Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin
gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire
Traduction: Trick Daddy. Gotta Let You Have It.
you (you do) [hook 1 - Trick 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
Fuck all of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girl Come on gimme some love girl Fuck Irv Gotti you
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 of lips
don't have it So you gotta beleive gotta beleive And never give up! Uh Huh it's magic Everybody don't have it So you gotta beleive gotta beleive it!
it twisted tho in order to hit it and get it you gotta be a gifted ho Some head is worth paying for aint me you gotta love to do and do it for free for
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd rather that I flow for chicks wishin, they ain't have to strip to pay tuition I see you vision mama,
you pack light - act right You got it twisted tellin' niggas that you pack heat You ain't gunning now you runnin' like an athlete You ballas need to
a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
same {Chorus: Puff Daddy singing} What do you do when they love you? (Let's) "live your life" What do you do when the love turns cold? (Let's) "live
you might never see again. And we taxin, you don't want it nigga leave it then, And we taxin, you don't want it nigga leave it then. And we ain't trying
you missin' a nigga Know you missin' that anal Know you missin' that Prada How we did the regatta She miss callin' me daddy Daddy drippin' in dollars Daddy did it
the fame and fortune Shit ought to be fine But what happens When the divorce papers Just gotta be signed And you lose half And your children Cause you gotta
that Chevy let her purr We all from the curve Bitch niggaz runnin up nerve I ain't gon' let you die And I tag a man Said you runnin from the hood and
Is So Swole, N I Can Dance On You, Like Poppin On A Local, Trick You Like A Tazer, Cause Ya Body Goin Down So Slow, Damn You Know You Doin Ya Thing,
