old Sorry Ass Father I Tried Harder My Baby Raised To Hate Her Daddy Her Mammy Playa Hate And

Let's Go (edited album version) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Twista & Lil' Jon) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Big D & Twista) (Clean Ver.) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Skit Trick Daddy

huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in me) Nutted in u (thats right) My

Hoe Skit Trick Daddy

huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in me) Nutted in u (thats right) My

Change My Life Trick Daddy

hook Gotta change my life Lord knows I aint livin right Yall know i aint chillin right Smokin out everyday and night Gotta ease my mind Gotta find time to rewind Cause I'm fallin way behind

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

Silly bitch is fuckin me Suckin fuck in you Suck and fucked my whole crew So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do See all my dogs is gettin cheese Rollin D'd They got them thangs from seventeen Straight

Shut Yo Face (Uncle Fucka) Trick Daddy

Shut yo fucking face (Verse 1 Trick Daddy) Everybody wanna be the big boy Sling king with the biggest names in the game In the wood grains big grins big chains big things on the big mane Motherfuckers

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin spam sandwiches Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich Share the room with bout four mo′ brothers But one home for ′em and

Boy Trick Daddy

"[Trick] I tellin ya boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin to tell em Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe You can't catch me boy Don't upset me boy Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy Never disrespect me boy

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

chevy I love my ?

TDD Trick Daddy

Kiki:I'm bout to call Trick. Man:For what? Kiki:Just to call him and see what he doin' Man:Bitch.

10-20-Life Trick Daddy

s the only way to go/ She turned a trick/got a bare buck/food to eat/ The bills are due in one week/so she?ll be back on the street/ She get a check/but that ain?

Sns / Roland (Skit) Trick Daddy

S-N, S-S-N-S We sendin' this to all you (All you) So you can do (Do it, do it) what you want to (Bop, bop, bop) This is the funk (That funk) it's something new (Uh-huh) We sendin' out this message to [Money

Hoe But Can't Help It Trick Daddy

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 them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

Alla my homies in pen fields I can't be lying to them, if I'm ridin' for them I gotta tell 'em how it really is Alotta things done changed since last year Nope the crib and the same no more And these young

Nann Trick Daddy

Hell no I don't want to holla at no motherfuckin Trick He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennesey and shit Hell no I'm saying though What you got a playa back there just trying to say what's up

I'll Be Your Player (Remix) Trick Daddy

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 woman scholar If a player's what you want lil mama holla Don't

Sugar (Gimme Some) [feat. Cee-Lo & Ludacris] Trick Daddy

need a root canal then [Cee-Lo] I love sugar all of it [T-Dubl] This one for all the clean, decent women [Cee-Lo] Lay it on me girl [T-Dubl] Pay Close Attention [Hook: Cee-Lo] She put that sugar on my

Ain't a Thug (feat. Trey Songz) Trick Daddy

[Trick] If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug then tell me what I am [Chorus w/ Trey Songz] cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way why the steets stay on my mind since I am a thug, why do y'all

She's Fiendin' (Skit) Trick Daddy

Down Slow Down Calm Down Slow Down Slow Down She: Girl he didnt call me he wont call me Friend:Who Wont call you,Who Wont Call You, Slow Down Slow Down She:Trick,Yea I Keep Callin Him Friend:You Fuck Trick

Could It Be Trick Daddy

(for my thugs y'all, nigga) Trick Daddy: Very sleek, gotta sneak, Peepin', creepin', Turn it up my homeboy, Tellin' lies, to the guys, like nigga I'm goin' home boy.

Bet That (Feat. Chamillionaire And Goldrush) (Amended Ver.) Trick Daddy

[Chorus: Trick Daddy] Sittin high, still ridin dem big whips Still fly, still grindin, getting big checks Still thuggin, still leanin to the baaack, you can bet that You can bet that I ride I shine

The Children's Song Trick Daddy

at least And believe in love It'll show you the way, it'll show you the way That's right, uh-huh [Trick Daddy] God bless the souls of those that impose a threat Better yet, let's forget 'bout this foolishness

Money Bought Nickelback

Cherry stem with her mouth she could tie in a knot Favourite trick she does, One in ten that she's got Making friends, setting trends, hardly having to try All the looks, by the book, best that money

I'm Sprung 2 (feat. Trick Daddy & YoungBloodZ) T-Pain

Daddy] its something bout you thats got me doing things i said never do (never do) and i can say i`m amazed the way you put it on me how you got me chasing you (chasing you) and i can care

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

(uh-uh, no way, no how, uh-huh, c'mon, c'mon) If you need it you got it, whateva (c'mon, mm-hmm) Baby we can just fly away (just fly away, fly away with me baby, c'mon) [TD and JP ad lib] [Verse One: Trick

Nasty Trick Gangsta Boo

at me talkin' that shit Nasty trick Get on your knees and do that lick shit Nasty trick You want money, get another bitch, trick Nasty trick Ha-ha, hey, ladies check this out Well, let me tell

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

"[Chorus] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always

Thugs About (feat. Dirt Bag) Trick Daddy

[Intro: Cool & Dre] Good god, a ha ha Yo Trick I think we done did it again man ( [echo:] of course, of course) Miami's finest, T Double D (haha haha) Y'all know who we be [Chorus: Cool & Dre] I wanna

I Cry (feat. Ron Isley) Trick Daddy

[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 stand up and rejoice now We about halfway through the road We got

Breaka Breaka Trick Daddy

You watchin BET tryna see how a nigga livin You betta ask MDPD about the fuckin killins I rol wit big fire I refuse to speak wit homicide Go and ask that dead man tell me what he said man Fuck you call my