In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
[Trick]
Ta, told ya I was gone do it for ya nigga
Take off
Y'all know what time it is
Liberty City nigga, 6-1, Pokabean, Carol City niggas
Seminola niggas, Bahhas, Hialeah niggas, Matchbox, Wynwood niggas
Richmond Heights, Perine niggas
Homestead niggas, Florida City niggas
Overtown niggas (OT), Coconut Grove niggas
South Miami niggas
Opa-Locka niggas (South Miami Heights too)
Trick Daddy Dollars y'all, that's right
I push 'em daily, smoke 'em dirty, roll 'em heavy baby
Dipping corners, pulling bitches in old Chevy's baby
Dubs or better, candy's and leather
What you want nigga
Two do's, Fo' do's
We call 'em donk's nigga
Breaker breaker its Dade County on the number line
Seventy-one's, seventy-two's, three's, foe's, and five's
My verse is seven pounds
My shit be getting down
I got a seven
Trick ducking they can't catch me now
Trick Daddy Dollars why'all
I'm from the motherfuckin' city of Caprice's and Impala's
I'll holla dawg
[unknown] the age, straight or shady
I still beat it baby
Married twice, five kids
I still eat it lady
Ain't no shit shady [unknown] 'til I see better days
Calico's and a.k.'s seem like the only way
[unknown] bodacious boulders for yo shoulders
Got that fire
You want get hi' so want you come on over
Boy I'm a powder head
X-man, X-cons
I got them boys all the way from Marathon to West Palm
Call me the butcher man
The cookie cook it man
I got a soft
You want to hard
I guess I'll burn it then
[Repeat: x2]
Trick Daddy Dollars Y'all
I'm from the muthafuckin city of Caprice's and Impala's
I'll holla dawg
I like 'em rugged guns
Thugged, cold blooded nigga
Pinky ringing blinging
And rollie platinum flooded nigga
Don't want no buster's either
You got to pay this diva
And if ya money ain't long nigga Ion't see ya
'Cause I'm the baddest bitch
Ballin' with the baddest clique
I make ya money disappear like a magic trick
A classy chick but I can still get it, spit it, watch it
I keep the club jumping jumping like my girl Beyonce
Selen suits looking cute with the matching boots
I'm getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruit
You know my click, Deuce Poppie and my nigga Trick
The Lost Tribe, Tre-6 and we rolling thick
The diamond princess out the south can't nann ho fade it
I'm a first round draft pick
Y'all bitches getting traded
I'm triple X rated
Pussy stay soakin' wet
I set a nigga up quick for his coke and jet
[Repeat: x2]
It's Miss Trina baby
I'm from the city where the bitches shakin' ass, gettin cash
Holla back ladies
New York niggas
DC niggas
Detroit niggas
Va niggas
Ga niggas
All around worldwide nigga
I throw a bullet at you like a Danny Marino floater
I'm a half a brick slanging, nutts swinging, weed roller
Bustin' a blue 4-4 with the speed loader
How they go toe to toe with the 44 touter
For show do
Room is full of pimps and thugs
Ghetto pharmacies with prescription drugs
Banging like Krypts and Bloods
We wiping slugs
Our enemies dripping blood
Workers at the graveyard late night diggin mud
To prepare ya for ya pillow inside the box
When I ride the blocks I always hide my glocks
In the dash board next to my passport
In the double S I paid thirteen cash for
My name is Richard Nixon but they screaming Deuce Pop
With the one stop shop
Heroin, weed, and rocks
I feed the block
And ride the strip in a tinted drop
And I even met the niggas who invented rocks
I got the block game from the county of Dade
A bounty hunter won't rest till my bounty is paid
We got 200 hundred bricks coming from the direct link
I pray to God the boat carryin that coke don't sink, what
[Repeat: x2]
It's Deuce Poppie nigga
I'm from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers
What's up, holla nigga
Ta, told ya I was gone do it for ya nigga
Take off
Y'all know what time it is
Liberty City nigga, 6-1, Pokabean, Carol City niggas
Seminola niggas, Bahhas, Hialeah niggas, Matchbox, Wynwood niggas
Richmond Heights, Perine niggas
Homestead niggas, Florida City niggas
Overtown niggas (OT), Coconut Grove niggas
South Miami niggas
Opa-Locka niggas (South Miami Heights too)
Trick Daddy Dollars y'all, that's right
I push 'em daily, smoke 'em dirty, roll 'em heavy baby
Dipping corners, pulling bitches in old Chevy's baby
Dubs or better, candy's and leather
What you want nigga
Two do's, Fo' do's
We call 'em donk's nigga
Breaker breaker its Dade County on the number line
Seventy-one's, seventy-two's, three's, foe's, and five's
My verse is seven pounds
My shit be getting down
I got a seven
Trick ducking they can't catch me now
Trick Daddy Dollars why'all
I'm from the motherfuckin' city of Caprice's and Impala's
I'll holla dawg
[unknown] the age, straight or shady
I still beat it baby
Married twice, five kids
I still eat it lady
Ain't no shit shady [unknown] 'til I see better days
Calico's and a.k.'s seem like the only way
[unknown] bodacious boulders for yo shoulders
Got that fire
You want get hi' so want you come on over
Boy I'm a powder head
X-man, X-cons
I got them boys all the way from Marathon to West Palm
Call me the butcher man
The cookie cook it man
I got a soft
You want to hard
I guess I'll burn it then
[Repeat: x2]
Trick Daddy Dollars Y'all
I'm from the muthafuckin city of Caprice's and Impala's
I'll holla dawg
I like 'em rugged guns
Thugged, cold blooded nigga
Pinky ringing blinging
And rollie platinum flooded nigga
Don't want no buster's either
You got to pay this diva
And if ya money ain't long nigga Ion't see ya
'Cause I'm the baddest bitch
Ballin' with the baddest clique
I make ya money disappear like a magic trick
A classy chick but I can still get it, spit it, watch it
I keep the club jumping jumping like my girl Beyonce
Selen suits looking cute with the matching boots
I'm getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruit
You know my click, Deuce Poppie and my nigga Trick
The Lost Tribe, Tre-6 and we rolling thick
The diamond princess out the south can't nann ho fade it
I'm a first round draft pick
Y'all bitches getting traded
I'm triple X rated
Pussy stay soakin' wet
I set a nigga up quick for his coke and jet
[Repeat: x2]
It's Miss Trina baby
I'm from the city where the bitches shakin' ass, gettin cash
Holla back ladies
New York niggas
DC niggas
Detroit niggas
Va niggas
Ga niggas
All around worldwide nigga
I throw a bullet at you like a Danny Marino floater
I'm a half a brick slanging, nutts swinging, weed roller
Bustin' a blue 4-4 with the speed loader
How they go toe to toe with the 44 touter
For show do
Room is full of pimps and thugs
Ghetto pharmacies with prescription drugs
Banging like Krypts and Bloods
We wiping slugs
Our enemies dripping blood
Workers at the graveyard late night diggin mud
To prepare ya for ya pillow inside the box
When I ride the blocks I always hide my glocks
In the dash board next to my passport
In the double S I paid thirteen cash for
My name is Richard Nixon but they screaming Deuce Pop
With the one stop shop
Heroin, weed, and rocks
I feed the block
And ride the strip in a tinted drop
And I even met the niggas who invented rocks
I got the block game from the county of Dade
A bounty hunter won't rest till my bounty is paid
We got 200 hundred bricks coming from the direct link
I pray to God the boat carryin that coke don't sink, what
[Repeat: x2]
It's Deuce Poppie nigga
I'm from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers
What's up, holla nigga
Lyrics submitted by spliphstar
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