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[Trick Daddy] |
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Ta, told ya I was gone do it for ya nigga |
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Take off |
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Y'all know what time it is |
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Liberty City nigga, 6-1, Pokabean, Carol City niggas |
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Seminole niggas, Bal Harbour, Hialeah niggas, Matchbox |
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Wynnwood niggas, Richmond Heights, Homestead niggas |
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Florida City niggas, Overtown niggas (OT), Coconut Grove niggas |
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South Miami niggas, Opa Locka niggas |
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Trick Daddy Dollars y'all, that's right |
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Verse 1: (Trick) |
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I push 'em daily, smoke 'em dirty, roll 'em heavy baby |
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Dipping corners, pulling ******* in old Chevy's baby |
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Dubs or better, candy's and leather |
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What you want nigga |
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Two do's, Fo' do's |
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We call 'em donk's nigga |
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Breaker breaker its Dade County on the number line |
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Seventy-one's, seventy-two's, three's, foe's, and five's |
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My verse is seven pounds |
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My shit be getting down |
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I got a seven |
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Trick ducking they can't catch me now |
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Trick Daddy Dollars y'all |
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I'm from the mutha****in' city of Caprice's and Impala's |
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I'll holla dawg |
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??? the age, straight or shady |
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I still beat it baby |
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Married twice, five kids |
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I still eat it lady |
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Ain't no shit shady ??? till I see better days |
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Calico's and a.k.'s seem like the only way |
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??? bodacious boulders for yo shoulders |
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Got that fire |
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You want get hi' so want you come on over |
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Boy I'm a powder head |
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X-man, X-cons |
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I got the boys all way from Marathon to West Palm |
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Call me the butcher man |
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The cookie cook it man |
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I got a soft |
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You wanna hard |
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I guess I'll burn it then |
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(Trick Daddy Hook): |
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Trick Daddy Dollars y'all |
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I'm from the mutha****in city of Caprice's and Impala's |
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I'll holla dawg |
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(Repeat) |
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Verse 2: Trina |
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I like 'em rugged guns |
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Thugged, cold blooded nigga |
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Pinky ring blinging |
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And rollie platinum flooded nigga |
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Don't want no buster's either |
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You got to pay this diva |
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And if ya money ain't long nigga Ion't see ya |
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Cause I'm the baddest ***** |
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Ballin' with the baddest clique |
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I make ya money disappear like a magic trick |
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A classy chick but I can still get it, spit it, watch it |
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I keep the club jumping jumping like my girl Beyonce |
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Silen suits looking cute with the matching boots |
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I'm getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruit |
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You know my click, Deuce Poppie and my nigga Trick |
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The Lost Tribe, Tre-6 and we rolling thick |
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The diamond princess out the south can't nann ho fade it |
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I'mma first round draft pick |
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Y'all ******* getting traded |
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I'm triple X rated |
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***** stay soakin' wet |
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I set a nigga up quick for his coke and jet |
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(Trina Hook): |
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It's Miss Trina baby |
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I'm from the city where the ******* shakin' ass, gettin cash |
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Holla back ladies |
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(Repeat) |
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[Trick Daddy] |
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New York niggas |
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DC niggas |
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Detroit niggas |
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Va niggas |
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Ga niggas |
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All around worldwide nigga |
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Verse 3: Deuce Poppito |
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I throw a ****** atcha like a Danny Marino floater |
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I'mma half a brick slanging, nutts swinging, weed roller |
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Bustin a blue 4-4 with the speed loader |
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How they go toe to toe with the 44 touter |
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Fo' show do |
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Room is full of pimps and thugs |
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Ghetto pharmacies with prescription drugs |
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Banging like Krypts and Bloods |
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We wiping slugs |
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Our enemies dripping blood |
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Workers at the graveyard late nite diggin mud |
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To prepare ya for ya pillow inside the box |
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When I ride the blocks I always hide my Glocks |
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In the dash board next to my passport |
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In the double S I paid thirteen cash for |
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My name is Richard Nixon but they screaming Deuce Pop |
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With the one stop shop |
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******, weed, and rocks |
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I feed the block |
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And ride the strio in a tinted drop |
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And I even met the niggas who invented rocks |
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I got the block game from the county of Dade |
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A bounty hunter won't rest till my bounty is paid |
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We got 200 hundred bricks coming from the direct link |
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I pray the God that boat carryin' that coke don't sink, what |
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(Deuce Hook): |
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It's Deuce Poppie nigga |
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I'm from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers |
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Whassup, holla nigga |
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(Repeat) |
