[Trick We let the band deal with this Ha ha, Style, heh, old school Uh hah.. Okay, up!
Trick Daddy]
Ah hah, okay, Shut up! Ah hah, okay, Shut up! Ah hah, okay, Shut up! Ah hah, okay, Shut up!
[Trick round in my brand new ninety-nine, fo' do', Volvo I got a full of B's, cocoa and ain't got no place to go tho' But all my Boca Boys they know though, fo' sho' doe (Are those Bugle Boy jeans wearin?) Hell nah hoe, you know Polo's I been used again, accused - this time been to chop somethin done by one of my union friends Soon as they seen the Benz, season was in Hell cause they me for not understandin they reason bein Heh, but I'm the man for While y'all was doin fine I was doin just, prayin for this Locked up, makin plans for all that fancy shit, way too advanced for this Just Polo socks, tanktops and drawers up under my pants and up!
[Chorus: 2X]
Okay +Da Baddest Bitch+ I been real, rich, been had this shit Big Benz, big house and That's right, okay I been down Trick Okay it sense to me Cause if your money right you speakin French to me Miss Trina don't play me Or you can say Miss Bigg, that's okay me You need a just to speak to me Okay, are you sure you wanna sleep me? Okay, you be fo' sho' Cause I left niggaz like you stuck befo' Okay, you can ball me Since you got a hot knot spend it all me Okay, y'all know up Okay, uh huh, I ride, up!
Trick Daddy (4x)]
[Co (of Tre +6)] This goes out to my and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, what's up C-O got a verse in the +Book of So when I come through bitch me love If you bout that flow, then it up You got funk, then blaze it up I got two of them phat hoes, late night and I ready to Are you okay? Look you got a lot to say Okay, come Niggaz hidin your hoes, what you do that fo' Me and Money been done hit it Been done split it - okay Fuck you say boy? Don't even bring your hoe 'round C y'all better quit fuckin with me up!
[Duece (of 24 Karatz)] Lay down, playboy up What about the in your head and your gut What's up with the to the truck Your own say you got B's in the cut What's up with the safe, what the Open shit nigga fuck all the convo-sation up wit'cha Haitian Probably got at the safehouse, waitin What's up, where you the D? I ain't shit but a quarter ki Nigga ya better not be me You gon' bleed to death, you me? Whassup, are you to go? You ready to kiss with the blue fo'fo'? What's up fuck say somethin Set your crime, we to spray somethin Gun play, how I got the 2-4-K out the lights Gun play, how I got the turned out the lights
[Chorus: 2X]