Trick Daddy - Shut Yo Face (uncle f**a) lyrics

(feat. Trina) [Terrance and Phillip] U-N-C-L-E f** you, Uncle f**a....Do right! Hey, hey ugh Slip-n-slide, n***a... [Chorus x2] Uncle f**a whatcha say? MOTHERfu*kER! Shut yo f**ing face [Verse 1, Trick Daddy] Everybody wanna be the big boy Sling king with the biggest names in the game In the wood grains big grins big chains big things on the big mane Motherf**ers done lost they brain This sh** ain't fun, the bullsh** ain't done Gonna have to get the gun now, gotta learn how to run now Cuz you the one now That they be talking bout when they hanging out Trying to play ya how to drain you out Two shots rang you out, tried to slide in the game, you out Think it's the game about, sheit Ask or repeat anybody you know used to be big back in the day They probably been in the grave or ?? from the heat of the cage Them n***as is dead [Chorus x2] [Verse 2, Trina] Did I approve for you to talk to me? Motherf**ers like you, hell, I preach it to 'em First hand I teach 'em no psychic, b**h, hell I reach it to 'em No bus no fuss dogg, no s**s in the Lex, dogg Don't see no checks dogg, and stop beggin when it's wet, dogg But you could bet dogg That you don't know no hoe that'll hide the work Two clips inside the purse, f** me I'ma ride you first f** hard till the condom bursts, but umm... I need my ???? Lee tight figero White gold with the X and O's You putas betta know Trina is a betta hoe Oh you don't know? [Verse 3, Trick Daddy] Y'all betta quit f**ing with me, I ain't got too much to lose I got a lot to prove, so f** motherf**ers and hoes Gotta get the dough, save it up till I pay my dues And break the rules, Motherf**ers that is trying to hold me down Think you can hold me down Hoes didn't know me, bet they a** know me now Since I'm in Dolby now b**hes, I play with 'em and hoes, I lay with 'em And women, I just kiss 'em while unzipping they denims And run up in 'em [what] These b**hes they all the same These b**hes they all for change These b**hes got game [Chorus x2] [Verse 4, Trick Daddy] If it ain't 'bout bread, save that Broke b**hes wanna know why I say that If the going price is right and not too high Goddammit, I'll pay that I want two or three or four of 'em So um, I could get my n***a to throw 'em See my hoes horny get my flow on With dough you can't go wrong I roll with k**as, n***as that count the dough and know Never to trust a hoe, thug n***as That'll shoot yo a**, excecute yo a** My overtime n***as be grabbin it My doggs on the bow ain't having it Plus down south n***as got AK's 'Cuz when you raise the day you be savages [Chorus x4]