Sittin' On D's - Trick Daddy
Yizzup  repping all out
Representing the bottom ni**a understand this
It's twelve months in a year
Six months to mind ya business
And six months to stay the f**k outta mine
And hopefully its a leap year
So you can take that one extra day
And think about all the dickhead sh*t
Cuz you ain't got no money
Yup
Now they wanna roll with me
Get dough wit me
Drink mo wit me blow dro wit me f**k hoes wit me
They squeeze wit me open cheese
With me fleck d's wit me
You ain't gone never see'em sittine on d's wit me
Drink mo wit me blow dro wit me f**k hoes wit me
They squeeze wit me open cheese
Wit me fleck d's wit me
You ain't gone never see'em sittine on d's wit me
I remember back in the days
We slang a lil crack in the days
But now he broke and he lacking these days
But where he was when I was doing time
No collect calls from my
So called dawg and not a damn dime
Now he feeling like I owe'em something
Sending messages like a ho or something talking
If I ain't got it I ain't ya dawg no mo
Is this here wit worth working for
In that case then I ain't got it then
I'm with the hens of yo fake a** body benz ni**a
Only thug niggas roll wit me get blowed
F**k hoes and get flow wit me
Now they wanna roll wit me
Get dough wit me
Drink mo wit me blow dro wit me f**k hoes wit me
They squeeze wit me open cheese
Wit me fleck d's wit me
You ain't gone never see'em sittine on d's wit me
Now they wanna roll wit me
Get dough wit me
Drink mo wit me blow dro wit me f**k hoes wit me
They squeeze wit me open cheese
Wit me fleck d's wit me
You ain't gone never see'em sittine on d's wit me
I done struggled strived damn near died kept it real
With all them cats I supplied