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triple c's - trick'n off lyrics

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[hook]
i took my b-tch to lenox mall, i call it tricking off
fifty bricks just crossed the state, i call it getting across
gucci, rick ross on the stage, i call it oh they flossy
and when you put your n-ggas on, i call that being a boss

[verse 1: gucci mane]
diamond chain round my neck, i call it bl–dy mary
purple ‘vette parked at the crib, i call it welch’s jelly
blue and white new drop-top beamer, i call it papa smurf
and if you take your n-gga work, call that a lot of nerve
three thousand, five hundred dollars, call that louie purse
a penthouse suite for me and her, call that a loss her skirt
n-gga outshine gucci mane, i call that boy the first
that black on black, got them on sixes, call that a rolling he-rs-
me, mariah on the screen, i call that feelings hurt
these busters’ that be caking b-tches, i call them captain kirk
rick ross, gucci, drumma boy, i call that going in
so icey and maybach music call that a easy win

[hook]
i took my b-tch to lenox mall, i call it tricking off
fifty bricks just crossed the state, i call it getting across
gucci, rick ross on the stage, i call it oh they flossy
and when you put your n-ggas on, i call that being a boss

[verse 2: rick ross]
heavy in the game, champagne in my pool
don perignon and b-tches in my jacuzzi
time to act a fool, might be on a pill
might be section 8 but i’m riding mighty clean
worth twenty million but whoever would’ve thought
worth twenty million, boy you better be a boss
walk up in the club, she know what i’m about
she f-cking with a thug so she know that p-ssy bought
knock that p-ssy out, knock that p-ssy out
she call me jake the snake cause i knock that p-ssy out
now it’s time to slide, spend a quarter on my ride
not twenty five, boy i’m on that other side

[hook]
i took my b-tch to lenox mall, i call it tricking off
fifty bricks just crossed the state, i call it getting across
gucci, rick ross on the stage, i call it harley cross
and when you put your n-ggas on, i call that being a boss

[verse 3: young breed]
i took a b-tch to bal harbour, i call it tricking off
bought myself a hundred choppers’, i call it getting off
took that b-tch to cal’ mall, i call it getting by
i only spent a couple hundred, she think she getting fly
supplying all the local traps, i call that running sh-t
it’s piled to the roof with stacks, i’m on that gutter sh-t
i’m good in each and every hood, i call that certified
chevy with the audi frame, we call that seven-five
sitting in a call a cab but i came in a rover
thumb action on the brick, we call it flipping quarters’
yellow diamonds in the grill, them vvs’ flawless
yeah, i do this sh-t for real, it’s triple c, we balling



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