I Got Plans: accordi di
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy

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Tonalità: Eb major
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The child safety shit's on this light,
I mean.
Man, just break that shit off, man.
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Ay, Trick, y wanna ride up there
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to Luke's?
They be havin' talent searches and shit.
Man, sit your ass down.
been locked up, nigga.
I'm talkin' about doin'
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some off -the -wall shit.
I'm talkin' about straight
blowin' up.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Man, sound crazy.
That's what you sound.
You sound crazy. What it take?
Some raw -ass lyrics?
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You heard that nigga Steelo
shit.
That nigga know you got the lyrics, now.
That nigga.
Wish I was a little bit taller.
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Wish I was a baller.
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Man, I'd go get that shit, man.
I'm talkin' about what.
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One to the hip -hop,
two to the three and four
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Buddy Rose got plans for Rihanna
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The hell with the streets,
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I'm getting work through Sky Beats
We wanna make it in the industry,
straight, straight, straight
I wanna chill with the old Dirty Bass
Do shows, slam katydos without cash
Smoke a blunt with the Method Man
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Drink with the Klan
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Do a caper with Raekwon from Shaolin
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I wanna creep with TLC, all three
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Wanna freak with Deena Howard
in my backseat
Do a video of B .I .G
Get Vogue to five with Da Pratt
and Jemaine Dupri
That's how it be when you
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chillin' with them stars,
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see Real Macs, gigolos, and gigolats
I'm goin' all out black
for a contract
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Choosin' bows on a pillar, buddy, roll
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Come on to 500, sittin' on rings, oh
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So a 1500 on Dayton
Since I'm makin' records,
5 -0 can't do me nothin'
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I went legit,
other things is inadequate
Representin' like the Fugees
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One time in my region,
makin' styles like Busta Rhymes
I make love to my fans, I got plans
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1 to the hip -hop, 2 to the 3 and 4
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Buddy Rose got plans for Rando
The hell with this creeps
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We gettin' work through Sky Beaks
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We wanna make it in the industry
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1 to the hip -hop, 2 to the 3 and 4
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Buddy Rose got plans for Rando
The hell with this creeps
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We gettin' work through Sky Beaks
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We wanna make it in the industry
Who's worried about payin' the bills?
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I got skills, baby, mad lyrics for real
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Fresh out the pen and thing
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s have changed
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Rearranged, dammit, I'm out the game
Yeah, I want real fame,
the hell with sellin' cane
I wanna be a guest on Soul Train
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Now that's what I'm talkin' about,
real clout
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Recognition to down south
If my jambles double black,
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you know I'll be back black
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Ayo, Luke, where them girls at?
I wanna get to know a few of my fans
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I got plans, somethin' big for a lil' man
Sell out shows in many different cities
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Interviews with big lads on Rap City
Send shots to my beats still on the block
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And get props, that's old school hip
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-hop
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Let Buddy roll with them players
Make trips from here to there
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Strip mad girls, shaking their derrieres
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Late night action at the club
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Hot tubs, all night back rubs
You know what's next
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Groove sets, true vets,
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Buddy Rose down with that
Play driftin' there, butt naked
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Spendin' the ball with a
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few of them supermodels
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Now that's bodacious, taste this
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Ring -sized seats up in Vegas
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All up in a skycap sip pin' hella fruit
So comin' through with the
alley -oop
Representin' the home team
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is all about material things
Straight up cream,
you know what mean
Holdin' my spot on the top ten
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Billboard, picture me
nominee on the music award
One to the hip -hop,
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two to the three and four
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Money Rose got plans for real though
The hell working streets
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are getting worked inside me
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We wanna make it in the industry
One to the hip hop,
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two to the three and four
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Money Rose got plans for real though
The hell working streets
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are getting worked inside me
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We wanna make it in the industry
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Street, street
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