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roxanne shanté - trick or treat lyrics

[verse 1]
so you say you got money but ain’t spendin’ it?
well if that’s your move, fool, shanté has been in it
you gotta peep what’s on display, honey
and i ain’t sleepin’ around for sneaker money
picture me lettin’ a n-gg- get his d-ck soaked
then splittin’ and hittin’ a mother f-cker cold broke
i gotta look out for self, dear
give me the riches you can keep those other b-tches on welfare
where’s my props and all that?
yeah you’re godd-mn right that i’m a spoiled–ss brat
“but shanté, i love you, baby.”
but what the f-ck have you done for me lately?
i’m not sayin’ i got a fee
i’m just sayin’ that the p-ssy ain’t for free
i ain’t tryin’ to play you like a sucker
but if you get in these pants, believe you paid for the motherf-cker
it ain’t about a n-gg- peepin’ me
it’s all about a n-gg- treatin’ me and eatin’ me
playin’ n-gg-s in the streets
you either lick or you trick or you treat

[verse 2]
a n-gg- can’t play me like i’m soft
steady flashin’ all that cash, n-gg- p-ss off
’cause there’s no layin up if n-gg-s ain’t payin’ up
i’m out for the bucks, i ain’t playin’ ducks
i’m shallow in the gifts than men give
i need a place, ’cause my taste is expensive
so if you crack a lot on the drug lot
i want diamonds big as motherf-ckin’ plymouth rock
i’m [?] that slack
and when their pockets ain’t fat, i make em scat like a cat
shanté likes a candlelight dinner
but that just ain’t enough to get up in her
make me glitter if you want to hit a home run
no money, you’re gettin’ left on a bone, son
and i’ll be [?] ’cause ain’t n-body stiffin’ me
ain’t no ho-hoppin’ without shoppin’ at tiffany’s
it’s not about havin’ a man up in my f-nny
and goin’ home broke and wet all in the panties
there ain’t a motherf-cker that cute
to knock shanté’s boots without spendin’ loot
so if you make a lot of bank
remember you don’t get the pretty pink without a mink
so if you see me in the streets
holdin’ hands with a man then he’s a trick or a treat

[verse 3]
send me a limo, f-ck the cabs
i’m only up for grabs if you got tabs
so i’m tellin’ all you cheapskates
you can’t get the case just for takin’ me to beefsteaks
you think [it ain’t down to your knees?]
but you gets one of these without g’s
so before my legs can crack, hit me off with a stack
or step your black n-gg- -ss back
’cause i got money i have to make
and if you can’t play the rate, then your -ss’ll have to m-st-rb-t-
it’s all about the gimme-gimme
you say you want to get with the slimmy but yo your jimmy ain’t goin’ in me
you gotta get ’em for the bucks
’cause you only get stressed messin’ around with broke f-cks
you want -ss, the cash is first
you got dead presidents baby, i got a he-rs- in my purse
so call off washingtons and lincolns
i want the grants and the benjamin franklins
so i hope your pocket’s steep
you [?] d-ck, use a trick or a treat

- roxanne shante lyrics

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