Won`t Trade lyrics

Artist  : Q-tip 
Song : Won`t Trade



 Send "Won`t Trade" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Now that I know what is boy



For your
epitaph niggers 

Laugh, tricks that he
gassed your ass

Siphon and not your
cash

Seeing the door in a flash

While
I stay enclosed

Walkin’ out my clothes she
said,



I won't trade him for
nothing



You’re mother fucking
right

Walking this shit every night

Fin this shit? Hold it tight

rina filma
on my sleeve??

Even when I have to
leave

Cooler than even in the breeze

Do you believe

I was waiting for
nothin’

The one division leader

In
the rebound new group of shorties

Off the
post, goin’ coast to coast

She on the hard
ones, sub him out the game she sayin’

“naw,
he good, I mean”



I won't trade him
for nothing



For no amount of
dough

Franchise this man

Give him all
the things you can

Think long term plans


he be bringin in the fans

Front page
magazine, listen to this lady scream 

I
won't trade him for nothing



Cause
she know what’s better her top and

Now a
beckon on the flu

Like a runnin’ with the
nicest nigger

kinda sorta ??

When
he’s singing just to slaughter no matter the
quarter



I won't trade him for
nothing



The club house king 

batting practice Slugger swing, 

game
time same thing

When I’m in about a
minute

Holdin’ the bat, as good as fat

She’s out the park and comin back she’s
saying



I won't trade him for
nothing



And for ray you say you get
it good 

If you were the ball player at
all

And the famous fall inevitably will
make a call

Hangin’ memorabilia from you
walls 

This is why you can’t trade me



I won't trade him for nothing

Now
that I know what is boy



You can bet
your money on a sure thing

Certain profit’s
what it brings

Ceremonies of the ringer in
the white house wing

Clear your mantle, the
trophies I bring, do you wanna trade?



I won't trade him for nothing



‘Cause in the air? there’s a teammate you’re
lookin’ for

back-shoot and aughter ball??


Leaves it all on the floor

Always
lookin’ to score

Pep talks in the locker
room

This is why you sing this tune



I won't trade him for nothing



And then you reach Can’t make me sit out

I
go ‘til you get out

Her ball no get out

An all night get-down

I train for the
pressure

and come out fresher

Equipped for the game 

you know my name,
it makes me better

I cheer for the whole
team

Let’s go for the whole thing

The
ballots that you’re holding

MVP voting

And I represent the sentiment you're
emoting

And you say



I won't
trade him for nothing





The
physical ability with mental capability

Legitimately faces me outside of your
vicinity

And I ain’t really seein’ me 

Vacating this community I’m staying in



I won't trade him for nothing



I’m glad that you feel this way,

Here is
where I like to play

Need to hear it
everyday

They cheer for me, say “Olay!”

Wait a minute, “Andale?”

I don’t know,
well anyway..