[Trick] One

[Yung Wun]

Y'all done $#&@ed up now!
OH !#@(! AHHH!
It's mine now! Who want it, HA?

D-S, Ryde or Die ^!$$%, you heard that?

It's Yung Wun with the big gun, what you gon' do boy?

You betta sit down ^!$$% don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, LIL BUDDY

I don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast, ^!$$% give up the ghost
No problem Barry; you don't no cemetery, homes

Just a pine box dropped off in the woods
A man to come home, six-oh-three be like that
Catch a case and come right back

To the block with a gat
Standin out in the track with a bumma hard
Bummin weed into the sack

^!$$% let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head
Baby, cause I be wilder, big BALLER, call up with quarter

Trying to make a few endz
be runnin from the police, never wanna follow the Impala
(That's %#@!) And it ain't no stoppin it

Y'all ^!$$%s from Georgia ain't lockin it

[Chorus: x2]


Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall

y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up


[Trick Daddy]
Look, I'm slippin right behind ya ^!$$%

Don't try to hide cause I'll find ya ^!$$%
I'm representin Dade County ^!$$%
I gotta a clip for all ya slimmy ^!$$%s

Don't eva try me ^!$$%
Don't try to run no bull %#@! like that ??? ^!$$%
You know I'ma a fool for this

I gots two for this
I'll tear yo mammy and your crew plus you for this
Them Daddy dollars y'all

My %#@! harder Dog
I'm fron the city of Caprices and Impalas y'all
Ima go and kill this ^!$$%

Kiss above this realest ^!$$%
First ^!$$% to take you to the bar and now you feel this ^!$$%
The respect you gotta give us

Slip-N-Slide and Ruff Ryders ^!$$%
And all yo money can't buy this ^!$$%
My exctacy got me wilin ^!$$%

I'm twice that body ^!$$%
About 100 miles an hour ^!$$%


[Swizz Beatz]
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun

Yo, Ball Out

[Chorus: x2]


Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall

y'all boys betta put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up


[YUNG WUN]
AAAHHH

Wait a minute God Damnit y'all done $#&@ed up now
y'all gotta ^!$$% from the A on the Ruff Ryde
Representin from the South
In a glass ???
This man got cash in mind

On the cash route
^!$$%s there with they $$# out
Talkin bout YUNG WUN'S A !#$* (MAN)
That DS Cliq
Ima bout to pitch a $#&@in fit

And start blowin this (*##$
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
^!$$%s get slaughtered

Boy where Im from
Problems gon get solved
By getting robbed
Causin tear drops and closed caskets
On tha glasses

Get beside theyself
And soficate from plastic
Face down on a mattress

[Chorus: x5]


Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up