Get On Up Trick Daddy

Atlanta, get on up!!!! Alabama, get on up!!!! Mississippi, get on up!!! Houston, get on up!!! Carolina, get on up!!! New Orleans, get on up!!! Chicago, get on up!!!

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?

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!)

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

stomach like I do And on top of that get 'cha high to A nigga know that you liable Jumping out a Chevy on sky blue Lot a nigga try to Getting ready to kick it for me To picky for me Nigga's to sticky for

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

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

Change My Life Trick Daddy

rich with a motive Now shit done changed Niggaz gunnin in the rain On straight cocaine And it aint no thang Since the game in his arm Straight aim at his arm Gotta watch my back Gotta stack my

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

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

[Intro] form the south to the bottom, it's the brand new trick (M.I.A., down south, yo yo college park) and if u never been down south before we bout to show yall how we ridin (get up, get up) so where

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

with them k cutters you turn bout three colors gon and get your big brother I don`t care I`m dade county major slash player hold up cuz Mr.

I Luv Trick Daddy

I get deep in her mind and her pussy Who dat?

Represent Trick Daddy

The vert game sowed up Somebody tryed some mo shit bout some ole shit T Double done switched the game Got niggaz slowin down switchin lanes Chevy boys, we like it fast So I drop at the low, heavy

Could It Be Trick Daddy

(for my thugs y'all, nigga) Trick Daddy: Very sleek, gotta sneak, Peepin', creepin', Turn it up my homeboy, Tellin' lies, to the guys, like nigga I'm goin' home boy.

Sns / Roland (Skit) Trick Daddy

[Deuce Poppi] Now hold up, wait a minute Let me get a lil' gangsta wit it Can you pig and pop the Belve And swig your jaw rap out we live it Poppi gon' get it, seven digits Seats in the six coupe made

Gangsta Trick Daddy

Hey yo I got the llello, you got the money Try nothin` funny and I don`t buy dummies Every ounce betta bounce back And every brick that I break up It all betta flake up And when that shit hit the waters

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

the way I did You gotsta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooooooohh!)

U Neva Know 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, all the niggaz I know that was told on Yesterday's

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

southwest, where niggas drive chevys at Come through with that bullshit, My niggas don`t gonna handle dat I f**k with no bustas, my game is straight must-a So if you f**kin with us We`ll hit you up

Bout Mine Trick Daddy

nigga bout mine lil′ nose Nigga tryna hold me back, I′m throwin′ ′bows I′m a treal ass nigga, that′s how shit goes (Rick Ross) You can never f**k with me, I′ll just flow harder CL 6 sittin′ low on

Bet That (Feat. Chamillionaire And Goldrush) (Amended Ver.) Trick Daddy

[Chorus: Trick Daddy] Sittin high, still ridin dem big whips Still fly, still grindin, getting big checks Still thuggin, still leanin to the baaack, you can bet that You can bet that I ride I shine

Breaka Breaka Trick Daddy

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin spam

In Da Wind (Semi Clean - Mike's Radio) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin

Walkin' Like A Hoe Trick Daddy

"(Phone hang up) Verse 1: Now first off all ya'll ho's should know a nigga don't work fa' ya'll My dogs don't give a fuck and we'll fuck you sluts on coconal Bitch it ain't no need fo' no skeezy ho, cause

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

Pimp Trick Daddy

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

Hoe But Can't Help It Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and

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

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

me girl [T-Dubl] Pay Close Attention [Hook: Cee-Lo] She put that sugar on my tongue Shes gonna Gimme gimme some She put it right there on my tongue (Sweet Sweet, Lover Lover) Right there on my tongue

Ain't a Thug (feat. Trey Songz) Trick Daddy

[Trick] If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug then tell me what I am [Chorus w/ Trey Songz] cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way why the steets stay on my mind since I am a thug, why do y'all

Hold On Trick Trick

Hey Cue That Shit That The Verse Mixed Up (See What I'm Sayin) Gotsta Hold On I 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

Play No Games Trick Daddy

nothing are you Sucking and fucking, a bitch better have something I need something that`s compatible Not nothing young and dumb and full of cum but wanna letable I better, nigga like T Double, get

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

my middle finger up And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe Cause he jammed in it My dog got slammed in it I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute This the street life, cracker think a nigga fadeless Cause I'm

10-20-Life Trick Daddy

s the only way to go/ She turned a trick/got a bare buck/food to eat/ The bills are due in one week/so she?ll be back on the street/ She get a check/but that ain?

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

with me and I'mma set you free nigga Pop my trunk check out my funk Nothing but pumps, Leave that ass smelling like raw conch You coochie niggas playing with it you gon get shitted Metro wants to

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

Champion (Feat. Trick Daddy) Jacki-O

Jacki-ODaum this must be the remix, remix, remix, remix Goin to town, Drum major, Jacki-O, T double D Trick DaddyI am the champion King ding-a-ling Say my name for the dick I sling Go on head bitch do

Haters (Feat. Trick Daddy) Field Mob

(Kalage) Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee??

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

Skit Trick Daddy

Probably 3,4,5 I don't know how many niggas u gone talk about done nutted in u (he the only person I been wit) God knows callin my house ol' foot shovo' ol' (Tony did nut in me, he nutted in me) (I was on

Hoe Skit Trick Daddy

Probably 3,4,5 I don't know how many niggas u gone talk about done nutted in u (he the only person I been wit) God knows callin my house ol' foot shovo' ol' (Tony did nut in me, he nutted in me) (I was on

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

See all my dogs is gettin cheese Rollin D'd They got them thangs from seventeen Straight from overseas Na show me shit I neva seen Fullfill all my dreams I put her down They gimme cream Na I'm on

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

Another anthem for the thugs Dade County's finest [Intro] Look what God done gave me Look what God done done And even though I'm thuggin' God been good to me [Verse 1] On everything I love, I'm a thug

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

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

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' it up or Moet it I can kick gangsta shit or get ghetto poetic What's your name lil' momma

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

Thug Holiday Trick Daddy

Everybody in the county jail, state penn, check it out If it wasn`t for bad luck, hell I guess that a nigga wouldn`t have none But when I think about it, what would I be without my gun How could I, get