Bet That - Trick Daddy, Chamillionaire, Goldrush

Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips

Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks

Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back

You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that

I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that

22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho!

Everyday me and my dog we wylin'

7-Tre 7−5 dope ridin'

And we ain’t trippin' on nothin', just vibin'

Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck nigga tried me

They already know how I let him go

Kill his ass and make sho' at his funeral

How the hell a O.B.

gon' try me?

I’m O.G.

on and off TV, see

Middle fingers in the air, tell 'em fuck y’all

Tryin to hate on my dawgs, hell fuck nah

Why you hatin' on a nigga like that

Why you tryin' to stab a nigga in his back

I know some niggas don’t like this

But them niggas is the reason I’m like this

Fuck niggas done made me mad

I’m 'bout to snap and put this K on his ass

Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips

Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks

Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back

You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that

I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that

22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho!

Hey

I pull up Bentleys, lookin like they not annoyed

Trunk popped up lookin like a Tonka Toy

If you dont like it you know can get that Almond Joy (What?)

Deez nuts nigga, wuddup Trick, I got ya boy

I’m clickin' over, lemme tell her I got another call

Ridin' wit my trunk popped up like I’m «Above The Law»

Tires wet and nigga they still drippin' Armor-All

Tell me you gon' fall, and I ain’t got to use the arm at all

Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna flip the paper

Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a hater

Tip the dinner waiter Trick 'em like we finna date her

Get off ya sleeves let 'em breathe like a ventilator

Hey, what can I say me and the King Of M.I.A

Finna, (Hey) finna touch ya niggas and ya finna pay

Stay wit it hey you we ain’t finna play

Snatch ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away

Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips

Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks

Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back

You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that

I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that

22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho!

In the club wit my dogs we wylin'

Two straight coup grey dome ridin'

Look atcha boy got so many hoes

Look in his mouth he got so many gold

I’m sippin' and I’m goin'

Whole clique, that’s how we rollin'

Stay fly, stay right if you didn’t know

And that’s everywhere that we go

All I wanna do is

Drive my Chevy through years

And let 'em sweat the candy paint

Ain’t it right, ain’t it tight, ain’t it nice?

Yes

Niggas like, «Who painted that?»

Candy apple green, lookin' mean anywhere

Tweety seat with the digital dash

And a swat just right in the ass

They wanna know what I got in here

I got shit when it hit, betta run 'em up outta here

They ain’t never heard nothin' like that

And I ain’t even turned the bass up yet

I love aggressive music

I smoke, I listen to it

I drank so much, sometimes I think I need to quit but I can’t do it

Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips

Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks

Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back

You can bet that, you can bet that

I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that

I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that

22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho!