Friday, December 29, 2006

Trick Daddy - Bet That

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, n* you can bet that
I smoke, I drank boy you can bet that
22's, 24's all we roll...I'm a dope rider fa' sho

Everyday me and my dog we wylin
7-Tre 7-5 dope ridin'
And we ain't trippin' on nothin', just vibin'
Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck n* tried me
They already know, how I let him go
Kill his ass and make sho' at his funeral
How the hell a O.B. gon' try me?
I'm O.G. on and off TV, see
Middle fingers in the air, tell 'em fuck yall
Tryin to hate on my dawgs, hell fuck nah
Why you hatin on a n* like that
Why you tryin' to stab a n* in his back
I know some n* don't like this
But them n* is the reason I'm like this
Fuck n* done made me mad
I'm 'bout to snap 'n' put this K on his ass

I pull up Bentleys, lookin like they not annoyed
Trunk popped up lookin like a Tonka Toy
If you dont like it you know can get that Almond Joy (What?)
Deez nuts n*, wuddup Trick, I got ya boy
I'm clickin' over, lemme tell her I got another call
Ridin' wit my trunk popped up like I'm "Above The Law"
Tires wet and n* they still drippin' Armor-All
Tell me you gon' fall, and I ain't got to use the arm at all
Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna flip the paper
Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a hater
Tip the dinner waiter Trick 'em like we finna date her
Get off ya sleeves let 'em breathe like a ventilator
Hey, what can I say me and the King Of M.I.A
Finna, (Hey) finna touch ya n* and ya finna pay
Stay wit it hey you we aint finna play
Snatch ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away

In the club wit my dogs we wylin
'Two straight coup grey dome ridin
Look at cha boy go so many hoes
Look in his mouf he got so many gold
Im sippin and I'm goin'
Whole click, that's how we rollin'
Stay fly, stay right if ya didn't know
And that's everywhere that we go
All I wanna do is
Drive my Chevy through years
And let 'em sweat the candy paint
Aint it right?, ain't it tight?, ain't it nice?, yes
N* like, "Who painted that?"
Candy apple green, lookin mean anywhere
Tweety seat with the digital dash
And a swat just right in the ass
They wanna know what I got in here
I got shit when it hit betta run 'em up outta here
They ain't neva heard nuthin like that
And they ain't even turned the bass up yet
I love aggressive musicI smoke, I listen to it
I drank so much, sometimes I think I need to quit
but I can't do it


***

I am inebriated while driving a luxury car
I remain stylish and successful
You can be assured that I have not lost my hyper masculine edge
and have not given up pursuits of the streets
I still imbibe copious amounts of liquor and marijuana
and drive cars with 22" and 24" wheels

My friend and I act in a wild manner everyday
while driving cars manufactured in 1973 or 1975
I carry a 9mm firearm as some one made an attempt on my life
I shot him but nonetheless attended his funeral
It seems foolish for an unmasculine man to try to kill me
as I am not only a gangster with much credibility in my music
but in my real life as well.
I have nothing but disrespect for other men who try
to bring my friends and I down
It makes me so angry I might begin to shoot someone

I drive Bentleys which makes other men jealous
I respond that they can put their mouth on my testicles
I lie to the woman I am speaking with on the phone that I have another call
But in actuality I have weapons in my trunk
My wheels have been freshly coated with shine
I would prefer that you would deescalate the situation yourself
such that I don't have to shoot you
Trick Daddy and I, Chamillionaire, are planning to make a lot of money
and kill those that oppose us
We will promise our waitress that we will have a relationship with her
but really we will just have intercourse
Trick Daddy, the most popular rapper in Miami, and I
are planning to kill you while you are driving in your car

We act wildly in the nighclubs and drive classic cars
Which attracts many women to me as well as my
gold crowns on my teeth
All my friends have the same magnetism as i do
wherever we go
I would like to drive my classic Chevrolet
and let others admire its high gloss pastel paint job
and inquire as to where such a car came from
It has a top of the line interior and sound system
with speakers in the seats
I like to play hip hop with violent imagery while
smoking marijuana in my car
Sometimes my overindulgence makes me think I should
forswear alcohol, but I cannot

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

this is the best thing i have ever seen in my entire life.