Where You From?

[Trick Daddy]

Ta, told ya I was gone do it for ya nigga

Take off

Y'all know what time it is

Liberty City nigga, 6-1, Pokabean, Carol City niggas

Seminole niggas, Bal Harbour, Hialeah niggas, Matchbox

Wynnwood niggas, Richmond Heights, Homestead niggas

Florida City niggas, Overtown niggas (OT), Coconut Grove niggas

South Miami niggas, Opa Locka niggas

Trick Daddy Dollars y'all, that's right

Verse 1: (Trick)

I push 'em daily, smoke 'em dirty, roll 'em heavy baby

Dipping corners, pulling bitches in old Chevy's baby

Dubs or better, candy's and leather

What you want nigga

Two do's, Fo' do's

We call 'em donk's nigga

Breaker breaker its Dade County on the number line

Seventy-one's, seventy-two's, three's, foe's, and five's

My verse is seven pounds

My shit be getting down

I got a seven

Trick ducking they can't catch me now

Trick Daddy Dollars y'all

I'm from the muthafuckin' city of Caprice's and Impala's

I'll holla dawg

??? the age, straight or shady

I still beat it baby

Married twice, five kids

I still eat it lady

Ain't no shit shady ??? till I see better days

Calico's and a.k.'s seem like the only way

??? bodacious boulders for yo shoulders

Got that fire

You want get hi' so want you come on over

Boy I'm a powder head

X-man, X-cons

I got the boys all way from Marathon to West Palm

Call me the butcher man

The cookie cook it man

I got a soft

You wanna hard

I guess I'll burn it then

(Trick Daddy Hook):

Trick Daddy Dollars y'all

I'm from the muthafuckin city of Caprice's and Impala's

I'll holla dawg

(Repeat)

Verse 2: Trina

I like 'em rugged guns

Thugged, cold blooded nigga

Pinky ring blinging

And rollie platinum flooded nigga

Don't want no buster's either

You got to pay this diva

And if ya money ain't long nigga Ion't see ya

Cause I'm the baddest bitch

Ballin' with the baddest clique

I make ya money disappear like a magic trick

A classy chick but I can still get it, spit it, watch it

I keep the club jumping jumping like my girl Beyonce

Silen suits looking cute with the matching boots

I'm getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruit

You know my click, Deuce Poppie and my nigga Trick

The Lost Tribe, Tre-6 and we rolling thick

The diamond princess out the south can't nann ho fade it

I'mma first round draft pick

Y'all bitches getting traded

I'm triple X rated

Pussy stay soakin' wet

I set a nigga up quick for his coke and jet

(Trina Hook):

It's Miss Trina baby

I'm from the city where the bitches shakin' ass, gettin cash

Holla back ladies

(Repeat)

[Trick Daddy]

New York niggas

DC niggas

Detroit niggas

Va niggas

Ga niggas

All around worldwide nigga

Verse 3: Deuce Poppito

I throw a bullet atcha like a Danny Marino floater

I'mma half a brick slanging, nutts swinging, weed roller

Bustin a blue 4-4 with the speed loader

How they go toe to toe with the 44 touter

Fo' show do

Room is full of pimps and thugs

Ghetto pharmacies with prescription drugs

Banging like Krypts and Bloods

We wiping slugs

Our enemies dripping blood

Workers at the graveyard late nite diggin mud

To prepare ya for ya pillow inside the box

When I ride the blocks I always hide my Glocks

In the dash board next to my passport

In the double S I paid thirteen cash for

My name is Richard Nixon but they screaming Deuce Pop

With the one stop shop

Heroin, weed, and rocks

I feed the block

And ride the strio in a tinted drop

And I even met the niggas who invented rocks

I got the block game from the county of Dade

A bounty hunter won't rest till my bounty is paid

We got 200 hundred bricks coming from the direct link

I pray the God that boat carryin' that coke don't sink, what

(Deuce Hook):

It's Deuce Poppie nigga

I'm from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers

Whassup, holla nigga

(Repeat)