you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
who dat, dat bitch, prime time, top pick
lime life, all mine,
i ain't giving no room so fetch bitch yeah
and that's the memo, get it, you already know my emo
get a little head in the back of the limo
then jump on the track like a sumo
i'm start smacking bitches, jennifer
i'ma bring hell to bitches, lucifer
these hoes can't f-ck with my swag
i'm a bad ass bitch with a big ass bag
got long ass hair with a thick fat ass
she was hot for a minute, now yesterday's trash
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
i'm back in bindess, my nap's over
tell them jealous ass cunts, move over
you can move in the back of this
i can queen check mate the bitch
lights out i'm faded bitch
come for me, don't do it bitch
say it loud, epidemy, i run these streets bitch look at me
look at me, look at me, look at me
hotter than greasethese boots were made for walking
and i don't think bitch i'm finished
i'll let you know when i'm donethis pussy's so good and wet
what you say? i can't hear you, speak up motehrf-cker
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
i'm back in bindess, pussy wet
i'm back in bindess, this pussy's soaking wet
i'm back in bindess, i open shot
i'm back in biness, this bitch is smoking hot
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
watch me bust it open like a bag of f-cking
you know keep it wet, call me aquatina
wanna do the wild thing, f-ck it call me trina
ass so fat, it's popping out my jeansy
Man, you make me crazy
I want to eat you whole
Boy you make me horney
Let's go and smoke that bowl
Go give it a whurl
Bitch, not you! You make me hurl!
Let's get it on (all night long)
cum on, cum on
in and out, pop that cherry
oh just like that!
Should I shave? (or do you like it harry)
oh no don't pull out
you like it like this?
shut yo mouth! (ha ha yeah)
i want my ass smacked
legs wide
front back
side to side
pussy wet
slip n slide
yep everythin gon be alright
ass smaked
legs wide
front back
side to side
pussy wet
slip n slide
yep everythin gon be alright
wait bitch, imma blow my kisses,
get pist and throw my dishes,
yall niggas know jus who this is,
woo woo, and the head so vicious.
with me, this shit gon cost,
you short? then thas yo lost,
you know this ass is soft,
make a nigga goto breakin off.
tell me that you love me baby,
get high and fuck me crazy,
get a towel and wipe me off,
you want a bitch wit no type of flaws.
my gurls be shoppin hard,
these hoes be buyin cars,
in the club buyin bars,
nipples hard in designer bras
from the niggas who gettin chese,
throw back in the crispy g's,
moet? Criss on freeze,
laugh at the tab, cause this on me.
me and luda in the cut supreme,
doin things jus to touch the creme,
so many names wana fuck the queen,
i live a life like its jus a dream.
get it right beother, jump,
gimme the beat then imma make it bump,
tell em wutcha wana hear, damn, lets get cam,
trouble witcha man, imma pop my trunk.
you aint seen no chicks like mine,
you aint seen no flicks like mine,
bet i make you cum next to the subwoofers and my 6x9's.
tell me that you like it raw,
tell me that my dick is MUAH!!!
i might make you famous, and buy you watches by Maurice Lacroix
tell me if its new or old,
tell me if its hot or cold,
let me know if its black & bold,
say ludacris 6 million sold.
see i aint got no time for games,
and i aint got no times for lames,
how you lovin my southern slang,
ooo eee walla walla bing bang.
so anytime you need me call,
winter, summer, spring, or fall
it doesnt matter come one come all,
either get dropped or drop them draws.
diamond, princess,
just mind, your buisness,
these rumors, are senseless,
your whispers, are endless.
we livin ghetto fab,
we spendin hella cash,
this girl is hella bad,
your choice is trailer trash.
too much, taste for whores,
you seen me grace the source
your watched me work, the vibe
bitches, i works for mine.
one time, for these divas,
two times, for these visas,
third time i come im breezin,
the ice...just keeps on freezin.
hold up imma keep it goin,
back to back imma keep on blowin
platinum plaques, keepin it up,
wet sex, keepin it good.
look girl, you dont know my angle,
a hundred thou with a platinum bengal,
my niggas'll slow your roll,
pussy power, we in control.
yea, thas right....im back again...round two mother fuckers. thas rite im
talkin greece. im a arrogant lil mother fucker huh? thas rite im rich, im
that bitch, thas rite. im about show yall how to pimp this shit. im fuckin
niggas in the face, the game is mine 2003, fuck that. fuck all yall haters,
fuck all yall bitches, get a life. you got too much time on your hands. i
want yall bitches to get a job, up your game. pimp your game up baby, its
all about me this time, fuck that. fuck a dime, im a silva dolla, holla.
Ah ah ah yep yep yep
The baddest bitch is back,
I'm back part 2, part 2
I'm reloaded and I'm killin you hoes
[Chorus: 2x]
You see dat outfit bitch
I'm killin you hoes
Cute face and ass swoll
I'm killin you hoes
I got the best pussy out
I'm killin you hoes
And ain't non you can do about
I'm killin you hoes
I don't care what a bitch think or how a hoe feel
Cause ain't nann one of you hoes payin my bills
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina buy me a crib
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina get me a whip
I know I must make a lot of ya'll hoes sick
And all I can tell you hoes, get used to it bitch!
Cause Ms. Trina the baddest as it fuckin get
And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over dick
So while you fuckin for free, I'm tryna get rich
And don't you cross that line cause I get hot quick
And if you do it's gonna be me & u up in this bitch
And I'm gonna show you why they call me the baddest bitch
[Chorus 2x]
You see dat outfit bitch (bitch)
And you know what it costs
Look at how my ass poke out when I walk
Cause your nigga wanna fuck me it ain't my fault
And my pussy sit up real nice in ma shorts
Hate or love it, cause you broke hoes gonna talk
And I can go in any club and shut that bitch down
And I can come to your city and make it my town
So when you see me hoe you better smile and don't frown
Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp
And you'd be best off sittin your tired ass down
And all you jealous ass hoes better move round
And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down
[Chorus 2x]
The topic of discussion, I can fuck whoever I want
Look at me bitch I got everything you hoes want
I can fuck a nigga in the Bentley or a nigga in the dump
You get your money in pieces I get mines in a lump
You only ballin on weekends,
I'm ballin the whole month
I'm just a hood bitch,
Rich suburbia cash,
A little fly ass chick who got alota class
I wanna spend your money nigga and put mine in a stash
You got me fucked up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh
Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad
You lost alota weight shit, you fallin off fast
I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some ass
[Trina:]
Ladies, I know yall sick and tired of these niggaz braggin, talking bout how big thier dick is,
Imma put it down like this...
[Chorus:]
Nelly got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Nelly got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeey
Jay-Z got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Jay-Z got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
[Verse 1:]
I know you got that cash man
But you a one minute come to fast man
You fucked worse than my last man, but Ludacris he gon put it on my ass man uh
I called him up, he gee this ass the smack
When he hit it from the back
I catch a asthma attack
I like the way he take it slow and stroke it
He got me coming back to back
That boy focused
You used to be my boo but now you fired
'cause all you do is lick me til ur tongue get tired
I know you hoping you still got me hosing
But when I first seen nelly dick
I started choking
[Chorus:]
Baby got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Baby got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeey
Jarule got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Jarule got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
[Verse 2:]
I need Baby cus he Hood Rich
Getting money slinging nothing but dat good dick
I heard chingy got a strong back and when he put it on me make me wanna come back
Pharrell can rock my boat and work the middle, twirk a little hit it make it hurt a little
It feel good when you all up in it man
And you know I can't stand no minute man
I need P-Diddy when it's time to ball
He can fuck me all night and make me climb the walls
And I got no time fa no lil' dicks
Now all my girls in the club I know you feel this 'cause..
