Boy (New Final clean) Trick Daddy

(Trick)
I tellin ya boy I got them boys
Dog I be tryin to tell em

Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe
You can't catch me boy
Don't upset me boy
Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy
Never disrespect me boy
Dog you better check ya' boy
Cause I'll never thirty-eight 'cha I'll tech ya boy
Pray to God protect ya boy
Cause when it's on it's like Electra boy
I know you wanna go home but we ain't gone let 'cha boy
And if my money ain't right you better stretch it boy
Cause when it's bout that bread I'm sweat 'cha boy
You see I'm riding round in a lexus boy
Cause we rob a lot like a Texas boy
And if ya ain't Slip-N-Slide I'll wreck ya boy
Give me fifty feet stay out my section boy
Disrespecting hoes like we sexist boy
You know a nigga keep a Smith and Wesson boy
I don't mean no harm just protection boy
We can shoot it out like a Western boy

Chorus: repeat 2x
I suggest you don't be (f**king with me)
And if you don't wanna die (don't be f**king with me)
Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be f**king with me)
And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be f**king with me)