hittin the only way I be splittin if you pick it for money and trick it You wanna dip, this is the brick you pick So you ain't dismissed until both sets
scale my style, you just might catch a cardiac. Figured the way to get paid is to grab the mic; rehearse, ya know. Smooth as Jermaine, so honey don't
slangin they cut up And just like the freak bitches i'm makin these niggas nut up So What up (What up, What up) And just like Trick Daddy say Uh Huh,
red school house and the town square picture show It was really past my bedtime and so ol' Santa said "Little boys like you should be in bed" So I hollered
] Man all these boys my little sons, I know I left y'all in poor care They said I was on my high horse but I guess that meant my Porsche chair (yeah)
head honcho. Passenger of my car, bro. Hate the smell of cigar smoke. Tipsy how we both be. So much smoke a nigga can't see. Ten more to go, I only smoke three. So
me and my bitches are getting high so if ya don't wanna die slow, don't steal my hoe fucking trick! [Chorus] everybody loves chill the don daddy trina
that's a fly nigga (I told you so) Daddy come up with the rhyme nigga (Yo, I told you so) Lyrically he crucifies niggaz (Yo, I told you so) Chino's here
real niggas hear us Dreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild Still doin this shit like dude in wild style Invitin wack niggas to dinner I "Trick Daddy
that lie he would still be in the barn. Instead, he got buckshots in his right side. Ms. Hay she cooked as punkin pie. Gettin' high in the fuckin' barn
ho, I got eight I mashed her the game, you can say I got grade I'm runnin shit by my time so I'm not late I track so many bitches I need a blockin the
fall asleep I find myself fightin a demon So! Heres a little story how it goes Razor blade and mirror Hit the flake and then I'm froze So yo, I got that
ain't gangstas Y'all just throwbacks Put slugs to yo brain Thuggin blood's in my vein The ghetto version of Norman Bates Thug in the same So ask about me Porno with six stars So
-chop, like a summer day fade Vallet be slippin' slidin' when they standin' by this caddy My paint wet(yup) watch it do the trick daddy Me and E got fly
It Out And You Not Hood Then You Don't Know What I'm Talkin Bout I'm So Hood Trick Daddy, T-Pain, Rick Ross Nigga We So Hood We The Best DJ Khaled Florida
A-to the..) D-A- to the Z Now G'z pay attention to this young ass mack daddy in a Caddy, had he not known about the city where the niggaz hang around So
was her favorite program Her grand daddy was her favorite Oh man! Who would have known the old man was sick? Come on over baby let me show you a magic trick
it, and multiply by six... Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech Let the president answer a higher