Terrence Howard - Whoop That Trick lyrics

[Intro: Dialogue] [Lexus] Don't you see me on a hustle? [Djay] Where you at? [Lexus] On my shift, I was on my third dance n***a what you think, I can just run up in here and snap my fingers And make these motherf**ers throw they money at me? [Djay] Aye b**h, watch your mouth [Lexus] n***a I ain't even made pay out yet [Hook] Whoop that trick (16x) [Verse 1] I'mma make these s**a's recognize I ain't playin' ho If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go I done held in a lot of sh** and I'm 'bout to flip Now I think it's time to show you b**hes who you f**in' with Djay that's the name, and I came to bring the pain Ana on my chest got me bustin' at you lemon lames You ain't know, you f**in' with a street n***a From the gutta pimp tight slash drug dealer Born and raised in the "M", Memphis Tennessee Before it's said and done you b**hes gon' remember me This only the beginning, I got a lot to say It's been a long time, and you got hell to pay Ain't no love ho, just bring it the door I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor So if you want some, this is your d**h wish Better come correct cause I came to break you off trick [Hook] [Verse 2] You think I won't beat that trick, whoop that trick Got me acting buck and sh** Hoes telling me to calm down but I'm like f** that sh** I'm already on that Hypnotiq and that Grey Goose A couple shots of Hen' that just gave me another boost I'm feeling electrified, you can see it in my eyes Shirt soaking wet looking like I just got baptized Sloppy drunk like a rhino at a liquor store But crunk like some sanctified folks catchin' the Holy Ghost I don't think you understand, this one right here might get banned Setting off a riot like we living in Afghanistan But this the dirty dirty, and that's the way it go Security be the main ones acting like some hoes But you done f**ed up, you better call the the law I'mma break this Moet bottle cross your f**ing jaw And that's for anyone that ever disrespected D Watch your back boy, cause you 'bout to get your a** beat [Hook] [Verse 3] I came to bust a n***a head, leave him bloody red Fighting for his life as they rush him to the Med This what happens when you get caught up in the mix All that jaw jacking got your a** in a bunch of sh** This that Memphis drama boy you know we came to get buck I thought you came deep, n***a where your backup Your clique they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches That bottle cross your head got you leaking losing focus See, this is what we mean when we shut down the club n***as started gangsta walking and we tear the b**h up We some straight hood n***as from the ghetto and the projects Duck the police cause we know we the suspects Make you wonder what's next b**h, guard your grill If they play this in the club you get your a** beat for real My advice would be to chill, M-Town n***as sick Get caught without a warning and get your a** whooped quick b**h [Hook] Whoop that trick (7x)