My Ni**as Dem- Trick Daddy & Trina Lyrics

[Trick Daddy]
For the niggas, my niggas, ya'll niggas

[Trina]
For my bitchs, bad bitchs

[Trick Daddy]
f**k dem hoes

[Trina]
f**k dem niggas

[Trick Daddy]
f**k you too hoe

[Trina]
f**k you nigga

[Chorus: 1 Trick Daddy & Trina]
[TD] I keep a d**k in these hoes for my niggas dem
[TR] I'm bezold out with gats for my bitchs dem
[TD] Straight muttin' these hoes that's for my niggas dem
And if you with me
[Together]
Then you's a balla'!
[TR] I demand respect for my bitchs dem
[TD] Neva' lovin' these hoes that's for my niggas dem
[TR] I keep you niggas in check that's for my bitchs dem
And if you with me
[Together]
Then you's a balla'!

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy]
They wanna know why niggas like me (like me)
Talkin' bout bitchs in the street
Walk a rock about bitchs don't speak if I say "Hi"
I try to f**k ya
Knowin' damn well you a young d**k s*cka'
Half dead
Half women, half men
Gay as f**k
Lookin' all toe-up
Like you just had woke up
Mouth smellin' like a*s, d**k, shit, and through up
Hold up
And this is for my niggas dem
About them raga-dee bitchs 'cause I'm sick of them
Home-hoes like Trina going to save your a*s
But you a grown a*s women bitch baze your a*s!

[Chorus 2: Trick Daddy & Trina]
[TR] I demand respect for my bitchs dem
[TD] Neva' lovin' these hoes that's for my niggas dem
[TR] I keep you niggas in check that's for my bitchs dem
And if you with me
[Together]
Then you's a balla'!
[TD] I keep a d**k in these hoes for my niggas dem
[TR] I'm bezold out with gats for my bitchs dem
[TD] Straight muttin' these hoes that's for my niggas dem
And if you with me
[Together]
Then you's a balla'!

[Verse 2: Trina]
You gots no bucks?
You gets no f**k
You better find you a foot dragon slow mutt
You got big bucks?
You like the trick bucks?
You lookin' for a quick nut and a d**k s*ck?
Nigga please
I been touchin' dem Bees
And I aint stuck on my knees
For no couple of Gz
This game aint nothin' to me
Got niggas stuntin' for me
From the N.Y.C to the Florida keys 'cause
Lil' momma I'm real one
pus*y worth a trillion
Pull them V's out nigga stop pillion
Now you still wanna f**k I don't think so
I aint no corduroy bitch I'm a mink coat

[Chorus 2]

[Verse 3: Trina]
Ah! You wanna cheap f**k
Find a cheap hoe for that
You got 10 Gz it takes much more for that
You got 30 grand add 15
I'll pull out the handcuffs and the wiped cream
Cherry's and strawberries we could do big things
Pull the camera out play it on the big screen
Lick your lips you know this pus*y taste real great
The realist one, I'm tryin to get it like Kim Gates

[Trick Daddy]
Can't no bitch come between me, my flow, my clique
Hoes we pimps we aint pimpin' d**ks
And after we f**k you ganna remember this
Wants some up, bling, bald head bitch
I be damned if I pimp ya'll hoes
I'll damage ya'll scandales a*s, amateur a*s hoes
One pound of cock and one genseen
A fifth of Gen, and bitch and let the beatin begin
I'm your daddy hoe
And bitch I drive a Chevey not a caddie hoe
The king dig-a-ling that is
You cheap bragin' about the head
I wanna see how mean that is

[Chorus 1]

[DJ Clue]
Roc-A-Fella!
Fresh out!
My nigga Gene!
Domings!
My nigga Damarco!

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