[Chorus:]
Chingy got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Chingy got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeey
50 Cent got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But 50 Cent got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
If you got a big dick
Nigga grab that (hey) grab that (hey) grab that
If you got a big dick
I gotta have that (hey) have that (hey) have that
I ain't scared of that shit Nigga throw that dick
I ain't scared of that shit Nigga throw that dick
Change position (hey)
Throw that dick
Change position (hey)
Throw that dick
[Chorus:]
Trick daddy got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Trick daddy got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeey
Snoop got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Snoop got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
Busta Rhymes got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Busta Rhymes got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
Fabolous got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But Fabolous got a big ol dick
You hear the strings nigga
But on the flipside to this thong shit this is what bitched talk about
Whata nigga needs ta do with wutz in side tha thong
Ya heard me -uh-
This might sound so scandalous but itz tha truth -n- men can't handle it
See most of tha tyme a nigga dick aint shit
He needa go a step further -n- lick tha clit -uh-
Keep lickin 'till ya hit my spot
Nigga fuck all the juice in tha booze ya pop
You get slow skin jus cumin wit cock put you face up in my choke chop
Cuz i'm go geta nut nut nut
Head like wut wut wut
Hands all on my butt butt butt
Ya need to lick it again c'mon
Cuz i'm gon geta nut nut nut
Head like wut wut wut
All night long. Work tha tongue, work tha tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I know ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Gimmi that tongue tongue tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I kno ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Work that tongue tongue tongue
This might sound so scandalous but itz tha truth -n- men can't handle it
See most of tha tyme a nigga dick aint shit
He needa go a step further -n- lick tha clit -uh-
Keep lickin 'till ya hit my spot
Nigga fuck all the juice in tha booze ya pop
You get slow skin jus cumin wit cock put you face up in my choke chop
Cuz i'm go geta nut nut nut
Head like wut wut wut
Hands all on my butt butt butt
Ya need to lick it again c'mon
Cuz i'm gon geta nut nut nut
Head like wut wut wut
All night long. Work tha tongue, work tha tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I know ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Gimmi that tongue tongue tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I kno ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Work that tongue tongue tongue
like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I know ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Gimmi that tongue tongue tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I kno ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Work that tongue tongue tongue
My niggaz be talkin bout thongs -n- shit
I wanna see ya face in between my hips
Ya seen the black gold can bring a bitch
Strings so scandalous, you can't handle this
I like ta dance in my 6' pumps
Put a feelin in my pussy while ya smoke a blunt
Strait put ya ina trance yo I aint no punk
Have ya dreamin bout my choke chop
All a nigga wanna do is fuck fuck fuck
Head like wut wut wut
Come n geta nut nut nut
All they wanna do is fuck fuck fuck
Head like wut wut wut
Come -n- geta nut nut nut
I think i'll sing it again c'mon now wut
like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I know ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Gimmi that tongue tongue tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I kno ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Work that tongue tongue tongue
like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I know ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Gimmi that tongue tongue tongue
I like it when u niggaz go duh duh duh
Baby make my pussy go duh duh duh
I kno ya wanna hit it slow duh duh duh
Work that tongue tongue tongue
(feat. Eve)
[Hook:]
Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no quittin when the ladies get to spittin'.
Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no stoppin when the ladies get to rockin'.
[Verse 1: Trina]
I'm still tha baddest drapped in the best fabrics.
Leathers and the CZ's and the S classes.
Ghetto angel. wrist glists like the rainbow.
Yellow, reds and blues. Watch the ice dangle.
Colorful things, full beams, no illusion.
VVS clean gleam, no inclusions.
Glamorous with the gangst twist.
Gucci on the hip Betaluche on the wrist.
And we off glass,we glistining, u listining.
I got that new shyt like William holla.
U thinking I'm a dyme, but I'ma silver dollar.
Ice 'round my collar, the Diamond Princess that's right.
It's a lotta big money in my sixes. Marble walls from Mikka floors.
Shoes by Jimmy Chose and Micheal Clours.
Fuck Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve.
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Eve]
Ay Yo. I'm not a regular bytch, I don't do regular shyt dog.
U see me on T.V., u know that I spit. Know these niggaz I'm wit.
Game ain't change me that much. Discovered incline.
Discovered that it tightened my butt.
But really, other that that, hate these frivolous chats.
DO I cook or clean.
Daddy I hire for that. Need a house wife?
That ain't Eve, my business come first.
I think you'll understand after this one verse.
Always been a bytch about mine and fuck wit winners.
Me and Trin top of tha line. Nigga listen.
Keep these chicks prayin we stop. It neva happens.
Sittin' back wishing that they neva started rappin.
Too late, hurtin' 'em hard. What chu wan do?
Stop what? Fuck out tha way, watch how we come through.
I'm living too good. Fuck u suckas.
At the club, at the bar, sippin blue mothafuckas.
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Trina]
You see can't too many hoes come after me.
I hafta be in the Jacob or the Master Piece.
It take cash to speak. I neva had to lease.
Between me and the girls, we need at least half the flee.
My man's money gotta be longer than his dick.
But look, long as u want. Who stronger than this clique?
From 1 minute, 2 minutes, some minute.
The G 5, me and E so come wit it.
[Hook]
Ladies and gentlemen!
I was 18, and she was 25
And I was kinda fast for my age
It was the, first time, drinkin cheap wine
And then she took her place on the stage
The club, went, crazy (girl you doin it)
The way she shake that ass sho' amaze me
Ladies and gentlemen!
C'mon, I make my body drop, then I pussy pop
I got it nice and hot, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
I'm in that red zone, I got that head gone
You should see me in that thong th-th-thong thong
I make this ass bounce, and these titties right
And make my thighs tremble, cause that's what niggaz like
I got this thing alright, you better ask somebody
And if he ask about me, he better pack his wallet
See I'm a guy pleaser, slash don diva
Slip-N-Slide off the side yeah that's Trina
Take it to the bar, give me Grey Goose
Let me get it started, it's time to tear it loose
Catch a wall, back it up, oh excuse me!
You bitches better make a way for this booty
See I'm a cutie, yours truly
Get out the way of this motherfuckin cooly
The DJ cued the record and the record went BOOM
Make a circle, give the lady some room
Shorty make her body rock, followed with the pussy pop
And everybody give her they money
The club, went, crazy (cooly's a bad mamma jamma)
The way she shake that ass sho' amaze me
Ladies and gentlemen!
A bad bitch in the club and she's so astoundin
I'm the star in this bitch cause they show around me
I'm the bitch who been crowned as Miss Miami
Every nigga in the club wanna get in my panties
But, if he payin it I'm layin him
And if the nigga still standin I consider him the man then
He wanna cram it and jam it
Put the pickle in the middle muh'fucker not the fanny
That access has not been granted
It's the way that I strut, make a nigga wanna fuck and
It's the lust make a nigga wanna touch
And I'm not just a ho or a slut, I'm a plus so
Where you ducks at? Where yo' bucks at?
If he ain't up in that, get the fuck back
See I done struck back just like lightning
Every nigga in this bitch wanna pipe me
The man say last, go and get your alcohol
Then we dancin way in the back
Now everybody got to know, me and her 'bout to go
take it to the Cadillac
The club, went, crazy (congratulations, you got her)
The way she shake that ass sho' amaze me
Ladies and gentlemen!
Now he, breakin it off, and takin it off
And he, makin me wet, I'm makin it hard
And I'm, drivin his 'llac and swipin his card
And I'm, signin his checks while givin him sex, and
It's the body that they dyin to get
It's amazin how these niggaz be cryin for this
And, it's so crazy that they lyin for this
But, but you gotta get in line you dick
Now, that's the shit make these niggaz wanna holla
Look like a model, shaped like a Coke bottle
Break his bank down to his last gold dollar
I make the flo' wobble damn near a whole hour
Pussy real good, when it's from the hood
But you gotta pay, and it's understood
If I'ma give it up, you gon' give it out
Cause I love makin niggaz go down South
Aiyyo Mannie, fucks wit'chu? You crazy for this one
You is a bad mamma jamma
The club, went, crazy (girl you doin it!)
The way she shake that ass sho' amaze me
get involve with a nigga
slob on a nigga
take all his dough then I dodge the nigga
cause I'm a nasty bitch, I leave a nigga dead broke
snatch up bread and cop a brand new coach
I'm the jazzy type
and I only let you eat it if you ask me right (my coochie mad tight)
well more juice than a grape when you peel the skin
but yo it ain't no fun if your tongue ain't in(whoa now)
this is where the madness stop
so nigga fuck me with your tongue until you lick my hop
I got a body like a coke botle watch me walk
so nigga work your mouth and don't talk (O.K.)
raw like yay must say I don't sweat no tired ass nigga i sign my own check
I'm the diamond princess, dutches of all broads
pussy stay tighter and wetter than all yours
chorus:
you nasty bitch, you nasty (uh-huh)
you nasty bitch, you nasty (uh-huh)
you nasty bitch, you nasty (what, trina you so nasty)
you nasty bitch, you nasty (uh-huh)
you nasty bitch, you nasty (uh-huh)
you nasty bitch, you nasty (trina how you so dirty?)
Verse 2:
fat back with a real slim waste (what's wrong)
can't talk with a pussy in your face then (uhuhuhuh)
keep me sprung with the tongue like (uhuhuhuh)
make me cum 'til I'm numb
oh yes, rub my chest, make me wet
doggy style and do it just like a bet
and lick the sweat it taste just so sweet
when I pop my cock and make you drop to the beat like (duh nuh nuh)
nasty bitch, make a nigga sell his dick just to buy me shit
and just to keep me looking raw in all the finest shit
and if you with me girlfriend shake your hind to this (O.K.)
cause I'm raw like yay must say I don't sweat no tired ass nigga i sign my own check
I'm the diamond princess, dutches of all broads
pussy stay tighter and wetter than all yours
Chorus
duh nuh nuh (3x)
back this ass up (8x)
come on (3x)
broke ass niggas can't roll with me
and even rich ass niggas can't get a hold of me
never back up fuck game long and strong
pussy so good break up happy homes (O.K.)
cause I'm raw like yay must say I don't sweat no tired ass nigga i sign my own check
I'm the diamond priness, dutches of all broads
pussy stay tighter and wetter than all yours
chorus
Featuring: Kalenna
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
I was lookin' hella good
When I stepped off in the club
She was jockin' on my Gucci
'Cause her boyfriend want my cookie
She just keep on lookin' back
I keep throwin' her the bird
I'm about to walk away
I don't care what you heard
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
He keep giving me the look
Like he wanna make me holla
I feel like I'm in the club
'Cause he throwin' me them dollas
He keeps sendin' me these drinks
'Cause you lookin' like his grandma
I got, got, got it
Pathetic if you're knowin' this is drama
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Let them hoes fight
Let them hoes fight
Let them hoes fight
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Let them hoes fight
Let them hoes fight
Let them hoes fight
[Intro:]
I feel like I'm by myself (Just play [2x])
I feel like I'm by myself
I'm here I'm so alone
[Chorus:]
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
I don't need you no, no more...
