In Da Wind Trick Daddy

Drop the top and let the sunshine in With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen′ It′s quite alright, with the ′drow in the wind, with the ′drow in the wind

In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin spam

In Da Wind (Semi Clean - Mike's Radio) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin

Play No Games Trick Daddy

I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain`t no thang yeah B-ba-da-da-da-da I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name

J.O.D.D. (feat. Khia & Tampa Tony) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] We gettin dollas (dollas,dollas,dollas,dollas) Yours Truly,I know ya'll been waitin' for it And it's about time,ain't it?

Ain't No Santa (Bonus Mix) Trick Daddy

Everybody doin songs talking about what they gat and they jewelry and they cars, i want to talk about somethingwe never had shit, be real (Trick Daddy) And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because,

Down wit da South (feat. Trina, Ying Yang Twinz & Deuce Komradz) Trick Daddy

gurls when they in them g-strangs now everybody wanna be down wit da south (now everybody wanna be down wit da south) now everybody tryin 2 get down wit da south (now everybody tryin 2 get down wit da

Ain't No Santa Trick Daddy

Everybody doin songs talking about what they got and they jewelry and they cars I'm gonna talk about something eles we never had shit, we real (Trick Daddy) And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because

Da Baddest Bitch Trina

Trick Daddy](Trina) Who's bad? Who's bad? Who's bad? Who's, who's bad? Who's bad? Who's bad? (Wait hold up) Who's bad?

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

my style t double d thuggin and raw ride or die I used to be a polo kid who would of thought of all the stupid shit that I did I used to sport it talk about it that`s the reason why shorty went in

Daddy Wyclef Jean

Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy I'm sure y'all heard about my dad Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy This one goes out for everybody that lost somebody Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy Be strong Da,

10-20-Life Trick Daddy

s the only way to go/ She turned a trick/got a bare buck/food to eat/ The bills are due in one week/so she?ll be back on the street/ She get a check/but that ain?

So High (Feat. Trey Songz And 8Ball) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy Dollars 8 Ball Trey Songz We High Good evening ladies and gentlemen This is your captain speaking to ya I would like to welcome ya’ll aboard my flight A flight that is promised

Whiskey In The Jar (live) U2

me easy Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There\'s whiskey in the jar-o Being drunk and weary I went to Molly\'s chamber Takin\' my money with me and I

Who's Selling (Skit) Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Who's Selling? Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Could It Be Trick Daddy

(for my thugs y'all, nigga) Trick Daddy: Very sleek, gotta sneak, Peepin', creepin', Turn it up my homeboy, Tellin' lies, to the guys, like nigga I'm goin' home boy.

Rain It Pours Trick Daddy

`Tis the season to be jolly(Jolly, for what) hell if I know I just don`t get it, tell it like it is It`s on, truth hurts It`s like the sun in the summer It`s like the cold in the winter And when

Skit Trick Daddy

sugar (I want u to tell Tony) Uh huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in

Hoe Skit Trick Daddy

sugar (I want u to tell Tony) Uh huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

Back in the days It wasn't no AIDS It wasn't no AK's More afros than braids Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade But not no mo Niggaz done twist up the fro Let it lock and grow Quick

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

"Verse 1: Money Mark It's hard for a nigga just to breathe in the streets Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets Nigga's bleeding in the streets So I don't go, unless I'm chillin' on the low with

All I Need Trick Daddy

[Infa Red] See I was raised in the slums But niggas tote guns distribute and run Watch out on the one and one servin' the bomb Niggas talk about Miami but they scared to come Leavin' they family in

America Trick Daddy

"'Posed to be Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha ha ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle And every bad doin' brotha Sista

Change My Life Trick Daddy

behind Me and my dogs we known to ride Gotta watch my back Represent for the soldier Die couple years older Have boulders a lil soda Get rich with a motive Now shit done changed Niggaz gunnin in

I Luv Trick Daddy

She was a betty I done knew back in the day Little scary lil' bitch from around the way Plus she sucked and fucked all day With a little bit of Alize (Alize, Alize) I put it down for these young hoes Get

