ass Put this thing inside your head and I'm kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass
'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass (say what) I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass [Trick Daddy
Übersetzung: Trick Daddy. Kill Your Ass.
me? Now get that shit written down God damn! Took four years and a motherfuckin case for these motherfuckers to feel me Ain't that a bitch? R U Still motherfucking down? Old hoe ass fake ass
. hat Stalkin' walking in my big black boots Is my jingle, now you want Mandingo Big, black and handsome I should hold your devil ass for ransome Sorta
: [Intro: (guy talking)] Good evening. Police, do not try to adjust your radios. There is nothing wrong. We have takin control over this city as to
these sluts I see you likein that thong all up in your ass crack Makein me think you want some dick were thats at I shoot hoops with my two balls your
life Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks You tricked me now it's only right that you try my rotten treats Trick or treat, trick or treat Watch
nigga) You can't do it dawg you's a (Wack nigga) Bitin' ass, bitch ass, trick ass (Wack nigga) Even your daughter says "My daddy's a - " (Wack nigga -
the 'dro in the wind, with the 'dro in the wind [Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga
's the return Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn Takes a germ to kill a germ, when will y'all killas learn Your only as good as your last hit
and the ooooohing for the viewing Fetish groupies you see Drill team drill that thing 'till that ass is soft (ass is soft) Shone ring then we at yo'
up [Verse 1: T.I.] You got an alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash 145 and I'm out of your weight
locc gonna take I took her in my room G She laid on the bed and said, "Daddy, come and kill me" Not knowing that's what I had for that ass and get Like
Stand up [Verse 1: T.I.] You got a gator mouth and a hummingbird ass Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash 145 and I'm out of your weight
let him in here Being me (me) Being Pit (Pit) Being It Pitbull and Trick (Trick) Both from the down south Bitch we from the bottom, shit [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Trick Daddy] Lord your
I ride for Trey-0-5 Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) Rick Ross! Pitbull! The Bottom! Listenn Nigga! [Trick Daddy:] Till a nigga