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
No pain, no more, no more...
All my tears & all my cryin'
Nothin' is change cause you still lyin'
What you're sellin' I'm not buyin'
Don't you stop me, I'm ready to go...
I don't need your circumstances
I'll just leave it, take my chances
Tired of playin' in fake romances
Don't you stop me, I'm ready to go...
[Refrain:]
You said that you'll be, forever truly
How you lied so clearly
You can start over,
but you wont be near me
[Chorus:]
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
I don't need you no, no more...
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
No pain, no more, no more...
[Bridge: (Rap)]
Now put yourself in my position
I'm a late-night trickin'
While you home cookin'
I went my dog's right n' lookin'
Oh we in the strip club
Throwin' up dozens
When you ask me for some cash
I'm lookin' at you funny
I aint got no money
Baby I'm broken
I can do you how I wanna
Cause I pay your card though
Remember I've given you the check
I'm the nigga
I got friends so whateva'
I understand that your betta
[Refrain:]
You said that you'll be, forever truly
How you lied so clearly
You can start over,
but you wont be near me
[Chorus:]
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
I don't need you no, no more...
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
No pain, no more, no more...
[Refrain:]
You said that you'll be, forever truly
How you lied so clearly
You can start over,
but you wont be near me
You said that you'll be, forever truly
How you lied so clearly
You can start over,
but you wont be near me
[Chorus:]
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
I don't need you no, no more...
Everytime I turn around, I see your face boy
I wish I was by myself (myself)
Said I wish I was by myself
[Intro: Trina & Kelly Rowland Adlibs]
Look
I aint got nothin ta say to you
I cant even believe you
You know what
Im too fly for this shit
You playin yourself
[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
(I cant take this no more)
No No No
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
I aint tryna hear it
(Not this time)
[Verse 1: Trina]
Look nigga
Whatchu think this is?
You treat me like a random chick
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And poppin all that cris an shit
Who letchu hit it from tha back
Anyway that chu like
And any debts i can pay tha price
I thought i was a chick you would make your wife
And now a bitch cant even stay tha night (You wack)
I cant even look in ya face
Witout wantin ta slap you
Damn i thank God i aint get that tatoo
You betta thank God i aint have tha strap boo
You aint even worth that trick get at chu
Matta fact
Trick get at dude
I'm convinced
Aint got shit ta ask you
And tell tha trifflin bitch
She can have you
I aint lookin atchu no more
Im lookin past you
[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
(I cant take this no more)
No No No
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
I aint tryna hear it
(Not this time)
[Verse 2: Trina]
When ma girl came through wit tha news
All i did was think about me and you like damn (Damn)
What a chick gotta do to get wit a real nigga
That know how to stay true like man (Man)
No more quarter ta eights
You betta hop on a bus or a cab
I shed so many tears
Cant believe how many years
Tha baddest bitch put up witch yo dusty ass (Yeah)
Now you know that im tha queen of Miami (Uh huh)
All that loud talkin, lying
Save that shit for ya mamy (Ha..Ha)
Sounds like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (talk too much)
Im like uh huh, okay, wassup, shut up
[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
(I cant take this no more)
No more No more
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
I aint tryna hear it
(Not this time)
Now all my ladies say (Ohh Ohh)
If you feel me say (Ohh Ohh )
If you cant take no more say
No no no (no no no)
No no no (Ohh)
Here we go (Here we go)
Here we go again (Go again)
Now you tellin me (Yeah yeah)
That she is just a friend (Say shes just a friend)
And why shes callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
(I cant take this no more)
[Outro: Kelly Rowland]
Thats why im packin up my jewels
Grabbin up my furs
Ill be back for all my shoes and purses
Watch me bounce
In my seven fourty five
Ill be ridin out
Cause I aint tryna hear it
Not this time
Uh, yeah
This goes out to all my girls
All around the world
You got a good man
Y'all feel me on this, uh yo, yo, yo
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
Yo I used to think I ain't need a man
Had one ain't see the man
I was so conceited then
But I'm older now
Doing my thing, what ya told me now
Brought closer to show me how
And I'm in love with a baller now
Treat him right cause that's all I got
The good dick had me falling out
And I love the freaky things he be saying
And the names he be calling out
Yeah and he knows how to treat me
Eats me when he freaks me
The real one and his cum tastes so sweet
Rough sex to a slow beat
As he holds me and pokes me
And the beat won't stop, the bass don't drop
Till I climb on top of his cock and close shop
Make his toes lock
While y'all hoes jock
See you got me callin'
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
Yeah that nigga don't bought me things
But that nigga done taught me things
How to maintain, respect the game
Save my change and even showed me some crazy things
And we exchanged our favorite things
I got inside his fantasies
Cause them things was the middle of me
Climaxin' on the canopy
Well this freak put his hand inside of me
Unsolved mystery
Thinkin' 'bout gets me all wet
And I'm pissed he ain't called yet
I guess good sex is what you call it
And I'll know he'll call back
So I'mma just go cook for the man
Shake up crooks and do the books for the man
Makin' the cheese you done took from the man
If the sex is good I'mma hook the man
Even if he's a veteran
If I go on my way without you
Oh how can I go?
If I go on my way without you
Oh where will I go?
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
Come back to you
I'll always
[Missy]
Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man
Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
Ohh, ohh..
Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
Ohh, ohh..
[Missy]
Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin'
See I'ma keep you up all night, for a long time
So start countin' away
[Chorus]
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no..
[Missy]
Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
Give it to me some more
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Yeah, uhh, uhh
It's time to set yo' clock back bout as long as you can
I stop daylight, it's Ludacris the maintenance man
Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission
You one minute FOOLS, you wonder why y'all missin
On the back of milk cartons and there's no reward
No regards, close but it's no cigar
A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last
I jump in pools and make a big splash
Water overflowin, so get your head right
It's all in yo' mind punk so keep your head tight
Enough with tips and advice and thangs
I'm big dog, havin women seein stripes and thangs
They go to sleep, start snorin, countin sheep and shit
They so wet, that they body start to leak and shit
Just cause I'm an ALL-nighter, shoot ALL fire
Ludacris, balance and rotate ALL tires
[Missy]
Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man
[Trina]
Uh, uh
You know lil' mama ain't with that quick shit
You better break me off stiff tongue or stiff dick
One minute, two minutes, three minutes
Hell naw, to please me you gotta sleep in it
I see you talk a good game and you play hard
But if I put this thing on ya, can you stay hard?
If not, you better keep your day job
Cause I'm looking for a man to make me say God (GOD!)
I'm all class and you know this
I'll work your ass out like aerobics
So baby stay focused
Start off slow and then speed it up
Baby show me what you got, is you a G or what?
If you can't beat it up then eat it up
Put a cherry on top, whip cream it up, What?
[Missy](Trina)
Break me off, break-break me off
Break-break me off
Show me what you got (What?)
Break me off, show me what you got (What?)
Break me off, show me what you got
Break-break me off, break-break me off
now see i told y'all this wasnt gonna be nothing nice and i know some of y'all
wasnt really payin attention so do me a favor and rewind this shit and play it
again and if you listenin to this on a casette instead of a cd you're game is
reaaaallllly fucked up!
[Chorus: Tweet]
No Panties comin' off
My love is gonna cost
Cuz aint no way that you gon'
get up in this for free
[Missy Elliott]
NEW TRINA!!!!
[Verse 1: Trina]
Look boo, what the deals?
You got my cash, 'fo u stick in here?
I know you be packin' the steel
But I cant suck ya dick and get my lipstick smeared
Fuck nigga dont be grabbin' my braids
You got some cash? Then I'm easily persuaded
Taste ass these un-sauteed
See I be cummin' all night & all day
I'm Miss Trina, sim seema
Fuck a beamer
Got me benz and some rims
Tinted windows and some tens
I'll tell you time again
I'm fine enough to even fuck your mans
Looky here Slim
Less go to South Beach let me speak
'Fo you fuck me you gone treat?
And put some Santinees' on my feet
Take me to the beach
Now crawl up in my wall real deep... OWW
[Chorus: Tweet]
[Missy Elliott]
NEW TRINA!!!!
