Trick Loves The Kids
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Trick Loves The Kids
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rick Love The Kids (Explicit)
(Trick Daddy)
HAA.. true stern, buddy rolls,
they say tell the truth shaney
thank god for the thugs too....
(Trick Daddy)
See.. Ima Sneek ol' freek ol' Gitcha' ass nigga
Colardgreen neck bone , eatin ass nigga
Always wearing my jeans baggin , Saggin
north florida , georgia , south Kacka lacki
i rolled up these spama sandwiches - ya
Sugar water ate mannoinase sandwiches
Shared a room with 'bout four more brotha's
but one home phone , wasnt no mo' cova's
A little bad muthafucka
Always rude , and always in trouble
None of my teacha's ain't like this ,
What make me so bad pearl had some one like me
You grew up the way I did , you gosta undastand Trick love the kids
(Cee-lo)
Ohhhhhh-Ohhhhhhhh Trick love da kids
Drop the top and let the sunshine in,
Wit dope wood grain , let the twankys spin
get you a glass mix the coke and the henn'
its quite all right let the 'dro in the wind
let the 'dro in the wind.........
(Trick Daddy)
Caught me a chevrolt chevy an put dubs on that bitch
Candy apple green , nigga's lovin' this shit ( lovin' this shit)
an' wait a minute ill act a fool , you'll like how im livin bitch fuck you
Thats right ima ruda ass nigga ,
quick to do you cut a fool ass nigga
Weighin at bout'a buck six-five ,
And the nigga can't fuck , plus the boy gets lied (thats right)
You know legs when they show thighs, (Show thighs)
Eatem' up Beatem' up then switch sides
(Big Boi)
Hot for the gonga, i fall to the floor
Kiall the indo with a loaded 44
isha in the choir boy for you fuck wit i
Disrespect ill diconnect yo' line
Wit a 6-watt , shiishhii hot, you get shot
The fire the fury you fuck wit it not
Cause out of the grave, hair my face and my fade
For me and my age to lay down the whole place
Not denied , this is to verbalize , Suprise
Fuck your women roommate wild nigga
Hoes , clothes , shows , vouges , gold
big ol ' backrows thats all a nigga knows
Throw yo' elbows , im sniffin a lots a coke
Hoe's unchose how my jewlery froze
You know how it goes the youngest is only like that
Go off and get your head and silence yo' chit chat
So cash our last out cash flow ,
Sticky talk ricky to the trick like trash low
Filla up oprah of loaf alone
Trilla come clean lookin mean but you aitn no killlllaaaa
(Cee-lo) X-2
Ohhhhhhhh- Heyyyyy
Drop the top and let the sunshine in,
Wit dope wood grain , let the twankys spin (Right on)
get you a glass mix the coke and the henn'
its quite all right let the 'dro in the wind
let the 'dro in the wind......... Ohhhhhhhh
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