Tai Verdes - Trix in the Bag lyrics

Ah ah oh, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh, ah ah oh, ah ah oh

I'm the grand wizzard of this shit, boy
You live in this bitch
(Yeah)
Gotta teach 'em how to die
'cause I can't call it quit's
(No)
I got crans and them rittz
I can't be no average
Gonna be forever rich
(Yeah) , I already made a hit
You ain't makin' money, nah
You just makin' counterfeit
I got friends sendin' clothes
Hopin' that I post a fit
I got girls in my past wishin'
That we had a kid
Now they callin' me collect, down to Spain
In Madrid
(In Madrid)
Uh

I no longer walk, I cruise
I no longer cry, I blues
I don't like to crease my shoes
Guess I got a high IQ

I got tricks in the bag
(I got tricks in the bag, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat
(I got the rabbit out the hat
Ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Shortcut to the cab
(Shortcut, cut-cut, cut-cut, cut-cut, ah ah
Oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Nobody do it like that
(Nobody do it like that, nobody do it like
That, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)

They thought they could touch me
Then I hit the afterburners
I was last in class
Now I'm Forbes highest earner
To a plane observer, 9 to 5 worker
Got kicked out of college 'cause
He was a slow learner
Think that's fairly odd
Call me Timmy no Turner
You ain't call me up
I ain't hearin' no murmurs
Questions, whispers, I think got problems
I think he goes to bed with
The demons and the gobblers
Damn, what a threesome
Cookin' in the hot sun
You know what they say, more money
More problems
You know what they say
When they off but you on one
I'ma fuck the world up, raw, no condom

I got tricks in the bag
(I got tricks in the bag, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat
(I got the rabbit out the hat
Ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Shortcut to the cab
(Shortcut, cut-cut, cut-cut, cut-cut, ah ah
Oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Nobody do it like that
(Nobody do it like that, nobody do it like
That, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)

Nobody do it like that
Nobody do it like that

I no longer walk, I cruise
I no longer cry, I blues
I don't like to crease my shoes
Guess I got a high IQ

I got tricks in the bag
(I got tricks in the bag, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat
(I got the rabbit out the hat
Ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Shortcut to the cab
(Shortcut, cut-cut, cut-cut, cut-cut, ah ah
Oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)
Nobody do it like that
(Nobody do it like that, nobody do it like
That, ah ah oh, ah ah oh
Ah ah oh)