[Verse 2: Trina]
Bitch you ain't gotta like me
Oh you his wifey? I think ya man like me
He had me in the car with his hands on my bra
Breathin in my face sayin (TRI-NA!!) OWW!!
I aint tryin to disrespect
Im just tryin to keep me in check
See I aint done yet
Shit - I'm the type of bitch
Break up happy homes like Trick
Slow mo
easy Joe
ya so and so
I'm a super woman ask Mo (u know)
The way I ride wood,
Super good
too good
And if your man won't you're daddy would,
Bitch understood Slip N Slide - Miss Trina
Did sold out the arena
I'm a dead ringer
Three fingers
dick fingah
All up in my gut
nigga what?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Trina]
Hey nigga whats the word?
Watch my hips dont you like these curves?
I want a crib in the deep suburbs
Two dogs and a mockingbird
Versace spread on my waterbed
Now give me some head!!! (OOOH!!)
Give me some head!!! (OOOH!!!)
Miss Trina like to skits on red
and I'm the first to say it
I'm the baddest bitch OW!
[Chorus]
[Missy Elliott]
NEW TRINA!!!!
[Trina]
I'm the baddest bitch OW!
SOUTHERN SMOKE!
Moe miney meenie inny
I got a bottle, I got a cup
I got ice, so what's up
Walk in the club when suicide close
Feelin like money cause I collect dough
Moe miney meenie inny
Wheres that patrone and hinney
I been sippin on cabonney that shits so strong
Like paris hilton, gotta carry me home
So full, so far gone
Forgot where I parked, n lost my iPhone
Still lookin good and pretty bad bitch in every city
Rocks, diamonds, I got plenty
Ice for the cup, now pour the hinney
Escorted in the club, I brought the whole team
Ain't no guest, buts it's a rockstar theme
Everybody lookin of course it's the queen
They admirin the crown, and the 10 carat ring
I'm known for pimpin these rappers
Exspecially to get a nice walk on my actin
When they actually think that I'm feelin em
That's wen I take they money, then I'm killin em
I got a bottle, I got a cup
I got ice, so what's up
Walk in the club when suicide close
Feelin like money cause I collect dough
Moe miney meenie inny
Wheres that patrone and hinney
Watch me get ghost in the phantom
Somethin like a pimp like david banner
PIMP
I crooked letta crooked letta I crooked letta
Crooked letta I humpback humpback
I, am so off the chain
Spyin bottles ain a thing
Plus I'm gonna make it rain
So much money think shes insane
You a 7 digit nigga if u holla at a brah
With a 7 digit figga u should come in by da bah
I'm talkin bout bottles, cabolley
I'm wet and hott like lava
I'm switchin 4 lanes in range
Hangin at da coupe talkin money ain a thing
Comin all out my shirt on champain
Damn lil miss trina off da chain
I got a bottle, I got a cup
I got ice, so what's up
Walk in the club when suicide close
Feelin like money cause I collect dough
Moe miney meenie inny
Wheres that patrone and hinney
I don't swerve I spin
Grab a pearl grand ten
I'm so stinky stinky rich,
My damn dogg drive a benz
Tied up blue diamond shoes
Shinin suits, liverachi boo
Stuntin on you, like boo who you
I'm a icon ya bitch I though u knew
I only drop bombs, hatas b like uh-uh
Girl who she think she is
I'm is wut u want is
Girl I don't want yo man but I'll yo man
Yo man and his friend they both my fans
U don't understand miss deameanor ain playin
Come on, all my ladies, let's get this money
Come on, all my fellas, let's get this money
It's only for all of us to get this money
Ain't no need for player haters acting funny
Come on, all my ladies, let's get this money
Come on, all my fellas, let's get this money
Trina finna show you how to get this money, right
You gotta have a J-O-B to be with me
Best believe I'm going diamond on my next LP
I stacked my game up, sexed my frame up
Bitches using my style, I'm set to change up
Unh, new year, new gray Jag
After the first album, you should hear Shay brag
I been around the world playing 2-way tag
While these wannabe Trinas out here claim bad
But guess what, I'm still the baddest
Jewels still flooded with 24 karats
OK, you know I live lavish
Chanel glass slippers in a Cinderella palace
Unh, unh, See me on South Beach rolling the five
When I come through hoes rolling they eyes
I'm the- baddest bitch, so I'm used to that
Draped in the hot shit off the Gucci rack
I like Tiffany ice, that expensive stuff
The diamond princess draped in princess cuts
Don't be mad hoe, cause I'm that bad hoe
Pushing that pink Lamborghini Diablo
I play niggas like dummies for the fast money
You wanna holla, it's gon' cost you cash money
Slip and slide, then we stacking chips
The redbone, wonder woman with the platinum wrist
Breakdown
Miami hot, 'Candy' flopped
I'm the new bad girl and I can't be stopped
Unh, sipping Bailey's, flossing daily
On TRL with Carson Daly
Dressed to chill, icy, extra chill
Touch of class, bad with the sex appeal
Flawless baby, female ballers baby
Stay diggin' in them millionaires wallets baby
Tored up, Christian Dior'd up
Cases of that Cris, gettin poured up
Got it sewed up, like stitches
Reppin' for my bad bitches, stackin' riches
I shine, baby cause the game is mine
I'm on top of the charts, no room to climb
And when I say I'm the baddest, I'm mean it
[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen
I was 18 and she was 25
And i was kinda fast for my age
It was the (uh) first time
Drankin cheap wine
And then she took her place on the stage
The club went crazy (girl you doin it!)
The way she shake dat ass
Sho amazed me( ladies and gentlemen!)
[Verse 1: Trina]
I make my body drop
Then my pussy pop
I gotta make some hot
Thats what im talkin bout
Im in that red zone
I got they head gone
You should see me in that thong th-th-thong thong
I make this ass bounce
And these titties fight
I make my thighs tremble
Cuz thats what niggaz like
I got these niggaz right
You betta ask somebody
And if he ask about me
He betta pack his wallet
See ima guy pleaser slash don diva
Slip N Slide off these thighs yeah fine Trina
Take it to the bottom
Gimme grey goose
Lemme get it started
Its time to tear it loose
Catch a wall, back it up, ooh excuse me
You bitches betta make a way fuh this booty
See ima cutie
Yours truly
Get out the way of this muthafuckin dooly
[Chorus 2: Mannie Fresh]
The DJ cued the record
And the record went BOOM
Make a circle
Give the lady some room
Jolly make her body rock
Followed wit da pussy pop
And everybody gave her they money
The club went crazy (you is a bad mama jama)
The way she shake dat ass
Sho amazed me (ladies and gentlemen!)
[Verse 2: Trina]
A bad bitch in the club
And she so astounded
Im the star of this bitch
Cuz the show around me
Im the bitch who been crowned me Miss Miami
Every nigga in the club wanna get in my panties
But if you payin it
Im layin em
And if the nigga still standin
I consider the man
And he wanna cram it and jam it
Put the pickle in the middle muthafucka not the fanny
That access has not been granted
Its the way that i struck
Make a nigga wanna fuck
And its the lust
Make a nigga wanna touch
And im not just a ho or a slut, ima plus so
Where you ducks at?
Where yo bucks at?
If he aint up in dat, get da fuck back
See i done struck back just like lightening
Every nigga in this bitch wanna pipe me
[Chorus 3: Mannie Fresh]
The man said "LAST CALL GON GETCHA ALCOHOL"
And we dancin way in the back
Now erybody got to know
Me and her bout to go take it to the cadillac
The club went crazy (congratulations! you got her!)
The way she shake that ass
Sho amazed me (ladies and gentlemen!)
[Verse 3: Trina]
Now he breakin it off
Takin it off
And he makin it wet
Im makin it hard
And im drivin his 'lac
And swipin his card
And im signin his checks
Fuh givin him sex
And its the body that they dyin to get
Its amazin how these niggaz be cryin fuh this
And its so crazy that they lyin fuh dis
But, but you gotta get in line, you dick
Now thats the shit make these niggaz wanna holla
Look like a model
Shaped like a coke bottle
Break his bank down to his last low dolla
Im make floor wobble damn near a whole hour
Pussy real good
When its from the hood
But you gotta pay
And its undastood
If ima give it up
You gon give it out
Cuz i love makin niggaz go down south
[Trina talkin (Mannie)]
Ayo Mannie
I fucks witchu
You crazy fuh dis one
(You is a bad mama jama)
[Mannie Fresh]
The club went crazy (girl you doin it!)
