- Song Name: F*****' Around
- Artist Name: Trick Daddy
- Album: Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets
- Songwriters: Carlos Hernandez, Chris Blanding, Clifford Harris, Jeezy Jenkins, Maurice Marshall, Maurice Young
- Release Date: 2004.10.26
LYRICS FOR "F*****' Around"
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
I hit the clown in the dirt
Jump on the top wit a drop that nigga down in the dirt
The first nigga quick to get it first
Call the paramedics 'cuz the police be stealin' from the hearse
I aim it at ya hat when I burst
If I don't get a Grammy I'm headed at the rat niggas first
And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb
Slap that b**** on the third
Nigga done caught wit a slurr
Can't see s*** but a blur
Crank up that Chevy let her purr
We all from the curve
B**** niggas runnin' up nerve
I ain't gone let you die
And I never gonna tag a man
Said you runnin' from the hood and I'm packistan
B**** I'm a mutha f*****' jacka man
And Understand when the mutha f*****' crack is stayin'
Y'all mutha f****** better run cuz we got bombs
Plus we got guns that take off arms
Got 4
And like John Doe
Start killin every nigga who ain't feelin' this rhyme
And ain't feelin' this vibe
To many niggas goose neckin' my ride
But okay my A
Y'all niggas watch how you step to me
And y'all young niggas back the f*** up
And don't make me act the f*** up
'Cuz it al' be another war
I'll kill every mutha f***** that y'all know
That's yo' ma
Yo' daddy yo dog and yo hoe
Now I ain't claim to be a saint
And no got damn serial killer
I just wanna know my nigga
What made you disrespect a nigga
What you thought I was a buster
Sucker
Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya
But one day f*** nigga I'm gone catch ya
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Been got my B's got my cheese
F*** nigga you don't play wit the Jeezz
C*** back aim and squeeze
Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees
My ol' boy didn't raise no snitch
My Ol' girl didn't raise no b****
U outta line I'll kill you b****
Now put that s*** on my chick
Man I pull 'bout 26 b******
Gotta perk s*** 26 inches
On the concrete nigga
Gotta lace on the concrete nigga
At least when I rap a lot
Break down hoes in the trap a lot
F*** nigga I got crypt for days
Slip n' Slide wit them boys from Dade
305 to the 404
Look dawg we'll take ya bricks
Then you gone cop some candy s***
F*** nigga I hope it's worth it
Spray ya ass like a job from Perfect
Gay niggas suck a dick ATL Dade county and Trick
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Aye
F*** around see me wit a A
Start bussin' makin' mutha f****** lay in the streets
All 'cuz of what a nigga say on the beat
Look
From trapin' to sprayin' the heat to wearin' the key
Instead of all that attention you were payin' to me
You should of been mindin' ya business and keepin' it pimpin'
But I know most niggas ain't built like that
Just know old niggas get killed like that
U don't wanna f*** around wit Tip like that
Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that
Niggas wanna talk s*** and c*** duce
Wit this fully automatic Mack 10's start shootin'
So you can run high and tell lies if you want to
But when I f*** around and run up on you what you gone do
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
Y'all niggas keep f*****' around
F*****' around
I ain't no busta see
© FIRST AND GOLD PUBLISHING
