TRICK DADDY lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, uh
Ayy, b*tch, ride this di*k like you s'posed to
Like
Woah, Kenny
Ah

[Verse 1]
Bad b*tch ride this di*k like she s'posed to (What?)
Take the di*k and a brick of the dope too (What?)
Finna slide with my whoop and my loc too (What?)
f*ck a ho, these blue strips I'm eloped to
Ayy, b*tch, I'm a big timer
I hit it from the back and now she call me Big Poppa
She hypnotized, the b*tch di*kmatized
n*gga talkin' 'bout a lick, it ain't sh*t to slide
I heard you need a trick daddy, let me slip and slide
I got di*k for days, come get some di*k tonight
My b*tch turnt and she lookin' for a b*tch to fight
Me and my b*tch strapped like a long kiss goodnight
b*tch, I'm a dawg, a big dawg, oh yeah, I dogged her (Roof)
Got her number, but I still wouldn't have called her (Hello?)
She hit my FaceTime and a n*gga straight paused her (Hello?)
Ho, you ain't my main b*tch
Why you think you gettin' di*k before you suck it? (Suck it, suck it)
'Cause she know after the head, we ain't f*ckin'
Type of n*gga finger f*ck you in the middle of the function
Stick my finger in your mouth, make you suck it, b*tch, you lucky
'Cause for real (b*tch, you nasty)
I could really auction this di*k off (What?)
Thirty-five, forty-five, now I'm f*ckin' up her lip gloss (What?)
Thirty-five, forty-five bullets in it, b*tch, stick talk (What?)
n*gga mad and his Rollie sound ticked off (Woo)
Baby, I would never buy you fake gold (Fake gold)
Get dressed, f*ck, then we change clothes
How it feel f*ckin' on ICECOLD?
How it feel f*ckin' on ICECOLD?
[Chorus]
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
(Bend you over then I f*ck you on the floor)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
(Get the pus*y and don't let nobody know)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD, you don't no nan', lil' b*tch)
(f*ck around and leave a n*gga on the floor)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD, this di*k too good for your, uh-huh)
You don't know nan', n*gga
(ICECOLD, uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
This di*k too good for a broke b*tch (Uh-huh)
Ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga, you on both lists (Uh-huh)
Two bad b*tches with me, make 'em both kiss
Two shooters in my whip and they both trip
Ghetto n*gga, I was f*ckin' at the park (At the park?)
pus*y good, b*tch, I thought we had a spark (Had a spark?)
But I really fell in love for her arch
If the pus*y good, b*tch, you get a yellow heart
Ayy, ho, ain't no b*tch in my blood (b*tch in my blood)
n*gga mad 'cause his b*tch let me f*ck (b*tch let me f*ck)
Tryna f*ck and ended up makin' love
I was turnt up off the drinks and the drugs (Drinks and the drugs)
I was f*cked up, baby, I'm a lightweight
f*ck n*gga talk sh*t, treat 'em like a lightweight (Hop out, boom, pow)
I'm lookin' for a Trina, let me be your Trick Daddy
I'm f*ckin' on her sister, she got a big family
[Chorus]
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
(Bend you over then I f*ck you on the floor)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
(Get the pus*y and don't let nobody know)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
(f*ck around and leave a n*gga on the floor)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga
(n*gga, ICECOLD)
You don't know nan' n*gga
(Yeah, yeah, ICECOLD)
b*tch, you don't know nan', n*gga

[Outro]
(Trick, trick, trick daddy)
(Trick, trick, trick daddy) n*gga, n*gga, ICECOLD
(Trick, trick, trick daddy)
(Trick, trick, trick daddy) n*gga, n*gga, ICECOLD
(Trick, trick, trick daddy)
(Trick, trick, trick daddy) n*gga, n*gga, ICECOLD
(Trick, trick, trick) n*gga, n*gga, ICE—