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Текст песни Trick Daddy f Big Boi, Cee-Lo - Thug Holiday

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[talking]Hah, hahaThat`s just the sound of the Hen`..True Story.. Buddy Roe..They say tell the truth, Shane and them (uh-huh)Thank God for the thugs too...[Chorus: Cee-Lo]Drop the top and let the sunshine inWith the woodgrain, let the twinkies spinGet you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen`It`s quite alright, with the `dro in the wind,with the `dro in the wind[Trick Daddy]I`m a ol` sneaky, ol` freaky, ol` geechy-ass niggaCollard green, neckbone-eatin-ass niggaAlways wearin my jeans baggy saggyYou know Florida, Georgia, South CakalakyGrowed up eatin spam sandwichesSugar water and mayonnaise sandwichShare the room with bout four mo` brothersBut one home for `em and wattn`t no mo` coversA little bad motherfucker (ah-ha)Always rude and always in troubleNone of my teachers ain`t like me (uh-huh)But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo` like meIf you growed up the way I didYou gotsta understand, Trick love the kids(Ooooooohh!) Trick love the kids[Chorus: Cee-Lo][Trick Daddy]Cop me a seven-tres Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (uh-huh)Candy-apple green, niggaz lovin this shit (lovin this shit)And when I`m in it, I`ll act a foolYa don`t like how I`m livin? Bitch fuck you (uh-huh)That`s right I`m a rude-ass niggaQuick to do you, cut a fool-ass niggaWeighin` in at bout a buck six-fiveAnd a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live (that`s right)You know legs, wings, and short thighs (short thighs)Eat `em up, beat `em up, then switch sides[Cee-Lo]Hot whore work her Sean John velour to the floorHe oughta enjoy, with the loaded four-fourBe sure and acquire more `fore ya fuck with mineDisrespect; I`ll disconnect ya lineWith a sick SWAT, when shit`s hot, ya get shotThe fire, the fury, ya fuck with it notYa stoppin the grace, get out my space and my - faceFore me and my ace-a lay down the whole placeRecognize, this is the verbalizeSurprise, fuckin with me wrong way to wise niggaHoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, goldsBig ol` bankrolls, that`s all a nigga knowThrow yo` elbows, I`m sicker than I supposeHoes unchose, cuz my jewelry frozeYou know how it goes, these young niggaz don`t want it like thisGo off and get yo` gat, to silence the chit-chat, blast!So pass, outlast, bout cashMo` sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trashLo realer, a go-rilla, flow for mo` scrillaCome clean, lookin mean, but you ain`t no killa!(Oooooooooh!) (Trick love the kids!)[Chorus: Cee-Lo][Big Boi]Look at what we got; the rims and all the `droThe `dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me chokeLike a serial killer was squeezin on my throat boxIn the cluthces of danger but not a stranger on the blockIs it the cheeferry reefer beat blowin my chest up?Beat right from the club try my best not to mess upA professor of this lyrical thang, I`ll take the purist strainof this slang and inject it into your veinsDid your heart stop man? Drop-top fameAviator shades with a rear front faceMovin through the dirty at a slow pimps paceKinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the raceTo the finish line, I jump the pair of ReeboksSo bright, so fresh, snow white but no socksThen I slip on some of that O with the wingsI`m bustin straight out the path like a three pieceof va-lac-tic, before you slack itYou gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragicnot intended for any illegal purposes`it`s like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us(Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids!)(Trick love the kids!)[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

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