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Kill A Head Trick Daddy Kill-a-head and the body dead (2x) Buddy Roe Come down, your best bet is to sport a vest nevertheless I'm leaving a mess Nigga, fuck your chest Hollow points leaving brains on the front seat Fuck Bout Mine Trick Daddy Bitch I′ll kill ya, fo′ night (Hook x2) I′m goin′ all way out bout mine Best in a biscuit shot bout mine Hoes get slapped in the mouth bout mine Prices stay the same and they drop bout mine (Verse 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 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 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 Let Me Ride Trick Daddy smoking coco and serious vison (at the door) bouncers don`t touch us they know once ounces go up they hold up and know what I drink cris let it bubble back I`m leaning on double stack ready to snap 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 Hold On Trick Trick Marijuana Got Me Copin Wit My Problems And Hennessy Got Me Hopin I Could Solve Em My Baby Mama Ull Of Drama Tryin To Scar Me But Unlike My Old Sorry Ass Father I Tried Harder My Baby Raised To Hate Her Daddy Woke Up With A Monster Cheap Trick No bed of roses for your head, for you. You see no future, it's all in the past. This is a nightmare, won't be your last. It's hard to admit, it's hard to admit you're that blind. I Luv Trick Daddy She was a betty I done knew back in the day Little scary lil' bitch from around the way Plus she sucked and fucked all day With a little bit of Alize (Alize, Alize) I put it down for these young hoes Get 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 Get On Up Trick Daddy Bring it from ya head to ya wha? Yea, I'm real wit it, nigga wha? You want to playa hate nigga, wha? Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha? 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 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 Thug Holiday Trick Daddy nigga wouldn`t have none But when I think about it, what would I be without my gun How could I, get away from the po-po`s, if a, nigga couldn`t run And why was I given a daughter when I always prayed 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 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 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 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 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.. Walkin' Like A Hoe Trick Daddy ' like a ho You dressin' like a ho, actin' messy like a ho But bitch you lied to me, said you was shy to me You out the closet now So bitch you stand like a ho, make yo' plans like a ho Wear yo' pants 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 Rags To Riches Trick Daddy Dun-a Nigga dem rags to riches Wit your boy C-O money, marching double-D so bitch don`t go So nigga rolls, so every motha f**ka get down the floors Get away from all your doors and windows Cause a Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy Silly bitch is fuckin me Suckin fuck in you Suck and fucked my whole crew So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do See all my dogs is gettin cheese Rollin D'd They got them thangs from seventeen Straight Born A Thug Trick Daddy Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be So he's gonna be A straight thug His mama was a G And daddy was a G Ain't nothin' left for him to be But a thug Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be So he's gonna be A straight I Wanna Sang Trick Daddy I bet you'll love it (I just wanna sing) yeah yeah yeah (I-I ain't askin for much) [T] Well go 'head then I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it (I ain't askin for much) [Trick 10-20-Life Trick Daddy s/ Babies havin babies (Babies havin babies)/ N*****s dyin young/ Boy this s**t crazy/ You got drugs and guns/ But a n***a need them/ Prospect for a jack/ Then you can squeeze them/ To his head/ Left him Three Card Trick The Clash Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years Dragging my spirit back into the dungeon again Bring back crucification cry the moral death's head legion Using steel nails manufactured by the 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 Pimp Trick Daddy Money Buddy Roe Freaky deaky Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe J.T. Money Yeah and that nigga J.T.