[Hook]
I know you like me
Prolly think I’m thick
Even though you wit you’re bitch
I know you wanna hit
Bet I make him.... TRICK!
Bet o make him... TRICK!
Oh you flexin bands?
Say you in the trap
You keep talkin money hurry up let’s get to that
Bet I make him....TRICK!
Bet I make TRICK!
[Verse 1]
P-P-P-Pretty boogie bitch
Ain't no cuffin me
Ain't a gold digga but no nigga gon fuck for free
Nothin less then calamari when it's time to eat
Wanna wife me but I'm sorry I be in these streets!
I mean like Truthfully
What u gon do for me?
Alll them flashy whips u got ain't nothin new to me
He gon pay my rent
& buy me jewelry
But he won't fuck I guess his game ain't what it used to be
He keep beggin me to taste it every time he call
Say he like my sauce
He wanna lick it off
I Make him cash out
Take us to the mall
Bring my girls cause he a trick he gon pay for us all!
[HOOK]
I know you like me
Prolly think I’m thick
Even though you wit you’re bitch
I know you wanna hit
Bet I make him.... TRICK!
Bet o make him... TRICK!
Oh you flexin bands?
Say you in the trap
You keep talkin money hurry up let’s get to that
Bet I make him....TRICK!
Bet I make TRICK!
[Verse 2]
Sit me court side, let me see the lakers
Ain't no favor for no favor u just bring me paper
Don't come gas me up
Or Ima talk shit
Cause it cost to be the boss n Ima boss bitch
Look I wake up n designer nothin cheap about the swag
I make this nigga trick he throwin bengies in the back
I run a play on niggas if he broke I throw a flag
Lying that you miss me can't miss what you never had
Broke his heart he still stayed
Don't feel bad he feel played
Ain't my fault he bitch made
Long as he get these bills paid
Trick nigga, you a trick nigga
You do everything I say see that's that bitch in ya
[Hook]
I know you like me
Prolly think I’m thick
Even though you wit you’re bitch
I know you wanna hit
Bet I make him.... TRICK!
Bet o make him... TRICK!
Oh you flexin bands?
Say you in the trap
You keep talkin money hurry up let’s get to that
Bet I make him....TRICK!
Bet I make TRICK!