Artist: Rubbabandz Album: New Jack City, Vol. 1: What the Streets Been Missin' Song: U a Trick Typed by: Cno Evil [Rubbabandz] Why niggas hating on me? All up in the club, your bitch on me She up in my face, trying to buy me a drink And I don't even want her, cuz the bitch breath stink She's talking to my wrist, and she didn't even blink Staring at my bracelet, damn near about to faint Your man better stay put before he get shanked I ain't care about jail, I get locked, I bail Ya'll little niggas too frail I'm a heavyweight, one hit'll put it to ya grill I'm just trying to party, and have a good time So get your own space, get the fuck up out of mines Pissy drunk, spilling your drink, you ain't a baller Fronting with ya fake ass mink, that's flea infested German shepherd, that ain't white gold, that's a silvery necklace Those ain't diamonds, nigga, you ain't rock This ain't Juice, and you damn sure ain't Pac So you better fall back, you ain't Makaveli coming back Stick a fork in his ass, he's done, it's a wrap [Chorus: Rubbabandz] You get shorty hair done, and that ain't your bitch? Yeah, nigga, you a trick She with the next nigga, hair tight, then a muthafucka Yeah, nigga, you a trick You paying rent, and you ain't got keys to the crib Yeah, nigga, you a trick She in the club buying niggas drinks, with your chips Yeah, nigga, you a trick [Rubbabandz] Stop handcuffing your hoe, and let her go She only with your ugly black ass for the dough Bandz used to beat 'em dead broke Cuz the kid got game, just imagine when I blow Ya'll niggas lames on the low Got a trick it just to hit it, how you in love with it? We up in the Motel 6 We went dutch on a room, cuz I ain't no trick I don't know who she fuck with, who she lay with So I strap up, cuz that ain't my bitch Even if she was my bitch, I still don't know Any female'll turn hoe for the dough A nigga pull up, in that 600 Benz Guaranteed your bitch going with him [Chorus]