The way she shake that ass
Shole amazed me
[Toni]
let me put my left foot in the game now
put my right foot in the game now
let me show y'all what I'm workin wit
time to slide to the dance floor
[Verse 1]
hair do nails done thats us
new car paper tags thats us
new gear hot shit thats us
keep niggas like thats us
where my get money honeys at right here
where my iced out bitches at right here
where my gold gettin bitches at right here
where my silver spoon women at right here
you the shit girl let that nigga know
the rent due girl let that nigga know
enjoyin yourself let that nigga know
the sex good girl let that nigga know
hold up y'all its my turn now
hold up y'all its our turn now
its our turn now its our turn now
[Chorus]
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
[Verse 2]
blow up show up
you a hatin ass bitch so what
im the baddest bitch sure nuff
they know my clique so tough
you wanna do what hold up
switch up flows
drop tops 6 fo's
keep up with me I'm on the west coast
I get love from the bloods & crypts they love the hips
hottest shit in the south they love the hip
me trick brick duece mobb c-o get loose
slip & slide here forever stop askin
I step out & camera's start flashin
[Chorus]
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
[Rick Ross]
let me put the cris in the game now
let me put the crypt in the game now
let me pop the x in the game
let me show y'all what I'm workin wit
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
y'all niggas wanna fuck wit ross
point a mile who really wanna touch the boss
I ride around all the time no tints on the benz
cell phone flipped out lookin sick on the rims now
name a nigga who could fuck wit me
name a nigga who could flow wit me
east to west coast I'm the best wit toast
attack ta blow I'm aimin at your neck & throat
now naked hoes givin neck for dope
ba gets and roes and the lex and glow
im a killa y'all niggas I'm the best you know
rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now
smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times
spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now
[Chorus]
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Toni told y'all ass to get down now
Who's bad? Who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's bad?
(Wait hold up)
Who's bad?
I'm representin' for the bitches
All eyes on your riches
No time for the little dicks
You see the bigger the dick
The bigger the bank, the bigger the Benz
The better the chance to get close to his rich friends
I'm going after the big man
G-string make his dick stand
Make it quick then slow head by the night stand
Like lightning I wanna nigga with a wedding ring
Bank accounts in the Philippines
Blank note to take everything
See I fuck him in the living room
While his children home
I make him eat it while my period on
A little nasty ho, red-bone but a classy ho
Young jazzy ho and don't be scared
If you're curious just ask me hoes
And yes dick sucking comes quite natural
I'm da baddest bitch what
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
See I hate hoes who take their niggas on talk shows and for hoes
(Y'all sold fool)
See if I'm ever crossed or ever caught up in the cross
And if it's your fault ho, I'm going off ho
See I'm unemployed with no boss ho
While y'all sucking dick for free I'm broke off ho
See it pays to be the boss ho
Shit that's how you floss hoes
X-rated elevated, buck naked
And I'd probably fuck your daddy
if your mammie wasn't playa hatin'
Cause I'm da baddest bitch
I'm da baddest bitch what
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
I got game for young hoes
Don't grow to be a dumb hoe, that's a no-no
See if you off the chains
Stay ahead of the game, save up buy a condo
Sell the pussy by the grands
And in months you own a Benz
Another week a set of rims
See if I had the chance to be a virgin again
I'd be fucking by the time I'm ten
See off glass is my motto
Dick suckin in the auto
Quick fuckin 'bout to follow
On the back of the truck
Or when I'm dead ass drunk
But I don't get high though
I never took it up the ass
Often tried but I pass
And from what I heard it ain't bad
I'm a curious bitch who took off to get broke off
From the baby's dad
Cause I'm da baddest bitch
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(That's right I'm the baddest bitch)
Ohh miani
Loyalty
Its the codes of the streets
The words we live by & die by
U noe the way we survive this life out here
Its no other way
The only way
Is to be loyal till the end
Loyalty
The code of the street
The word i live by & diie by aint nuthin sweet
Rap star goes hollywood from the street
& the only word that i noe is loyalty
See i noe the difference separate the bullshit from the buissness
Feel me? listen.
Iam past driven
Nuthin was qiven
I cant remember of dayz i had livin
Trust nobody keep ur enemies closee
Were ur friends when u need them? when u need them the most?
Most times that u need them most of them are qhost
Even doe dey unloyal still qive them a toast
Trust nobody keep ur enemies close
Who noe ur dark secrets wat u doin the most?
U noe that hot shit ?? bout 2 promote lik rappers talkinq bout quns & dnt even tote
Chorus: X2
L.O.Y.A.L.T.Y
Loyalty
Loyal till the day i die
Thats the code of the streets
Thats the way i ride & ima ride lik that
Some friends qot the best of me
Shitted on me on the way
But i wonder waz it all for dey destani?
Now theres a diffrence see? U aint qotta rob em it dont take nuthin
U can use ur own enerqy
See i depend on me
Bless the child with its own
Grab my own qlass say bless & u hold it into me
See aint no killen me
I noe u feelin me
I blast the speakers with the truth
Hear the chemistry
Trust nobody keep ur enemies closee
Were ur friends when u need them? when u need them da most?
Most times that u need them most of them are qhost
Even doe dey unloyal still qive dem a toast
Trust nobody keep ur enemies close
Who noe ur dark secrets? what u doin the most?
U noe that hot shit ?? bout 2 promote lik rappers talkinq bout quns & dnt even tote
Chorus: X2
L.O.Y.A.L.T.Y
Loyalty
Loyal till the day i die
Thats the code of the streets
Thats the way i ride & ima ride lik that
He say, She say, Tell somebody
Can u keep a secret? dont tell nobody
Its ur loyalty, pill, will u swich for money?
When ur shit hit the fame will u think its funny?
Trust nobody keep ur enemies closee
Were ur friends when u need them
When u need them the most?
Most times that u need them most of them are qhost
Even doe dey unloyal still qive them a toast
Trust nobody keep ur enemies close
Who noe ur dark secrets what u doin the most?
U noe that hot shit ?? bout 2 promote lik rappers talkinq bout quns & dnt even tote
Chorus: X2
L.O.Y.A.L.T.Y
Loyalty
Loyal till the day i die
Thats the code of the streets
Long nails, pack a weave
Dutches and a bag a weed
That’s all a bitch like you need
(You from the f**kin ghetto)
That REGGIE MILLER that you push
Don’t be burnin like that ‘kush’
You gon need that REGGIE BUSH
(F**kin with the ghetto)
MOSCATO fillin up my cup
Run out, We don’t give a f**k
NUVO get me so f**ked up
(Comin from the ghetto)
So watch it when in the south
And watch what you say, watch yo mouth
And watch yo step cuz slippers count
(When you in the ghetto)
Wife beater, nigga TIMBs
Slide out, with some bigger rims
Flip a key, and hit the flea
And go and get some bigger jeans The hood is in the building maan
I get you n ur feelins maan
Its some shit outside yo house
With rims the size of ceiling fans
Im the pride of king kong
Steppin through the congo
And I can make it clap clap
Beat it like a bongo
Cat got ur tongue
You tell that pussy let ur tongue go
Wouldn’t did this sh*t right here so gutta
But the song sooo
T-Pain (chorus)
Ghettooooo, Country
Hooooooood, Rachet
Put ya hands up
If you f**kin with that s**t
Ghettooo
You knooooo
Opposite of bougie
Twelve inch yaki
Big brown booties
Ghettooo
Wave to her
Hellooo
Saay
Im ghettooo
Ride with the medal(oooo)
Tell them that
It is what it is
And make it do what it do
And I love where I live
And my people love it too
Cause we Ghettooo
You in the BENZ in da projects
Lights in yo mama name
You hustle, lock ur celly
And that’s the thrid time ur numba change
Transport airbrushed
Outside, speakers on
Valentino pussy huggers
High heeled sneakers on
My feet done, nails too
All on the front porch
You cookin in some VICKI’s
A** hangin out ur boy shorts
Camouflage stiletto
And diamonds on her METRO
Tatted silhouettes,
(Cause that is jus so f**king ghetto)
Dope game, Bond man
Bond money, bondmans
That’s how you spend funds maan
(When you in the ghetto)
If you make ur money easy
And ur swag is off the hezzy
And ur favorite rapper JEEZY
(You are motherf**kin ghetto)
Hundred dollar jeans on
Price tag, braggin
But the world kiss ur ass
So you wear them f**kers saggin
CD of the newest choice
And Nikes be the shoe of choice
Candy paint, twenty fours
Boosters, hoes, and liquor stores
(Ghetto, so f**kin ghetto)
Chorus T-Pain
Tomboys, hot boys
Hammer laying in your lap
Got bitches laying in your bed
And robbers laying in your trap
Dubs on the four wheeler
TV’s in the headrest
And hundred dollar bets
To see which trick can give the head best
Section eight, WIC checks
Eviction notice getting served
Child support, hood homes
Advance on the f**kin third
Bootleg DVD's
Rico had another kid
Income tax checks
You claimin other people's kids
Mohawk, gold teeth, tattoos, dreadlocks
You serving out the room window
Now you call it bedrock
Lace front, long lashes
Looking for a trap star
Now every nigga in the ghetto
He thinkin he a rap star
Fully automatic stick
Out a town a dummy brick
Now watch him role and watch him stick
(When when you in the ghetto)
Pills, dro, kid, blow
And people you don’t wanna know
Weed bags, corner stores
(So muthaf**in ghetto)
[Intro:]
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
Hold my, hold my drink bitch [x4]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
Hold my, hold my drink bitch [x4]
[Verse 1:]
When I was dancin in tha club, what no bitches fuckin with me
Now I rock the mike, I'm tha baddest in every city
These ho's ain't shiftin gears, livin how I live, doin numbers like tha goddest I could cook with tha meals
Say fuck this record deal, I'm a graduating scholar, got these corporate business men, on my line wanna holla
Pay me by tha hour, dey wanna fuck nothin, they just want me on their arm, you know how nigga's go to stuntin
Real trophy bitch from Miami got chips, make a nigga dick hard n all I do is lick my lips
Not to mention these lips and my round juicy ass, if beauty was a test alot of ho's wouldn't pass
They dog'd out trash, I'm steppin on the gas, got tha peddle to tha meddle, finna take a full blast
It's such a fuckin tragic, still tha baddest is a classic, got this shit map'd out, you can address me hot acid.
