Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shut Up, artist - Trick Daddy. Date of issue: 03.01.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shut Up |
| We gon’let the band deal wit’this |
| Ha ha, uh MIA Style, ha Old School |
| Uh huh |
| Okay, Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) |
| Ah ha, Okay |
| What’s Up, Shut Up Trick Daddy: |
| Ridin''round in my brand new, '99, 4 do', Volvo |
| I got a pocket full of B’s, cocoa weed and ain’t got no place to go tho' |
| But all my Boca Boys they know though, that’s fo’sho’though |
| (Are those Bugle Boy jeans you’re 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 I’m the man for this |
| While y’all 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 tops and drawers up under my pants and shit |
| Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) |
| Trina: |
| Okay who’s the baddest bitch |
| I been real, been rich, bee don’had this shit |
| Big Benz, big house and shit |
| That’s right, okay I been down with Trick |
| Okay it make sense to me Cause if your money ain’t right you stick it French to me Miss Trina don’t play wit’me |
| Or you can say Miss Big, it’s okay wit’me |
| You need a grand just to speak to me Okay, are you sure you wanna sleep wit’me |
| Okay, you better be fo’sho' |
| Cause I don’left niggaz like you stuck befo' |
| Okay, you can ball wit’me |
| Okay, since you got a hot knot spend it all wit’me |
| Okay, y’all know what’s up Okay, uh huh, I ride, Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) |
| Co: |
| This goes out to my nigga Rolls and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, bitch what’s |
| up Co got a verse in the Book of Thugs |
| So when I come through bitch show me love |
| Everbody that flow, then raise it up You got that funk, then blaze it up |
| I got 2 mo’of them phat hoes, late night and I ready to bust |
| Are you okay |
| Look like you got alot to say |
| Okay, come wit’it |
| Niggaz keep hidin’your ho, what you do that fo' |
| Me and Money Mark bee don’hit it, been don’split it Okay playboy, fuck you say boy |
| Don’t even much bring your ho 'round C Niggaz y’all better quit fuckin’wit’me |
| Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) |
| Duece Poppito: |
| Lay down, playboy what’s up What about the slugs in your head and your gut |
| What’s up with the keys to your truck |
| Your niggaz ain’t got B’s in the cut |
| What’s up with the safe, what’s the combo |
| Open that shit nigga fuck all the convo |
| Say Shin, what’s up wit’ya hatian |
| Party out, birds at the safehouse, waitin' |
| What’s up why you struted D I ain’t 'bout shit but a quarter ki Nigga ya better not be playin’me |
| You gon’bleed to death, you understand me What’s up you ready to go You ready to tongue kiss with the new 4−4 |
| What’s up fuck nigga say somethin' |
| Set your crime, ready to spray somethin' |
| 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: Trick Daddy (8x) |