Trick Daddy - Bet That Lyrics:
Sittin` high, still ridin` dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin`, getting big checks
Still thuggin`, still leanin` to the back
You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, ni**a, you can bet that
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet that
22`s, 24`s how we roll
I`m a dope rider fa` sho

Everyday me and my dog we wylin`
7-Tre 7-5 dope ridin`
And we ain`t trippin` on nothin`, just vibin`
Big 9 with me `cuz a f**k ni**a tried me

They already know, how I let him go
Kill his ass and make sho` at his funeral
How the hell a O.B. gon` try me?
I`m O.G. on and off TV, see

Middle fingers in the air, tell `em f**k y`all
Tryin` to hate on my dawgs, hell f**k nah
Why you hatin` on a ni**a like that
Why you tryin` to stab a ni**a in his back

I know some ni**az don`t like this
But them ni**az is the reason I`m like this
F**k ni**az done made me mad
I`m `bout to snap an` put this K on his ass

Sittin` high, still ridin` dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin`, getting big checks
Still thuggin`, still leanin` to the back
You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, ni**a, you can bet that
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet that
22`s, 24`s all we roll
I`m a dope rider fa` sho

Hey, I pull up Bentleys, lookin` like they not annoyed
Trunk popped up lookin` like a Tonka Toy
If you don`t like it you know can get that Almond Joy
Deez nuts ni**a, wuddup Trick, I got ya boy

I`m clickin` over, lemme tell her I got another call
Ridin` wit my trunk popped up like I`m `Above The Law`
Tires wet and ni**a they still drippin` Armor-All
Tell me you gon` fall, and I ain`t got to use the arm at all

Bet Daddy finna Trick `em, finna flip the paper
Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a hater
Tip the dinner waiter Trick `em like we finna date her
Get off ya sleeves let `em breathe like a ventilator

Hey, what can I say me and the King Of M.I.A
Finna, hey, finna touch ya ni**az and ya finna pay
Stay wit it hey, you we ain`t finna play
Snatch ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away

Sittin` high, still ridin` dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin`, getting big checks
Still thuggin`, still leanin` to the back
You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, ni**a, you can bet that
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet that
22`s, 24`s all we roll
I`m a dope rider fa` sho

In the club wit my dogs we wylin`
Two straight coup gray dome ridin`
Look at cha boy go so many hoes
Look in his mouf he got so many gold

I`m sippin` and I`m goin`
Whole click, that`s how we rollin`
Stay fly, stay right if ya didn`t know
And that`s everywhere that we go

All I wanna do is
Drive my Chevy through years
And let `em sweat the candy paint
Ain`t it right? Ain`t it tight? Ain`t it nice? Yes

Ni**az like, "Who painted that?"
Candy apple green, lookin` mean anywhere
Tweety seat with the digital dash
And a swat just right in the ass

They wanna know what I got in here
I got s**t when it hit betta run `em up outta here
They ain`t neva heard nothin` like that
And they ain`t even turned the bass up yet

I love aggressive music
I smoke, I listen to it
I drink so much sometimes
I think I need to quit but I can`t do it

Sittin` high, still ridin` dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin`, getting big checks
Still thuggin`, still leanin` to the back
You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, ni**a, you can bet that
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet that
22`s, 24`s all we roll
I`m a dope rider fa` sho

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