[Chorus:]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my, hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
[Verse 2:]
I've been a motherfuckin problem since tha baddest bitch
U know nann, I hadnt a brake since
Show's around the globe, I'm the only black Madonna, over night celebrity that experience every genre
Check my track record different shows every week, mother fucka airport, bitch I'm landing in the streets
Mirror jet lands on I-95, transfer to the phantom and wave to my fans high
Snap a couple pictures for them haters cause they watchin, testin any nelly, what tha baddest bitch is rockin
Oh it watn't nuttin, I just spent twenty grand on this Alexander Mcqueen bag that I'm carryin
Got some bitches stay sharin, I da learn to stop caring, cause they'll never ever see a bad bitch like me again
Before there was many, now I only see one, and that bad bitch is me and after me they'll be none. (none)
[Chorus:]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
[Verse 3:]
I'm a ma fuckin legend, no matter how you see it, it's been written long time ago, here bitch read it
Get to past tha proof like Master P with no limit, truth beyond your noise, most of ya'll just gimmicks
Artificial flavors can't start your own trans, (bitch) is where is started and where it's all gone end
Standin firm and battle, I won't brake em, won't win, I've been crossed too many times, my attitude fuck a friend
I'm runnin on tha clouds, what tha fuck I'm lookin down for, this ain't multiple choice I am tha fuckin answer
Take it how you wanna, I ain't worried about your bitch, let me brake it down old school, too legit to quit (haha)
I'm the shit, my flow so stay, got money in tha bank, if she want it we could pay (bitch)
Hold this drink, you look better on tha sideline, coming after me, game over cause it's all mine
[Chorus:]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
I'm one of the baddest mother fuckers of all time
(Sit down)
One of the best looking mother fuckers you have ever seen
(Shut up)
Hold my hold my drink bitch [x4]
(Now watch me) [x2]
Yup it's tha baddest bitch of all times (hahaha)
Who is Trina? Im sure thats not the only question you want
answered. Do you really wanna know what hard work is? Ask me
and i'll tell you. From nothing to something. If there is a will there
is a way. Traveling city to city, state to state. Non stop shows,
interviews all over the globe. I am Miami. Magazine covers, gossips
number 1 topic. the life of the rich and famous. fans who can
relate, from the begining to now. trashy mouth to sophicated
ladies. Not just a rapper, the business woman still standing. When
i've seen others come and go, I rise. Grateful for my struggles and
the road that I took. It only made me stronger, it prepared me for
this. For the here and now. Focused and eager to learn. Fast to
teach, this is not a game. this is my life. fairy tales dont exist over
here. im a realist. and strong is just another statement to describe
me. Now i ask you the same question again. Who is Trina? (laughs)
she is amazing. Im amazing. so amazing.
im amazing. x4.
First round pick, yup, the lucky lotto numbers 777. The haters
could never take me under promise if i fall, wont be down to long.
ya pycis is wrong. tell that chick i sang this song. i own the thrown
any other chick she follow. im her role model. i dont use a bottle, i
breast feed the game like theres tommorrow. i can tell you about
pain.......bitches aint shit, niggas aint either. niggas want ya chick.
betta watch the way you treat her. you shouldn't have to beat her.
lose her the way you meet her. when a womans fed up better
watch the way you treat her.
Im way past a diva, im outta ya league, im something ya need,
front page something to read, i said (x2)
This is the life and i want to welcome you to amazing, amazing,
Unusual suspect (unusual suspect)
But I know these niggas (but I know these niggas).
Jim Johnson, Big D (Jim Johnson & Big D).
Ah dis Trina & Plies Slip & Slide thang, I'm in here wit the Baddest Bitch.
Ah Trina take care these hoes, cuz I got these niggas.
My steering wheel wood, & my wheels croma.
Can't pay these niggas to leave me alone.
I'm so fresh, I'm so fresh.
I gotta pocket full of money and my teeth glitter.
Sum bout been a trille ass nigga.
I'm so fresh.
I'm so fresh.
Paint candy racin' sribs.
Crush dem bitches off the rip.
I don't think you really wanna mess with me, test me and eventually.
See me speedin', cops don't see em', fuck em' & feed em' wouldn't wanna be em'.
I ain't scared of ya'll,
I ain't no regular broad I'ain't scared at all.
Like bone crusher I'll crush your bones when I come through strong with my big big brone.
Ride spinners like 3-6 do. Let me do me nigga you do you.
Suck this clit till my shit turn blue.
Put a bitch to sleep wake me up when you threw.
I'ma get dress so fresh lookin' new and it's back to the chevy or the cab for you.
Chuck & Duece switchin' lanes.
Ridin' dat douk & sittin' on things.
You ain't never met a bitch like me and your bitch ain't never ride a dick like me.
Check the paint, watch the feet, inches 26's deep, candy drippin' on the street, bitch I'm ridin;
BIG.
Ain't too many niggas like me. I'm from a rare breed.
I walk it like I talk.
Was raise by a G.
You ain't suppose to like me dog, cuz I'm what you wanna be.
From top to bottom being trille that's something that's in me.
It's a helluva feelin to know that you 100% a real nigga.
I been out here gettin' money, since I was a lil nigga.
I'm loved by these hoes, respected by these killers,
it took years of thuggin' to get to this point nigga.
I don't know if you know how it feels to walk around with stacks.
I been broke, came up and I ain't going back.
Cuz money get you friends, choppers get you respect.
yo, this is some more of the bitch that has her comedy game on lock.
this is the mother fuckin roll call so listen up.
all the ladies, nubian queens,
black princesses, african godesses, choir girls, young girls, models,
skeezers, bitches, hoes, players, dikes, divas, house wives, gold diggers,
sex chasers, cum guzzlers, chicken heads, crack heads, baller bitches,
shake dancers, and boosters.
say what you want, we're all one in the same.
no matter what they call you, or you call yourself.
theres only 3 rules in this game:
keep your nappy-ass hair done, do your mother fucking sit-ups,
and whenever you lay on your back, make sure your paper is stacked.
and with all that said and done, diamond princess,
Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no quittin when the ladies get to spittin'.
Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no stoppin when the ladies get to rockin'.
I'm still tha baddest drapped in the best fabrics.
Leathers and the CZ's and the S classes.
Ghetto angel. wrist glists like the rainbow.
Yellow, reds and blues. Watch the ice dangle.
Colorful things, full beams, no illusion.
VVS clean gleam, no inclusions.
Glamorous with the gangst twist.
Gucci on the hip Betaluche on the wrist.
And we off glass,we glistining, u listining.
I got that new shyt like William holla.
U thinking I'm a dyme, but I'ma silver dollar.
Ice 'round my collar, the Diamond Princess that's right.
It's a lotta big money in my sixes. Marble walls from Mikka floors.
Shoes by Jimmy Chose and Micheal Clours.
Fuck Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve.
Ay Yo. I'm not a regular bytch, I don't do regular shyt dog.
U see me on T.V., u know that I spit. Know these niggaz I'm wit.
Game ain't change me that much. Discovered incline.
Discovered that it tightened my butt.
But really, other that that, hate these frivolous chats.
DO I cook or clean.
Daddy I hire for that. Need a house wife?
That ain't Eve, my business come first.
I think you'll understand after this one verse.
Always been a bytch about mine and fuck wit winners.
Me and Trin top of tha line. Nigga listen.
Keep these chicks prayin we stop. It neva happens.
Sittin' back wishing that they neva started rappin.
Too late, hurtin' 'em hard. What chu wan do?
Stop what? Fuck out tha way, watch how we come through.
I'm living too good. Fuck u suckas.
At the club, at the bar, sippin blue mothafuckas.
You see can't too many hoes come after me.
I hafta be in the Jacob or the Master Piece.
It take cash to speak. I neva had to lease.
Between me and the girls, we need at least half the flee.
My man's money gotta be longer than his dick.
But look, long as u want. Who stronger than this clique?
From 1 minute, 2 minutes, some minute.
