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Song title: Trick Daddy - Shut Up

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Trick daddy f/ trina, co & deuce poppito

Chorus:
(trick daddy)
Ah-ha
Okay
Whats up?
Shut up
(4 times)

Verse 1:
(trick daddy)
Ridin round in my brand new 99, 4 do volvo
I got a pocket full of bs
Cocoa weed and aint got no place to go though
But all my boca boys they know though
Thats fo sho though
(are those bugle boy jeans youre wearing? )
Hell nah, ho, you know they polo
I been used again
Choosed again
This time been wrong to chop somethin dumped by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the benz
Hatin season was in
Hell, cause they figured me for not understandin their reason being
But Im the man for this
While yall was doin fine, I was doin time
Just prayin for this
Locked up, make a plan for this
Without all that fancy shit
Way too advanced for this
Just polo socks, tanks top, and drawers upunder my pants and shit
Shut up

Chorus (8 times)

Verse 2:
(trina)
Okay, whos the baddest bitch
Been real, been rich, been done had this shit
Big benz, big house and shit
Thats right, okay
I been down with trick
Okay, it make sense to me
cause if your money aint right you speakin french to me
Miss trina, dont play wit me
Or you can say miss big, its okay wit me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, now you straight wanna sleep wit me?
Okay, you better be fo sho
cause I done left niggas like you stuck before
Okay, you can ball wit me
Since you got a hot knot, spend it all wit me
Okay, yall know whats up
Okay, uh-huh, I ride
Shut up

Chorus

Verse 3:
(co)
This goes out to my nigga rolls
And them pretty ass jazzy hoes
Bitch, whats up
C-o got a verse in the book of thugs
So when I come through, bitch, show me love
Everybody that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got two rolls of them phat hoes
Late night and Im ready to bust
Are you okay?
Look like you got a lot to say
Okay, come wit it
Niggas keep hidin your ho, what you do that fo
Me and money mark be done hit it
Been done split it
Okay, playboy
Fuck you say, boy?
Dont even much bring your ho round c
Niggas yall better quit fuckin wit me
Shut up

Chorus

Verse 4:
(deuce poppito)
Lay down, playboy whats up?
What about the slugs in your head and your gut
Whats up with the keys to the truck
Your niggas aint got bs in the cut
What up with the safe, whats the combo?
Open that shit, nigga, fuck all the convo
Say shin, whats up wit ya haitian
Party out, birds at the safe house, waitin
Whats up, why you strutted, d
I aint bout shit, but a quarter key
Nigga ya better not be playin me
You gon bleed to death, you understand me
Whats up
You ready to go?
You ready to tongue kiss with the new 4-4
Whats up
Nigga say somethin
Set your crime, ready to spray something
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4 k turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4 k turned out the lights

Chorus (8 times)