Artist: Trick Daddy f/ Trina
Album:  Nann 12"
Song:   Nann Nigga (Clean Radio Edit)
Typed by: lilweezy2000rexx@aol.com, Wammy Giveaway

[Trick Daddy]
Girl, you're no nann...
That'll represent it like me
Who'll say some {*shit*} like me
One who'll make the hits like me
Girl, you're no nann...
Who'll do the things that I do
Run through your whole little crew 
Pay for it if I got to
Girl, you're no nann...
Who'll run off in your house
Put my tongue all in your mouth
Turn you and your moms out
Girl, you're no nann...
Who'll fall off in the club
Free drinks for the show, some love
Pay the bar off for the thugs
Girl, you're no nann...
Who make more figure than me
Who do more iller than me
And way more top billin' than me, girl
You're no nann...

[Trick Daddy]
No
Girl, you're no nann...
No, no, no

[Trick Daddy]
Girl, you're no nann...
That dress fresher than me
And you're no nann {*nigga*} that wear more Polo gear than me, girl
Oh, you're no nann...
Who do more freaky stuff
See, I caught you with the legs up
Then a
Hole in your butt
And I don't know nann freak
Who like to sneak like you
Who like to creep like you
One who'll rock the sheets like you
Hey girl, you know it's true
I'd knock the boots with you
So won't you come on through
And ain't no tellin' what I won't do

[Trick Daddy]
Girl, you're no nann...
No
Girl, you're no nann...

[Trina]
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
Hold on, I don't know who Trick Daddy is
But he got me messed up, I ain't sayin' nothin' I do
Uh uh, hold up, check me out

[Trina]
You're no nann... (Uh uh)
Done been the places I been
Who can spend the grands that I spend
Do 'bout five or six best friends
And you're no nann... (Uh uh)
That's off the chain like me
That'll floss the thang like me
On a awful thang like me
Now, you are no nann... (Uh uh)
That sell more {*ass*} than me  
And you are no nann... (Uh uh)
That'll make you {*cum*} like me
You're no nann... (Uh uh)
Who done tried all types of stuff
You know that I like it rough
And I won't stop til I get enough
Now, you're no nann... (Uh uh)
That'll keep it hot like me
Keep ya comin' back like me
Have ya Fiending like Jodeci
Now, you're no nann... (Uh uh)
That'll get it down on the dime
Who love to freak all the time  
One who's sex is better than than mine 
Now, you're no nann... (Uh uh)

[Trina]
Ehh, so what?

[Trick Daddy] + (Trina in background)
See here? That's how my mama got pregnant
Bein' mennin' (Whatever)
YOU GON' LEARN
You gon' learn
You off the chain, little mama
You gon' learn
But I GOT TO TEACH YA
Check it out
Check it out

[Verse 4: Trick Daddy]
Girl, you're no nann...
That keep it knocked like me
That keep it hard like me
One who'll chop the chops like me
And you're no nann...
With connections with the mob
Many millions for the stars
And the Lexus flexin' hard
Girl, you're no nann...
Who representin' they grill
M.I.A., that's where I live
And this how I pay my bills
I love livin' here
It be straight thug livin' here
And all my thug {*niggas*} here
And we be ballin' in here

[Trick Daddy]
Girl, you're no nann...
Girl, you're no nann...
No, no
Girl, you're no nann...
Oh, you are no nann...
Girl, you're no nann...
Girl, you're no nann...
No, no
Girl, you're no nann...