Eh yo drew, turn my mic up
Cause i want these motha fucka's to hear me
I see you rap bitches talkin' real slick in the magazines.
I'm the same bitch your man want and your best friend's a trina fan.
(hahahaha) Ya'll bitches funny to me. (ha)
you know what, i feel like playin'
I'm in the air, I dont hear bitches' corny raps
The badest bitch is back. The badest bitch is back.
What's Beef? Beef is when the bitch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes lookin' like dirty sheets
Beef is when I help you sell records just like i do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame only last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like i do. Now that's beef.
My blades been sharp, My spades been played with.
This one, But nu uh this aint a game with this.
And ima put some hoes to shame so listen.
I dun seen alotta lame, but it's a shame that this (uh)
You see the problem is I used to like you, til' you start jumpin on the dick wit trick.
And doing all of my leftover shit. Now you's a scam. (was up) you get the left over hits.
So bitch get on the band wagon or get leftover bitch.
I cant believe the baddest beefin wit this drunk ass bitch
a slang titty havin' fake lauren hill ass bitch.
You moved to Georgia cause you thought you aint hit no shit.
Now you's mess hoe that's why they cut you outta your own video.
You dissin' for promo and dissin' me is a no no
I'm the queen of breeze bitches a dough hoe
But back to the promo (yo) Ima still try to help you out
and yah im talkin' bout Khia, dirty miss of the south.
Now what's beef? Beef is when the bitch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes lookin' like dirty sheeps (bahh)
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like i do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame only last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like i do. Now that's beef.
Yo neck and yo back. Bitch you know you was wrong,
'And Kang Wang' hoe, i aint even like that song
Oh was all of this just ova some dick?
I todl you when my debut, best friends, I do 5 or 6.
Enough of that, bitch i got some other shit to address
About some pussy ass niggas with ma name in they chest
Sayin: 'Trina fucked Biggie now she fuckin' Lil' Wayne'
You niggas snitchin' on your records fuckin' up a bitch name.
You wouldn't do that to a nigga, so why you do it me?
you soundin' like a hoe nigga, why you slanderin' T?
Cause you's a cash money reject, a night work soldier
He fuckin' with that boy and you gon end up in a coma.
And what about the waterboy he's a silly.
Last I heard you aint even from Philly.
So nigga keep the bench warm and keep the playas handle the shit
Cause you just dissin' for a deal but I'm just dissin' with the real.
What's Beef? Beef is when the dope make a nigga fall asleep
Beef is when you sound like a motha fuckin' sheep
Beef is when I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's beef? Beef is in the street nigga beefin' wit a chick.
Beef is when you brag on anotha nigga's dick.
Beef is when I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef nigga.
Fuck niggas. Ya'll niggas can't be serious. Ya'll niggas is real fuckin' funny to me. Get the fuck outta here.
Playa, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Take me place where I ain't gotta be sexy
Just so I can be considered a lady
Please tell me why the world is so shady, baby
I wanna go to a world where I ain't gotta be a freak ho
Just so I can be noticed by people
Please tell me if you know
Because I wanna go, wanna go, yeah, yeah
Why is it lately?
These jealous hoes gotta hate me
Niggas won't give me no space
They suffocate me
I try to be myself niggas won't let me
They'd rather sweat me
Ice, freeze, and briget me
But I ain't impressed with your hot car
Nigga I ain't got the lock jaws
I ain't fixin' to drop draw's
These niggas chase me like a cop-cop
In and out the Char' bottle
They wanna ball with a hot star
They offer me grands for one night stands
Fuck that one night plan
I'm looking for that one right man
To save the day, wrap me in his arms
Take me away, late plight till the break in the day
Come on
Take me to a place where all my girls on top
Take me to a place where all the Benzes drop top
Take me to a place where I ain't gotta trick for grands
Take me to a place where my friend won't fuck my man
Take me to a place where it's women with no hoes
Take me to a place where the thugs get early parole
Take me to a place where we ball, buying cases
Diamond faces, united with all races
Take me to a place where ain't no chalk traces or court cases
Or black faces on front pages
Take me to a place where the haters don't hate
Take me away, Lord knows I can't wait, come on
Every day I gotta let it go
And spend the money on the one way ticket
To a world where shit is better yo
I be the same but a better ho
And do a version of Nann with Kirk Franklin for the chedda yo
They'll show my video on VH1, diva week
Me, Whitney, then Aretha speak
I be on top of the world and still be a freak
Although I'm doing my thing
I see I gotta eat cause where I'm from
Life ain't sweet
Take me, take me baby
Where I wanna go baby
I don't wanna be a freak ho
No more, more
Take me, take me baby
Where I wanna go baby
I don't wanna be a freak ho
Wish I Never Met You lyrics
(feat. Shonie)
[Shonie]
I wish I never met you boy :
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy :
If I can turn back time, then I'll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy :
Every time I'm with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don't wanna feel the way I feel about you.
[Trina]
When we first got together, I saw us chillin forever.
A lifetime, best friend for worse or for better.
Then you switched up the weather, sunshine to clouds.
I found a condom in ya dresser, and you know how we get down.
You fucking clown now I wish I never met cha.
I shoulda listened to mama, she said you wasnt nothing special.
So now its to the left, to the left
And everything you own is on the porch
Nigga step and tell me :
[Shonie]
What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u with
Cuz that's just how it is :
I wish I never met you boy :
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy :
If I can turn back time, then I'll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy :
Every time I'm with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don't wanna feel the way I feel about you.
[Trina]
Maybe im trippin, oh I just cant figure u out.
One night u say u love me, the next u flippin out.
But u can bounce, u kno I don't need a man
Im sorry I met u. I could do bad by my damn self.
I cant let u disrespect me ima queen. And all my real
Boss chicks know what I mean.
I bet u still trickin, you aint learned ya lesson.
Now let me check ya text messages : now tell me .. hahaaa
[Shonie]
What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u with
Cuz that's just how it is :
I wish I never met you boy :
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy :
If I can turn back time, then I'll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy :
Every time I'm with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don't wanna feel the way I feel about you.
Picture me and u together.
Everything about you make my whole body shiver.
Its you I want in my world, its you that I adore.
I said I picture me and u together,
Everything about you make my whole body shiver.
Its you I want in my world, its you that I adore.
What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u with
Cuz that's just how it is :
I wish I never met you boy :
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy :
If I can turn back time, then I'll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy :
Every time I'm with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Ain't nuttin to it but to do it
Let me holla at you baby
I know a lot of NFL players and a lot of NBA players (Sexy gurl!)
Like to holla at you, you know, but it's different hollering at me
You know what I'm saying? (Sexy gurl!)
Whatever they can give you,
I can give it to you times two
(Sexy gurl, but I really need you gurl!)
But in a gangsta way, can you dig it?
I woke up around ten o'clock this morning
I gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawning
Went to the bathroom to wash up
Put on my French-lace panties and my Enyce warm-up
I said, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the baddest bitch of them all?"
There was a quick pause
Then the mirror responded, "You know you got it locked stop actin' retarded."
Fa sho, that's why these bitches don't want beef
Cause I, flash the Roley with the all yellow deese
Got the sunflower-yellow on the fingernails
And the yellow Louie bag with the pastels
Yo I'm livin' like a model while my rap sales (Why?)
Cause niggaz love the way my back swells
Plus I show my ladies how to mack males
Fuck posin' for BlackTail, I'm bout to sign a PlayBoy deal, unh
Sexy gurl, (sexy, sexy)
You're my little sexy gurl (sexy gurl)
And I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Said I really need you gurl (I need you gurl)
Put no one above you gurl (above you gurl)
Wanna kiss and hug you gurl (hug you gurl)
You're a little sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
But I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Come a little…
Close to the P-I- mpin'
Hop in the Coupe with Snoop go on a mission (mission)
Nonstop no intermission, breakfast in bed
We do head in the kitchen (ooooh!)
It's a lo-ve-ly day
You can hang out in the pool, act a fool or just bubble and bathe
And when you get it I love how you don't talk about me
But you lovin' the Dogg, that's what I like about it
M-I-A don't get in my way, the baddest bitch with the play-yi-yay (play-yi-yay)
And everyday I try to get my play on
This California lifestyle help you stay on (stay on)
I'm choppin' it up, (choppin' it up) I got the key so I'm lockin' it up (lockin' it up)
Flashin' 'em, (flashin' 'em) blastin' 'em (blastin' 'em)
I'm rollin' with a boss bitch passin' 'em
Come here cutie
Sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
You're my little sexy gurl (sexy gurl)
And I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Said I really need you gurl (I need you gurl)
Put no one above you gurl (above you gurl)
Wanna kiss and hug you gurl (hug you gurl)
You're a little sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
But I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Break it down (sexy, sexy)
Unh huh (yeah) (sexy gurl)
All my sexy ladies clap to this (love you gurl) that's right
All my sexy ladies clap to this (need you gurl) come on
Oh, (above you gurl) yeah (above you gurl) Oh!
