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[Trick Daddy]Ta, told ya I was gone do it for ya niggaTake offY`all know what time it isLiberty City nigga, 6-1, Pokabean, Carol City niggasSeminole niggas, Bal Harbour, Hialeah niggas, MatchboxWynnwood niggas, Richmond Heights, Homestead niggas,Florida City niggas, Overtown niggas (OT), Coconut Grove niggasSouth Miami niggas, Opa Locka niggasTrick Daddy Dollars y`all, that`s rightVerse 1: (Trick)I push `em daily, smoke `em dirty, roll `em heavy babyDipping corners, pulling bitches in old Chevy`s babyDubs or better, candy`s and leatherWhat you want niggaTwo do`s, Fo` do`sWe call `em donk`s niggaBreaker breaker its Dade County on the number lineSeventy-one`s, seventy-two`s, three`s, foe`s, and five`sMy verse is seven poundsMy shit be getting downI got a sevenTrick ducking they can`t catch me nowTrick Daddy Dollars y`allI`m from the muthafuckin` city of Caprice`s and Impala`sI`ll holla dawg??? the age, straight or shadyI still beat it babyMarried twice, five kidsI still eat it ladyAin`t no shit shady ??? till I see better daysCalico`s and a.k.`s seem like the only way??? bodacious boulders for yo shouldersGot that fireYou want get hi` so want you come on overBoy I`m a powder headX-man, X-consI got the boys all way from Marathon to West PalmCall me the butcher manThe cookie cook it manI got a softYou wanna hardI guess I`ll burn it then(Trick Daddy Hook):Trick Daddy Dollars y`allI`m from the muthafuckin city of Caprice`s and Impala`sI`ll holla dawg(Repeat)Verse 2: TrinaI like `em rugged gunsThugged, cold blooded niggaPinky ring blingingAnd rollie platinum flooded niggaDon`t want no buster`s eitherYou got to pay this divaAnd if ya money ain`t long nigga Ion`t see yaCause I`m the baddest bitchBallin` with the baddest cliqueI make ya money disappear like a magic trickA classy chick but I can still get it, spit it, watch itI keep the club jumping jumping like my girl BeyonceSilen suits looking cute with the matching bootsI`m getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruitYou know my click, Deuce Poppie and my nigga TrickThe Lost Tribe, Tre-6 and we rolling thickThe diamond princess out the south can`t nann ho fade itI`ma first round draft pickY`all bitches getting tradedI`m triple X ratedPussy stay soakin` wetI set a nigga up quick for his coke and jet(Trina Hook):It`s Miss Trina babyI`m from the city where the bitches shakin` ass, gettin cashHolla back ladies(Repeat)[Trick Daddy]New York niggasDC niggasDetroit niggasVa niggasGa niggasAll around worldwide niggaVerse 3: Deuce Poppito

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