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Nann N*gga - Tricky Daddy & Trina (sped up)

#nightcore #nightcoremusic Lyrics: Hell no, I don't wanna holla at no motherf*ckin' Trick He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennessey and sh*t, hell no I'm saying though What, you got a playa back there just trying to say what's up Hell no I don't wanna holla at him, that's alright (hold up b*tch, hold up b*tch) Hold up ho, check it out Ho, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh That'll represent like me Who'll say some sh*t like me One who'll lay the d*ck like me B*tch, you don't know nann ni*ga, uh-uh Who do the sh*t that I do Run through yo' whole lil' crew Pay for it if I got to Ho, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh That'll run off in yo' house Put the gun off in yo' mouth Blow yo' motherf*cking brains out B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh Who'll fall off in the club Free drinks for the show some love Take the bar home for the thugs B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh Who know mo' n*ggas than me? Who do mo' killings than me? And weigh mo' dope dealings than me? B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh, no, no, no You don't know nann n*gga, uh-huh That dress fresher than me And you don't know nann n*gga That wear mo' Polo sh*t than me B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh Who do mo' freaky stuff Eat the coochie wit' the legs up Then I blow it all in yo' butt And I don't know nann ho, uh-uh Who liked the d*ck like you Who'll bite the d*ck like you On a b*tch like you And I don't like a b*tch like you I'll fight a b*tch like you Ol' trifling b*tch like you Ain't no telling what you might do B*tch, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh Ho, you don't know nann n*gga, uh-uh, no, no (Uh uh uh) You don't know nann n*gga, uh-huh (Hold up who the f*ck this n*gga think he is, he got me fucked up) So b*tch, you don't know nann, n*gga (I ain't ashamed of nothing I do, hold up check this sh*t out) You don't know nann ho, uh-uh Don' been the places I been Who can spend the grands that I spend F*ck 'bout five or six best friends And you don't know nann ho, uh-uh That's off the chain like me That'll floss the thang like me On a awful thang like me Now you don't know nann ho, uh-uh That'll sell more a*s than me You don't know nann hoe That'll make you come like me N*gga, you don't know nann ho, uh-uh Don' tried all types of sh*t Who quick to deep throat the d*ck And let another b*tch straight lick the cl*t Now you don't know nann ho, uh-uh That'll keep it wet like me Make it come back to back like me Lick a n*gga nut sack like me Now you don't know nann ho, uh-uh That'll ride the d*ck on the dime, who love to f*ck all the time One whose p*ssy fatter than mine B*tch, you don't know nann ho Hold up baby, hold up, what you said you'll do b*tch? N*gga, you heard what I motherf*cking said Well baby, if you gon' be doin' all this, then you need to be on my team 'Cause I'm the realest n*gga you motherf*cking know Well, if you want me You know how to find me Taterhead got the number Tater boy bet they help Tater boy