[Talking] If I ain't a thug You think I ain't a thug Tell me what I am [Chorus] Cause if I ain't a thug why do I feel this way Why the streets stay
A you gave Trick his money Man muthafuck Trick and his muthafucking money(keep dis shit up dawg) There you go always playin bout a muthafucka money(telephone
u runnin from the hood and I'm packistan Bitch I'm a mutha fuckin jacka man And Understand when the mutha fuckin crack is stayin [Trick Daddy] Yall mutha
Trick Daddy] This gangsta livin, weavin dope dealin, oh how it's changed It's gettin strange, and dangerous, but that's the way shit goes [Trick Daddy
your baby daddy mad, now shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad, shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad, now shake that ass and make your baby daddy
'em off I'm bout to deal with your issues while I get'cha right, c'mon [Chorus] w/ new Trick Daddy ad libs [Verse Two: Trick Daddy] Leave me your number
[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
askin for much) [T] Well go 'head then I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it (I ain't askin for much) [Trick Daddy] Listen;
[Trick Daddy] We gettin dollas (dollas,dollas,dollas,dollas) Yours Truly,I know ya'll been waitin' for it And it's about time,ain't it? What I'm a
, fuck 'em, fuck 'em) but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big
[Chorus: Girl + (Chino XL)] Girl 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
that sugar on my tongue Shes gonna Gimme gimme some She put it right there on my tongue (Skeet Skeet) Right there on my tongue (She turns me on, like no other) [Trick Daddy
/">Testi Canzoni</a> 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
him o.ol' crazy heiffer (No cuz I loves him u.u crazy) U got Im serious u got Tony twisted (He got me twisted, I bet u I bet u he the daddy) U got him
the days, Lord these are the days These are the days (these are the days) Lord these are the days (for the thugs) [Trick Daddy] Whatever happened to the momma and daddy
'exes' come flex with me YEEE!! Girl what's gooood You lookin' for love and now you found it in the hooood [Chorus] (w/ adlibs from Trick Daddy) [Verse 3: Trick Daddy
[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
Uh huh, yeah, aw, man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it? After this one you gon' need a root canal I love sugar all of it This one for all the nice