I'll Be Your Player (Remix) Trick Daddy

Bein that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild They call me Trick Daddy dollars A real woman scholar If a player's what you want lil mama holla Don't

I Cry (feat. Ron Isley) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] Our father who art in heaven Thank you Lord Lord thank you Lord [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus] That's right Y'all could stand up and rejoice now We about halfway through the road We got

The Children's Song Trick Daddy

[Chorus: kids singing] Children hold on, to your dreams Believe in love, let love be the light to show the wayyyyy And love will shine on you one day [Trick - speaking over kids] Hold on, to your dreams

Thug Holiday Trick Daddy

Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry it`s alright baby Everything gone be gravy later, that`s right This the time when we take time to remember All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know I dedicate

Let's Go (feat. Twista & Lil' Jon) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Big D & Twista) (Clean Ver.) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Hoe But Can't Help It Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and

Woke Up With A Monster Cheap Trick

You see no future, it's all in the past. This is a nightmare, won't be your last. It's hard to admit, it's hard to admit you're that blind. Mommy and daddy don't see eye to eye.

Woke Up With A Monster (Album Version) Cheap Trick

You see no future, it's all in the past. This is a nightmare, won't be your last. It's hard to admit, it's hard to admit you're that blind. Mommy and daddy don't see eye to eye.

Shut Yo Face (Uncle Fucka) Trick Daddy

Shut yo fucking face (Verse 1 Trick Daddy) Everybody wanna be the big boy Sling king with the biggest names in the game In the wood grains big grins big chains big things on the big mane Motherfuckers

Represent Trick Daddy

Worm, tell Will to send the dust get the ball wit no cut y’all catch me in the cut this is strictly for the thugs Dade County dub rida Don’t be scared to represent it Yo county, yo city .. uh huh uh

Let's Go (edited album version) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Sns / Roland (Skit) Trick Daddy

I got my eye on a victory that'll take my crew down in history (Huh!) [C.O.]

For The Thugs Trick Daddy

playa and I, take my fire everywhere, see Its kinda hard when you missin' yo' dawgs another name on the wall they keep takin the fall yes I be livin though dead and gone befo' we twenty fo' or in

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life No, no, can't nobody get deep in

Bet That (Feat. Chamillionaire And Goldrush) (Amended Ver.) Trick Daddy

[Chorus: Trick Daddy] Sittin high, still ridin dem big whips Still fly, still grindin, getting big checks Still thuggin, still leanin to the baaack, you can bet that You can bet that I ride I shine

Daddy The Andrews Sisters

To dust I can wake up in the morning and I'm lost I let my love to dust I can wake up in the morning and I'm lost I let my love to dust Una noche de samba de samba de samba Y mi chico que baila que baila

Boy Trick Daddy

"[Trick] I tellin ya boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin to tell em Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe You can't catch me boy Don't upset me boy Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy Never disrespect me boy

Gangsta Trick Daddy

And the winner is, Trick Diesel Facemob My nigga Baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta You know me, `T` double, you know I`m a G Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker

Run Nigga Trick Daddy

fuckers done lost y'all mind Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin head Now there's got to be somethin done bout all this shit that's occurrin I don't like it I don't like it one mother fuckin bit Trick

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

There was no motive for the murder on the straight tip And all you can seen was blood and brains every damn where So I refuse to shoot a nigga in his stomach or his face or his forehead (killa!)

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

Alla my homies in pen fields I can't be lying to them, if I'm ridin' for them I gotta tell 'em how it really is Alotta things done changed since last year Nope the crib and the same no more And these young

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

Silly bitch is fuckin me Suckin fuck in you Suck and fucked my whole crew So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do See all my dogs is gettin cheese Rollin D'd They got them thangs from seventeen Straight

Shut Up Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy: We gon' let the band deal wit' this Ha ha, uh MIA Style, ha Old School Uh huh Okay, Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) Ah ha, Okay What's Up, Shut Up Trick Daddy: Ridin' 'round