Shut Yo Face (Uncle Fucka) Trick Daddy

featuring Trina (Terrance and Phillip) U N C L E fuck you Uncle Fucka....Do right! Hey hey ugh Slip n slide nigga... (Chorus x2) Uncle fucka whatcha say? MOTHERFUCKER!

Uncle Fucka South Park

<< Uncle Fucka >> --- South Park Terrance & Phillip Terrance: Shut your fucking face uncle fucka You're a cock sucking ass licking uncle fucka You're an uncle fucka, yes its true

Uncle Fucker [20세미만 절대관람불가] Southpark

Shut your fcuking face uncle fucka 조까는 소리 그만해 니(작은)애비씹할넘아~ You're a cock sucking ass licking uncle fucka 자쥐 빨고 궁뎅이 핥는 씹할넘아~ You're an uncle fucka, yes its true 넌 니애비씹할넘이야.

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

Walkin' Like A Hoe Trick Daddy

a nigga like me Straighten that thug nigga like me And I know I shouldn't say this, but just take the dick and I slang this dick for days (ho) Try to explain this shit away I'm 24/7 like Triple A, so shut

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.

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

Muh-F**a Redman

Yo, this for all my live motherfuckers! (Motherfuckers) YO! .. What the deal muh-fucka?

Muh- F***a Redman

[Incomprehensible] Yo, this for all my live muh-fucka What the deal muh-fucka?

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 ...

For The Thugs Trick Daddy

For the thugs Yes sir ha ha I'm doin' this one for the thugs Yes sir My boy dooda wa's up fool (Down South) Tut ha ha haa We've been seen (Aye yo C!)

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

"[Chorus] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always

I Luv Trick Daddy

She was the world's greatest, dick sucker Play the note with the tongue while, finger fuck her I hit it in the dark in the back of the Benz Got my dick in her ass, front of one of her friends Face down

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

Shut Up Trick Daddy Featuring Co, Deuc

[Trick Daddy] We gon' let the band deal with this Ha ha, mmm-hmm M-I-A Style, heh, old school Uh hah.. Okay, shut up! Chorus: Trick Daddy Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut 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?

Breaka Breaka Trick Daddy

fuckin killins I rol wit big fire I refuse to speak wit homicide Go and ask that dead man tell me what he said man Fuck you call my lawyers I aint got no leads for ya And I aint got no allaby so all yo

Shut Up Springbreak

TRICK DADDY Miscellaneous Shut Up"(feat. Co, Deuce Poppito, Trina <>Trick DaddyWe gon' let the band deal with this Ha ha, mmm-hmm M-I-A Style, heh, old school Uh hah. Okay, shut up!

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

more ′fore ya fuck with mine Disrespect； I′ll disconnect ya line With a sick SWAT, when shit′s hot, ya get shot The fire, the fury, ya fuck with it not Ya stoppin the grace, get out my space and my-face

Pimp Trick Daddy

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

Born A Thug Trick Daddy

thug His mama was a G And daddy was a G But nothin' left for him to be But a thug This is a story bout a young nigga Who's mama was a whore and his daddy was a drug dealer Ridin' 'round the corner from

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

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

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 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

Skit Trick Daddy

want me to tell him sugar (I want u to tell Tony) Uh huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo

Hoe Skit Trick Daddy

want me to tell him sugar (I want u to tell Tony) Uh huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo

Fake Thuge Dedication Puff Daddy

And I hate when one attempts to analyze Franchise, get your hands tied Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was thinking That dream is over, your body sinking [Redman] Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, fucka

Get On Up Trick Daddy

You betta give a fuck Feel yo body penetratin' though ya gut You betta come quick 'fo some niggaz come hatin', ya heard!!!

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

Gangsta Trick Daddy

And the winner is, Trick Diesel Facemob My nigga Baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta You know me, `T` double, you know I`m a G Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker

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

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

Bout Mine Trick Daddy

better than Ananda Lee I send them killers where ya mama be I be Money M to the izzay, R to the kizzay Come through choppin′ ya block I don′t plizzay Got dolo for the low, then hit the 2 Way Peace to Uncle

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

Piscopo Pull out my dick and piss on hoes In ya face while I spit these flows Like you ain`t know, nigga we kick down doors to get that dough Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough And

Whats Happenin! (Feat. Trick Daddy) Ying Yang Twins

it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!) BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!) BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room BOOM!!

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

Sns / Roland (Skit) Trick Daddy

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' records like Goofy trapped again Bet yo

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

you hoes" stay the fuck out the chain gang hook Some hoes no shame Other hoes play games See they'll fuck ya for the fame And when the heat is on and they cant hang Theyll give them crackers yo

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

Nigga, believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that Until the day a nigga lean back This how a nigga show you real love A dedication to them real thugs Cause we the last one's livin' Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

trends The newest Benz To rule his friends To fly a plane wont be no thang then Mosquino fo all my hoes >From draws to robes Valet parked around like Benz I steal the whole show They got the Trick

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

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

America Trick Daddy

Posed to be Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha ha ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle And every bad doin' brotha Sista, daddy

Run Nigga Trick Daddy

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 fuckin bit Trick

Shut Sleeper Agent

it spilt The spiders prey don't lie Ain't got a thing to hide But one last dirty try pay no mind So throw me up against the wall I heard it all through your draw A food and mouth high deep pics Apollo trick

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

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

There was no motive for the murder on the straight tip And all you can seen was blood and brains every damn where So I refuse to shoot a nigga in his stomach or his face or his forehead (killa!)

Rain It Pours Trick Daddy

rains it pours Y`all keep sweating these hoes And doing this one for the poor ones This one here is dedicated for them hatas, I wrote it for my niggas Who ain`t here they couldn`t make it, let`s face