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Trick Daddy - Nann N***a (feat. Trina) [Explicit Version]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy
Vocals
Trina
Trina
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Duggins
Adam Duggins
Songwriter
Katrina Taylor
Katrina Taylor
Songwriter
M. Young
M. Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Righteous Funk Boogie
Righteous Funk Boogie
Producer
Ted "Touche" Lucas
Ted "Touche" Lucas
Executive Producer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hell no, I don't wanna holla at no motherfuckin' Trick He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennessey and shit, 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 bitch, hold up bitch) Hold up ho, check it out Ho, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh That'll represent like me Who'll say some shit like me One who'll lay the dick like me Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh Who do the shit that I do Run through yo' whole lil' crew Pay for it if I got to Ho, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh That'll run off in yo' house Put the gun off in yo' mouth Blow yo' motherfucking brains out Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh Who'll fall off in the club Free drinks for the show some love Take the bar home for the thugs Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh Who know mo' niggas than me? Who do mo' killings than me? And weigh mo' dope dealings than me? Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh, no, no, no You don't know nann nigga, uh-huh That dress fresher than me And you don't know nann nigga That wear mo' Polo shit than me Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, 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 dick like you Who'll bite the dick like you On a dikey bitch like you And I don't like a bitch like you I'll fight a bitch like you Ol' trifling bitch like you Ain't no telling what you might do Bitch, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh Ho, you don't know nann nigga, uh-uh, no, no (Uh uh uh) You don't know nann nigga, uh-huh (Hold up who the fuck this nigga think he is, he got me fucked up) So bitch, you don't know nann, nigga (I ain't ashamed of nothing I do, hold up check this shit out) You don't know nann ho, uh-uh Don' been the places I been Who can spend the grands that I spend Fuck '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 ass than me You don't know nann hoe That'll make you come like me Nigga, you don't know nann ho, uh-uh Don' tried all types of shit Who quick to deep throat the dick And let another bitch straight lick the clit 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 nigga nut sack like me Now you don't know nann ho, uh-uh That'll ride the dick on the dime, who love to fuck all the time One whose pussy fatter than mine Bitch, you don't know nann ho Hold up baby, hold up, what you said you'll do bitch? Nigga, you heard what I motherfucking said Well baby, if you gon' be doin' all this, then you need to be on my team 'Cause I'm the realest nigga you motherfucking know Well, if you want me You know how to find me Taterhead got the number Tater boy bet they help Tater boy
Writer(s): Maurice Young, Adam Duggins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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