Tricks Only
Yeah
See, one thing about it
You tryna fuck with a motherfucker like me
You gotta be ready to cut a check, nigga
Can't fuck with no motherfuckin' dry pocket ass
In a drought havin' ass
Nigga, the fuck
Cut a check, nigga
Yeah
Amarillo Baby
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Come on, you gotta spend some money on me
I can't fuck with broke niggas nah they can't get with me
(Hell Nah)
I don't got time for lame shit, boy, I'm standin' on business
If you ain't talkin' money, this body you ain't feelin
Might be used to these others that be poppin' they shit
(Uhh)
Suckin' and fuckin' with no money, talkin' in the mix
Gotta be ready to spend them bands
Other than that, you can watch me leave the dust on your ass
(Skirt)
I'm on the way, hoe, throw that bag
I'm tryna pop out with my bitches and I need some cash
I gotta look good when I'm shakin' this ass
So you might as well put a little extra in hand
(The fuck)
I like designer want this boochie in Gucci
You tryna push all up on me, but ain't talkin' Armani
(Uh uh)
Smile on your face, I don't see nothin' funny
(Add it up)
On to the next motherfucker that can do somethin' for me
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Every day I wake up, it's a new play
I'm tryna see which nigga finna trick on me today
(Hey)
It's this daddy, I be fuckin' with he'll throw a pack
Then I go and make some money and I double back
(Hello)
I'm tryna run it up so a hoe can live it up
I'm a money fiend, give me all that green
Gay or not, I get all the play
That's why you bitches be mad, cause your man been bait
Cool like a fan, that's how I take your man
But I don't even want him, I just wanna hit them pockets
(Hell no)
Never been the type to do that lovey-dovey shit
Most niggas can't afford to keep a lock on it
Like they say, you get what you pay for
So don't expect to get none of this ass tonight
(Hell nah)
If my price too high, you better skirt off in that Jetta
Cause my nigga with the Hellcat gon' do it better
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
(Trick that cash Nigga)
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
See, one thing about it
You tryna fuck with a motherfucker like me
You gotta be ready to cut a check, nigga
Can't fuck with no motherfuckin' dry pocket ass
In a drought havin' ass
Nigga, the fuck
Cut a check, nigga
Yeah
Amarillo Baby
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Come on, you gotta spend some money on me
I can't fuck with broke niggas nah they can't get with me
(Hell Nah)
I don't got time for lame shit, boy, I'm standin' on business
If you ain't talkin' money, this body you ain't feelin
Might be used to these others that be poppin' they shit
(Uhh)
Suckin' and fuckin' with no money, talkin' in the mix
Gotta be ready to spend them bands
Other than that, you can watch me leave the dust on your ass
(Skirt)
I'm on the way, hoe, throw that bag
I'm tryna pop out with my bitches and I need some cash
I gotta look good when I'm shakin' this ass
So you might as well put a little extra in hand
(The fuck)
I like designer want this boochie in Gucci
You tryna push all up on me, but ain't talkin' Armani
(Uh uh)
Smile on your face, I don't see nothin' funny
(Add it up)
On to the next motherfucker that can do somethin' for me
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Every day I wake up, it's a new play
I'm tryna see which nigga finna trick on me today
(Hey)
It's this daddy, I be fuckin' with he'll throw a pack
Then I go and make some money and I double back
(Hello)
I'm tryna run it up so a hoe can live it up
I'm a money fiend, give me all that green
Gay or not, I get all the play
That's why you bitches be mad, cause your man been bait
Cool like a fan, that's how I take your man
But I don't even want him, I just wanna hit them pockets
(Hell no)
Never been the type to do that lovey-dovey shit
Most niggas can't afford to keep a lock on it
Like they say, you get what you pay for
So don't expect to get none of this ass tonight
(Hell nah)
If my price too high, you better skirt off in that Jetta
Cause my nigga with the Hellcat gon' do it better
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
(Trick that cash Nigga)
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
Trick, trick that cash, nigga
(Yeah)
I make these niggas spend that money if they want some ass
Trick that cash, nigga
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