Could It Be Trick Daddy

"Could it be, you and me? Could it be? (heh, heh) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love (fallin' in love heh heh) Could it be, you and me?

I Wanna Sang Trick Daddy

Daddy] Listen; I just wanna make music, I just wanna verse or two In fact, man, I wanna be a rapper too And I could probably sing the blues Cause I got problems too, plus I growed up in the projects too

Shut Yo Face (Uncle Fucka) Trick Daddy

Shut yo fucking face (Verse 1 Trick Daddy) Everybody wanna be the big boy Sling king with the biggest names in the game In the wood grains big grins big chains big things on the big mane Motherfuckers

Born A Thug Trick Daddy

down That's back when the pimp game played out That next year crack cocaine came out And it all started in the suburbs But only rich folks could afford to go and smoke that good dope And yo they used

Play No Games Trick Daddy

`t think that a playa did it And made you wear the life is more than a hell didn`t it Boy I tell you, and that`s the deal with them real niggas And stay far away from fuck niggas Don`t be a sucka at

Rain It Pours Trick Daddy

`Tis the season to be jolly(Jolly, for what) hell if I know I just don`t get it, tell it like it is It`s on, truth hurts It`s like the sun in the summer It`s like the cold in the winter And when

For The Thugs Trick Daddy

(Yes sir for the thugs) they don't wanna die they don't mean that Hah [verse 1] If it wasn't for the Hennesey and thug livin' for my enemy my brother still be alive and apart of me so I, say a

Run Nigga Trick Daddy

You mother fuckers done lost y'all mind Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin head Now there's got to be somethin done bout all this shit that's occurrin I don't like it I don't like it one mother

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

away (just fly away, fly away with me baby, c'mon) [TD and JP ad lib] [Verse One: Trick Daddy] Now I ain't ever been a man with manners But I, think I can handle, bein a lil' romantic Now we can Crist

Thug Holiday Trick Daddy

Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry it`s alright baby Everything gone be gravy later, that`s right This the time when we take time to remember All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know I dedicate

So High (Feat. Trey Songz And 8Ball) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy Dollars 8 Ball Trey Songz We High Good evening ladies and gentlemen This is your captain speaking to ya I would like to welcome ya’ll aboard my flight A flight that is promised

Represent Trick Daddy

Don’t be scared, represent it Yo county, yo city Who you know put Chevy’s like this Candy paint and the trunk full of funk like this Dade County gone ride ...

The Children's Song Trick Daddy

at least 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 of those that impose a threat Better yet, let's forget 'bout this foolishness

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

Until the day a nigga D-I-E I`ll be forever thuggin baby Ever since I f**king These bitches loved it baby Still got the chron son I used to be drug dealer X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga Around here

Ain't No Santa Trick Daddy

Everybody doin songs talking about what they got and they jewelry and they cars I'm gonna talk about something eles we never had shit, we real (Trick Daddy) And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life No, no, can't nobody get deep in the

Hold On Trick Trick

Been Trapped For So Long Gotsta Hold On I Been Trapped For So Long Gotsta Hold On I Been Trapped For So Long Gotsta Hold On See, See Marijuana Got Me Copin Wit My Problems And Hennessy Got Me Hopin I Could

I'll Be Your Player (Remix) Trick Daddy

Bein that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild They call me Trick Daddy dollars A real woman scholar If a player's what you want lil mama holla Don't

Down wit da South (feat. Trina, Ying Yang Twinz & Deuce Komradz) Trick Daddy

south) cuz in the club, (in the club) all them gurls that be shakin in the club in da club, (in the club) all the thugs they be playin in the club (ooooooooooh) [Trick Daddy:] yo I'm from the state where

America Trick Daddy

, daddy and mother Who livin' in the gutter You want Better cars And a better heart Another start Yo' own yard And a place to park You want to Trust 'em And a better life (life) A bigger crib And a home

These Are the Daze Trick Daddy

Heh, y'all remember back in the days When niggaz used to get they ass whooped for snakin cars And had to go strip your own switch off the tree These are the days [Chorus: Trick Daddy + (singer)] (These

Boy Trick Daddy

"[Trick] I tellin ya boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin to tell em Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe You can't catch me boy Don't upset me boy Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy Never disrespect me boy

Bout My Money Trick Daddy

"[Trick Daddy] Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin' to get my money This one in a..

