to A-T-L you can {w-work the bitch} Uhh - get you in the best strip club if you fuckin with a {p-pimp like me} What - I can take you to Miami when you
-w-work the bitch Get you in the best strip club If you fuckin' with a pimp like me, what? I can take you to Miami when you rollin' with daddy We gettin
' niggaz bodies slump when I let the thumpa dump If I ever catch you fuckin' with the bump bump Like a diamond I'm flawless, ain't no fucking with rawness
lot of fuck niggaz in the club tonight (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em) But it's gonna be aight 'Cause me and my click we don't give a fuck nigga Trick Daddy
walk with this gangsta ass limp Some call me sir Trick, or even mack baby I got these girls down south going Trick Crazy Now come take a walk with your
Ruff Ryders, nigga And all yo' money can't buy this nigga My ecstasy got me wyling, nigga I'm twice that body, nigga About 100 miles an hour, nigga Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
where you need to wear a vest underneath your vest Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in There can't, 'cause there can't be a realer city
mack daddy's back Kidnappin hos like the Patty Hurst jack Have the white ho, with a fo'-fo'? Go rob a liquor store, they can't blame it on a negro Bring
? You got my cash, so you stick it in here? I know you be packin' the steel but I can't suck your dick And get my lipstick smeared fuck nigga don't be
, I saw my friend stabbed with a ice pick Young nigga 15 with 3 C's From that very day I carried on the 3 C's Can't criticize niggas tryna get jobs Better
with wolves. Used to fool with crack, now I'm through with that, I just opened up the SPM School Of Rap. Jump for joy H-Town, the south takin' over, Playin
can't crack my style Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile Tonight With whoride In the moonlight My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula Fools die Fuckin
the good news, that's life shit Now, I'm nineteen with a Cadillac My nigga had a Lex with the gold pack Got a plaque but I'm living with my pop, pop
name, Yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain't no thang, Yeah [Girl singing] [Verse 2: Trick Daddy] You see the problem is them busta ass niggas you been fuckin' with
look around These hoes steady choosin' This is the conclusion Pimpin' ain't no illusion (Pimpin' ain't no illusion) Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't
to daddy, break her off with the wood The beauty shop stay poppin', cause this zones keep rockin And my phone keep plunckin', cause these hoez keep jockin Just bought a new six with
, south side chicks, suburban chicks Love to open married women up to the pervertedness Disturbing your relationship, excuse my morals I'm working with the way I trick
wasn't screwin' Now I'm massed out with no luck, can't even get my dick sucked. Jerkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you fuck. [Verse 3:] Don't