daddy got a plan for you. And daddy got a prize in his pants for you. Champion, well, if we come together.. We should come as one. If I pop, and I snap
daddy got a plan for you. and daddy got a prize in his pants for you. Champion, well, if we come together.. we should come as one. If I pop, and I snap
Übersetzung: Trick Daddy. Ich Pop.
know daddy got a plan for you. and daddy got a prize in his pants for you. Champion, well, if we come together.. we should come as one. If I pop, and I
city of niggas that follow, the thangs I do, the way I walk, the way I talk, the shit I buy, the shit I bought see I gets more pussy than cotex, I sport
: (feat. Trick Daddy) [Jacki-O] Daum this must be the remix, remix, remix, remix Goin to town, Drum major, Jacki-O, T double D [Trick Daddy] I am the
let's go I rep my city Nigga, I rep my city Miami, Listennn [Trick Daddy:] I'm well-connected, well-respected fo' gangsta shit I'm from the city
: [Esham] I know this bitch who like to suck on dick I call the hoe magic cause she's a trick Now this bitch I knew fucked my buddy Even though the pussy
that, son Come on (I'll destroy you) Come on, man (You pop too much shit) Come on, man, I'm just tellin' you time (I ain't a-like that, you know who
Housegang) [Intro: Carlton Fisk] Marksmen Productions, House Gang, Animalz U.D.'z... I.N.S., I see you, daddy (we on the rise) Diz' I see you, daddy,
bless you, we call that shit gesundheit DO: set the mood right, Bailey's with ice A cup of Thug Passion'll make everything right Yo, DON'T: pop shit like you Daddy
yourself? Can I move with you, do you need some help? I cook boy, I'll give you more I'm a fly girl, and I like those [1] -[Missy & Lil' Mo] Hot boyz
you not hoochie Girl, I tell it like a T-I-N Ain't no other kids eatin' till I feed my kids Trick, oh, you ain't crushin', sister, I can't do nothin'
Never last cause I'm first 901 puttin' my work I think it hurts for this verse Stop poking me cause it hurts Now I done took all I can my granny stays
homies Texas homies Arkansas homies World wide [Verse 1:] [Tash] I got a lot off friends But how many Tru Homies The kinda if I go to jail, they on they
mac, with a glock i'ma make 'em say please In the back, on block so the cops they freeze And i'm so high, i think i got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed
The rapper that went Pop. But before this, I never knew Skills don't pay the mother fucking bills. Money do Is you stupid? How nice I represent don't