Let's Go (edited album version) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Twista & Lil' Jon) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Big D & Twista) (Clean Ver.) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

Alla my homies in pen fields I can't be lying to them, if I'm ridin' for them I gotta tell 'em how it really is Alotta things done changed since last year Nope the crib and the same no more And these young

Gotta Let You Have It Trick Daddy

"[Buddy Roe] Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic [Trick Daddy] I just might have to toss this nine Across your mind Across

Thugs About (feat. Dirt Bag) Trick Daddy

[Intro: Cool & Dre] Good god, a ha ha Yo Trick I think we done did it again man ( [echo:] of course, of course) Miami's finest, T Double D (haha haha) Y'all know who we be [Chorus: Cool & Dre] I wanna

I Luv Trick Daddy

I love (I love) I love it (I love it baby) Love this (I love it, love it) Love, oh!, love this (I love it girl) Love (Oh you really want it girl?) Love (I love this shit) Love this (Beatch!)

Woke Up With A Monster Cheap Trick

This is a nightmare, won't be your last. It's hard to admit, it's hard to admit you're that blind. Mommy and daddy don't see eye to eye. Mommy and daddy don't see when we cry.

Woke Up With A Monster (Album Version) Cheap Trick

This is a nightmare, won't be your last. It's hard to admit, it's hard to admit you're that blind. Mommy and daddy don't see eye to eye. Mommy and daddy don't see when we cry.

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

conditions Which is Marble tubs and gold dishes The baddest bitches AK's fo my protection Gotta gaurd my riches I want the latest trends The newest Benz To rule his friends To fly a plane wont be

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

Give me a chevy tre cheverlet let me ride half a pill just a hit it gets me high duce tre esclade that`s my style t double d thuggin and raw ride or die I used to be a polo kid who would of thought

Sns / Roland (Skit) Trick Daddy

S-N-S so fresh so clean, and can't none of y'all fuck wit my team Anything less than that, it's just a dream We gotta be sittin' on top ya'know wha'I mean Y'all done slipped so we slidin' in We sellin'

Nann Trick Daddy

Hell no I don't want to holla at no motherfuckin Trick He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennesey and shit Hell no I'm saying though What you got a playa back there just trying to say what's up

I Cry (feat. Ron Isley) Trick Daddy

[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 rejoice now We about halfway through the road We got

J.O.D.D. (feat. Khia & Tampa Tony) Trick Daddy

[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?

Shut Up Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy: We gon' let the band deal wit' this Ha ha, uh MIA Style, ha Old School Uh huh Okay, Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) Ah ha, Okay What's Up, Shut Up Trick Daddy: Ridin' 'round

Gangsta Livin' Trick Daddy

I know 'Pac woulda loved this one here [Chorus: 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] This

Sugar (Gimme Some) [feat. Cee-Lo & Ludacris] Trick Daddy

[Cee-Lo] Uh huh [T-Dubl] Yeah [Cee-Lo] Aw man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it [T-Dubl] After this one you gon need a root canal then [Cee-Lo] I love sugar all of it [T-Dubl] This one for all

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

platinum in the MIA Kill-a-head and the body dead (4x) The graveyeard is my home Tombstones and bones Murder weapons is the case now don't hearse my bone Headhunting is my hobby who the victim be

Pimp Trick Daddy

Money Buddy Roe Freaky deaky Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe J.T. Money Yeah and that nigga J.T.

Who's Selling (Skit) Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Who's Selling? Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

Back in the days It wasn't no AIDS It wasn't no AK's More afros than braids Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade But not no mo Niggaz done twist up the fro Let it lock and grow Quick

Melting Pot（feat. Trick Daddy） Pitbull

stank ya Thats what I been Taught on these streets Aint a god damn thing That can't be bought on these streets You want a life gone That could be done I'm like a nigga that did ten years I'm eager

Ain't No Santa (Bonus Mix) Trick Daddy

Turn It up, Because I have something to say ya'll Ya'll pay attention ova there Repersenting Page County You know what I'm saying?

Bout Mine Trick Daddy

drop bout mine (Verse 1, Money Mark) You f**ks with T Double D then you f**ks with we Now you runnin′ round duckin′ me Young nigga with a AK better than Ananda Lee I send them killers where ya mama be

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

so bad, Pearl had seven mo′ like me If you growed up the way I did You gotsta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooooooohh!)