[Trick We gon' let the band deal with Ha ha, Style, heh, old school Uh hah.. Okay, up!
Trick Daddy]
Ah hah, okay, Shut up! Ah hah, okay, whassup? up! Ah hah, okay, whassup? up! Ah hah, okay, whassup? up!
Daddy] Ridin round in my brand new ninety-nine, fo' do', I got a pocket of B's, cocoa weed and ain't got no to go tho' But all my Boca Boys they know though, fo' sho' doe (Are those Bugle Boy you're wearin?) nah hoe, you know they Polo's I been used again, accused - this time been wrong to chop somethin done by one of my union as they seen the Benz, hatin season was in Hell cause figured me for not understandin they reason bein Heh, but I'm the man for While was doin fine I was doin time just, prayin for this Locked up, makin plans for Without all 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, been rich, had this shit Big Benz, big and shit That's right, okay I been with Trick Okay it sense to me Cause if your money ain't you speakin French to me Miss don't play with me Or you can say Miss Bigg, that's with me You a grand just to speak to me Okay, are you you wanna sleep with me? Okay, you better be fo' Cause I done left niggaz like you 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!
[Chorus: Trick (4x)]
[Co (of Tre +6)] goes out to my niggeroles and them ass jazzy hoes, bitch what's up C-O got a verse in the of Thugs+ So I come through bitch show me love If you bout that flow, then it up You got that funk, blaze it up I got two mo's of them hoes, late night and I ready to Are you Look like you got a lot to say Okay, widdit keep hidin your hoes, what you do that fo' Me and Money Mark been hit it Been done split it - okay playboy? you say boy? Don't even much your hoe 'round C y'all better quit fuckin with me up!
[Duece (of 24 Karatz)] Lay down, playboy up What the slugs in your head and your gut up with the keys to the truck Your own say you got B's in the cut What's up the safe, what the combo that shit nigga fuck all the convo-sation What's up wit'cha got birds at the safehouse, waitin What's up, you store the D? I ain't shit but a quarter ki Nigga ya better not be me You gon' to death, you understand me? Whassup, are you to go? You to tongue kiss with the blue fo'fo'? What's up fuck say somethin Set your crime, we ready to somethin Gun play, how I got the turned out the lights Gun play, how I got the turned out the lights
[Chorus: 2X]