Lyrics:
say when I get famous
That she highly doubt I'll choose her
(Stop it)
C'mon come with me
We like Herb and Taina
Vintage 90s swag
We like Trick Daddy
Him Daddy
Cause He A Trick To Me
He Heard Pay Me
Fulfilled all my dreams
Been Searching For Love Since 18
To Keep my mind right
You got to have a good 9
But I can't pretend, I'm going on 10
Ya lol... They always projected I'll be in the pin
I am no longer bounded by sin
Cause I got my God, and I got my
knees
Ain't even have to go up the sleeves
Thinking you was competition
Was the trick
Even in a game of tag
You are not it
Wouldn't blame you
If you
(Sset, Sset)
And our thots had tricks for the kid, put a nine to your wig and blast it
I'm your daddy, bitch, I don't need you gettin' sassy (yuh, yuh)
go fly you go adventure like Tintin
Malo moto peem peem
It's private jet no be dream thing
No be film trick oh
Say
Dem day call me daddy now
All
dead!
Pow!
By the power invested in me
I now pronounce you dead
Die
Get dead, dickhead!
tricks in your circus menagerie
We whirl around
Merry go around
It's just me and Joni Mitchell going round and round
The painted ponies have all gone
politicians like magicians full of shifty tricks/ I wish, we got it right in '66/ The labor of our heroes past/ cushion our path like evergreen grass/ shout out
I stick my dick up in this biz to get it off,
while I'm ticklin' the clitoris by stickin' it in soft,
just to trick 'em like I'm fickle and its
Liar
Liar
Cut another scar into my heart
And i could never be that way
I could never let you down so hard
Fooled by all your tricks
Left me with bruises
clip in
The type of homie you can depend on
When some shit got crazy or relict went dead wrong
Respected by G's, lil' locs and ghetto queens
Stripes
Old school Twiztid found in the rubble of Earth's remains
You don't know how we do things shut the dog fuckin' say shit.
I'm gonna get fuckin fresh,
the ill vibe sisters
Slave to the dick, yo I feel my sisters
Nuttin like a daddy with a phattie in the front
Puttin shorties on they ass like a Sugar
up and
Bitches I used to fuck in 96
Is now turnin tricks for hits 'cause they addicted to glass dicks
Suckin niggas off for the green
Probably gon' see me on a building (yeah)
Penthouse higher than the mountain (yeah)
Henny bottle sippin by the fountain, ayy
Big bank roll in my back
the munchies in the stomach from the indo clouds
And these heffers get wet when the 15's pound
Like "Oh Rap Daddy.. Sugar brown patty"
Get with me and you will
Florence: [Spoken]
Freddie.
Frederick:
Who'd ever guess it?
Daughter in collaboration
With the very nation
Gave her father third degree.
Where's Daddy, dead,
back hungrier then ever
Yo, Allah take 'em to war, daddy!
I got evil in me, I'm not people friendly
I've done one good deed if any
Didn't feel the need
I'm feelin I still don't fuck with Trump
Think he God in these streets throw on ski mask and leave him slumped
Ion rock with Biden either deceived
Skin sweet like caramel
Decorated by a constellation
She tries hard, and you can tell
Her daddy gave her that walk of rebellion
Mama was
all night
Devious:
It's late night where the sun rest
flick your Bics let's get lit man
I'm dressin' up this trick
Ms. Philly she got big plans
with
steps
Where ever you may be
I'm from SD bitch, southern Cali
Where homies run up in bunches
Beat you crutches in the back of an alley
Call me Daddy
When
why we still make hurtful,
Decisions while consciously knowing evils in the mix,
the devils got his tricks I'm for the Lord and y'all can hear me,
I'm
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