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I Luv `Trick Daddy`

I love (I love) I love it (I love it baby) Love this (I love it, love it) Love, oh!, love this (I love it girl) Love (Oh you really want it girl?) Love (I love this shit) Love this (Beatch!)

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?

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?

I Wanna Sang `Trick Daddy`

I bet you'll love it (I just wanna sing) yeah yeah yeah (I-I ain't askin for much) [T] Well go 'head then I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it (I ain't askin for much) [Trick

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

Play No Games `Trick Daddy`

trying thangs So I can put her into my frame, and land in the mind game I know she`s a mama girl and I`m a street nigga Once we get together, I bet you she`ll sleep better I ain`t really here to

Rags To Riches `Trick Daddy`

Until the day a nigga D-I-E I`ll be forever thuggin baby Ever since I f**king These bitches loved it baby Still got the chron son I used to be drug dealer X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga Around here

Ain't a Thug (feat. Trey Songz) `Trick Daddy`

[Trick] If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug then tell me what I am [Chorus w/ Trey Songz] cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way why the steets stay on my mind since I am a thug, why do y'all

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,

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

Bout Mine `Trick Daddy`

Bitch I′ll kill ya, fo′ night (Hook x2) I′m goin′ all way out bout mine Best in a biscuit shot bout mine Hoes get slapped in the mouth bout mine Prices stay the same and they drop bout mine (Verse

Skit `Trick Daddy`

grandson ain't nut in nobody (yes he did) He aint got no churrun (I bet u he did) U round here callin people house (I bet u he nutted in me) Talkin bout' u probably, it's probably somebody else(He nutted

Hoe Skit `Trick Daddy`

grandson ain't nut in nobody (yes he did) He aint got no churrun (I bet u he did) U round here callin people house (I bet u he nutted in me) Talkin bout' u probably, it's probably somebody else(He nutted

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

Gotta Let You Have It `Trick Daddy`

"[Buddy Roe] Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic [Trick Daddy] I just might have to toss this nine Across your mind Across

Let Me Ride `Trick Daddy`

of all the stupid shit that I did I used to sport it talk about it that`s the reason why shorty went in the hood and bought it Mr.

Thug Holiday `Trick Daddy`

this to my brother Hollywood, Toby, Bam My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggle Everybody in the county jail, state penn, check it out If it wasn`t for bad luck, hell I guess that

Kill A Head `Trick Daddy`

featuring Buddy Roe I feel like I'm too hard to die man I feel like I can't see faded you know? I feel like can't no nigga fade me.

Ain't No Santa `Trick Daddy`

you'll learn a lesson just listin See I beleave dat da children know our future but if u don't rise them right they'll grow up and shoot cha (Trick Daddy Talking) Ya'll best beleave that all these lies

U Neva Know `Trick Daddy`

[Trick Daddy] This one goin out to uhh, that nigga Bub (the game done changed) Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that nigga Wayne Parker (ha ha) You know, all the niggaz I know that was told on Yesterday's

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) `Trick Daddy`

(uh-uh, no way, no how, uh-huh, c'mon, c'mon) If you need it you got it, whateva (c'mon, mm-hmm) Baby we can just fly away (just fly away, fly away with me baby, c'mon) [TD and JP ad lib] [Verse One: Trick

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.

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

Sugar (Gimme Some) [feat. Cee-Lo & Ludacris] `Trick Daddy`

[Cee-Lo] Uh huh [T-Dubl] Yeah [Cee-Lo] Aw man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it [T-Dubl] After this one you gon need a root canal then [Cee-Lo] I love sugar all of it [T-Dubl] This one for all

Bout My Money `Trick Daddy`

"[Trick Daddy] Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin' to get my money This one in a..

Thugs About (feat. Dirt Bag) `Trick Daddy`

[Intro: Cool & Dre] Good god, a ha ha Yo Trick I think we done did it again man ( [echo:] of course, of course) Miami's finest, T Double D (haha haha) Y'all know who we be [Chorus: Cool & Dre] I wanna

Suckin Fuckin You `Trick Daddy`

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 from overseas Na show me shit I

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

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

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