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

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

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?

Who's Selling (Skit) Trick Daddy

You Hey you hear dat shit. 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

You Hey you hear dat shit. 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?

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.

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

Breaka Breaka Trick Daddy

You? You?

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

Secret Adam Sandler

There's something I know That no one else does You want me to tell you what it is?

Lickin, Suckin, Fuckin Eazy E

[Girl] Let me hear it [Eazy-E] You want this baby I want it hot and juicy and thats the way I like it you know thats right you know how to kick it I mean can I stick it so you want me to slap

Pimp Trick Daddy

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

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

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!)

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

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

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

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 to go to gunplay bout that fro Nigga you

Change My Life Trick Daddy

with a heart Took a trip with some heart Had a dude he was scarred See his maom in the park Tears dried up Mom what's wrong (what's wrong) Your son's gone Is he ever comin back home She said you

Get On Up Trick Daddy

You want to playa hate nigga, wha? Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha?

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

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

Da Baddest Bitch Trina

Trick Daddy](Trina) Who's bad? Who's bad? Who's bad? Who's, who's bad? Who's bad? Who's bad? (Wait hold up) Who's bad?

Shave 'Em Dry Ii Lucille Bogan

I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb, Daddy you say that's the kind of 'em you want, and you can make 'em come, Oh, daddy shave me dry, She ain't gonna work for it.

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

Da Nex Niguz Onyx

{*beeper goes off eight times*} [Sonee Seeza] Aiyyo, fuckin bitches man.. (worrrrrd up) See that's what happen man when you fuck the dog-shit out of bitches Muh'fuckin hehahahh..

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

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

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'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

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

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

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

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

TDD Trick Daddy

Man:Ayo, Who you about to call? Kiki:I'm bout to call Trick. Man:For what? Kiki:Just to call him and see what he doin' Man:Bitch.

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

just fly 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

The Children's Song Trick Daddy

[Chorus: kids singing] Children hold on, to your dreams Believe in love, let love be the light to show the wayyyyy And love will shine on you one day [Trick - speaking over kids] Hold on, to your dreams

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

Steady comin got you runnin for your damn life I'm busting shots with this glock nigga act right You crossed this nigga how you playin I'm a naughty head The last bitch got 4 shots to the head I squeezed

Play No Games Trick Daddy

I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain`t no thang yeah B-ba-da-da-da-da I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name

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

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

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 Mine Trick Daddy

No like ′dat No whoever ran, make ′em come back like crack (Duece Poppi) You better worry bout you, don′t worry bout me I pop three, out the drop-e I smoke brocoli, you know we got D Duece Poppi

She's Fiendin' (Skit) Trick Daddy

She:(cryin) Friends:Girl whats wrong calm down Friend:Tell Me Whats Wrong, Slow Down Slow Down Slow Down Calm Down Slow Down Slow Down She: Girl he didnt call me he wont call me Friend:Who Wont call you

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

Rain It Pours Trick Daddy

on behalf of the state Your main key witness, and won`t involve me with em You could set me up to crush time It ain`t selling the vines so nigga,lay down and do your time Cause, back when you was kingpinning

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

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..

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