All my sexy ladies clap to this (come on)
All my sexy ladies clap to this, come a little…
Better than Fendi and Gucci
You need a little more for me to be a groupie (that's right)
How bout a house down out on San Succi
Sittin' on an acre so we could move loosely
That's just how it goes
Vera Wang from the window pane down to the tips of my toes (Oh!)
And when I'm ready to leave I pull a Porsche out
Don't want no sticks or no seeds I go to Snoop's house
Fuck a professor, I need an investor (unh huh)
To eat me like Hannibal Lector
And keep me in a pink Kompressor, cups processor
And I don't want nuttin' lesser
Let me holla at you baby
I know a lot of NFL players and a lot of NBA players (Sexy gurl!)
Like to holla at you, you know, but it's different hollering at me
You know what I'm saying? (Sexy gurl!)
Whatever they can give you,
I can give it to you times two
(Sexy gurl, but I really need you gurl!)
But in a gangsta way, can you dig it?
So if you got time, like I know you got time
Come here sexy gurl and holla at the D-O double Gizzle fa shizzle (fa shizzle)
Sexy gurl!
Sexy gurl!
(feat. Lois Lane)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick
Get tha fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run
[Trina]
See, me and my boo's we got grands to use
With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you?
Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch
And smokin motherfuckin weed in my house
Is you sick yo?
I want YOU to get him and your dogs,
To stop grabbin doornobs, and hustle and rob
Or job, get tha fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)
You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that
Cause I'm a bank roll havin bitch
Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin bitch, I'm fabulous
And immaculate with nice curves
I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
You got nerves, old broke ass, not havin no doe ass
Slow ass, stayin on my porch ass, yo yay your ass nigga
You fake bitch, you make women hate dick, cuz you ain't shit
[Chorus]
[Lois Lane]
You that same old nigga
With tha same low figures
'cept the lies gettin bigga
And the sex lacks the vigor
Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack
Tryin to fuck my girl, behind my back, imajin that
I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
Now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after
Looks can be deceivin, and you're poppin much game
Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame
Dressed in ICEBERG, senese still attached
Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match
I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips
Slippin DJ Roslay, givin dick tips away
Basically, you was holdin like you just went pro
But little did they know, you was flossin my doe
No, I got to go, before you cause a bitch to flick
From waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit
[Chorus]
[Trina]
You ain't shit to me yo
I'm spendin grands down in Rio
Manaje` in trio, garage like it cee-lo
4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 I lay low
While you hoes slob dick, you Blockah ballin ass
Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit
And you pussy lickaz aint shit
Wanna go low on me like a basement?
That's why I don't see none of y'all
You better reconize game bitch, thats why I sit in front of y'all
I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me
I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the door key
You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house
Let me show you what a bitch from Miami bout
You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut
Unless you comin VVS marquis cut
[Trina]
I got an ass so big like the sun
Hope you got a mile for a dick I wanna run
Slap it in my face shove it down my throat
Nigga where your blunt I can make this pussy smoke
I know how to fuck I know how to ride
I can spin around and keep the dick still inside
Now your mouth wide you looking real scared
I'm a maneater headhunter I'm prepared
[Trina talking]
Yea you running now
you running
I'ma put this pussy on you
Just like this
[Trina]
Put this pussy in yo jaws now smack
Like its Thanksgiving and it aint coming back
Collard greens neckbones nigga chew this ass
Both hold inspections dont stop til it pass
Licky licky licky licky licky for an hour
I'ma make it rain for you here's a golden shower
Smell it like a flower my pussy is a rose
Come a little closer I wanna fuck your nose
[Chorus]-Killer Mike
If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict
Look back at me (4X)
Girl
Look back at me (4X)
Girl
Look back at me girl (3X)
If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict
[Killer Mike]
Third bred red broad in my bed
Up all night took pipe gave head
Ass like Trina face like Mya
Shot it on her chest she said daddy aim higher
Put jimmy on her titties and I bust off wicked
Gave her mayonaise on the face pearl necklace
We turned the camera on we did a sex scene
She call me R. Kelly and I call her
Thats my bitch right there nigga
Hand full of ass and a fist full of weave
Ass in the air face down on your knees
I'm a beast when I fuck I'ma put it on your gut
I'ma have you saying no please let me get up
I'ma make you say that's the spot don't take it out
I'm feeling like Akinyele put it in your mouth
Kanye tell them gold digging hoes that we pimping in the South
And it ain't payday unless nuts in your mouth
[Chorus]
Back it up drop down to your knees
Bring it up real slow make one cheek freeze (2X)
If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict
[Trina]
Look look look look back at you for what
I'm trying to concentrate on busting me a nut
I'm thinking about Trav I'm thinking about Bo
Little dick nigga shit hurry up I gotta go
Since they in prison pussy nigga make me know
That you aint a virgin and you done this before
Fuck me til you can't breath til you swim and scream help
Its your lucky day all the lifeguards left
[Trina talking]
Little dick ass nigga
You better get your face down here and eat this pussy
Dribble these titties on your lips
While you're doing that put your hand around my hips
Bounce me like a ball slam me like K-ma
On and off the dick better known for breaking hearts
Nigga call a cab I'm finna pack my shit and leave
Shouldn't have let you fuck now thats some shit I can't believe
Wasting my time fucking all off beat
Pussy nigga next time when you see me don't speak
(feat. Jazze Pha)
[Jazze Pha]
Triiiiiinahhhhh!
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!
Uh, this is a Jazze Phizzle, produc-shizzle
Oh boy!
[Chorus One: Jazze Pha]
Okay (it's your birthday) alright (it's your birthday)
(Girl you're on fire wanna hit on the first day)
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Okay (it's your birthday) alright now (it's your birthday)
(Girl you're on fire wanna hit in the worst way)
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
[Chorus Two: Jazze Pha]
{Ring, ding, dong - ding-a-ding-ding-ding-dong}
Ohh! You can ride if you want to
Get it girl, you can ride if you want to, yeah
{Ring, ding, dong - ding-a-ding-ding-ding-dong}
Ohh! You can ride if you want to
Get it girl, you can ride if you want to, yeah
[Trina]
Now can I ride you like a soldier, and do you like your woman's 'sposed ya?
Cause it's my party tonight, I'm tryin to cum befo' it's ovah (shit)
I'm on fire, feel it burnin in my bones
Right in 20 {?} deep and Cali playin my song
It's my birthday, it's my birthday
Why did I come in this club with no panties on in the first place?
But in the worst case scenario
I'm in the middle of the danceflo', holla if you hear me though
Party's on, nigga bring bread
Look what you drivin baby to, you got some mean head
Call me supreme red, but when I fade it call me X-rated
Hump in my back, lift my rump, and then I perculate it
[Chorus One]
[Trina]
Ay listen, game recognizes game in the club
Ladies point him out if you see a lame in the club
Gimme, 50 Crist's and a hundred Moe's
Forget a table bring it to me on the danceflo'
I'm in this motherfucker drinkin 'bout to lose my mind
Me and Oprah made a sandwich out of Ginuwine
Yo, everybody in they birthday suits
We gon' ball 'til we fall and you can ride if you want to
Ain't tryin to hear 'bout what you don't do
So put your pimp cups and shake this booty to the ground
Keep me moanin makin funny sounds
Dirty dancin in the club, it's my birthday, so what?
[Chorus One + Chorus Two]
[Chorus Two - vocals only w/o Jazze Pha's lines]
[Chorus One - 3/4ths]
If U w/ me girlfriend then wave your hands
Slap a nigga wit a hundred just to show your grand
Get them niggas for all U can
I'm gettin' paid just to fuck a man
[Verse 1]
Im a bad ass bitch nigga
that's why yo' doe gone
and all yo' weed in the ozone
Im doing this one for my hoe thugs
who on mo drugs
other niggas yellin' out so what, huh
Cause you could never be my only one
cause I want too much shit, want too much done
recognize who I be when you see me in the club
like a pooch in a coupe with the roof dropped down
where my real bitches at?
right here
where them niggas riches at?
right here
We treatin' niggas like rental cars doggin' em out
with no doe theres nothing we can talk about
Chorus (Repeat 2x)
[Verse 2]
I can tell by your eyes, love is what you feel
U wanna talk nigga, then lets discuss my bills
as you can see im an expensive bitch
who has good taste and love expensive shit
U wanna conversate well nigga I charge a fee
each additional minute, nigga I charge a fee
Where my money at, You short well nigga I gots to go
only ballers are tall enough to reach my goal
I know you love me but I love your huns
cause U could never be my only one
Don't trust me, broke nigga don't rush me
cause gettin' paid is a must be
and hell no you can't fuck me
Chorus (repeat 2x)
[Verse 3]
2 karats in the ear
4 karats in the ring
hoes get sick when they see the bling bling
stay fuckin' wit' a thug
that would pop the 4, cop some broad?
then cruize and just drop u off
want me to lock the door
im not whore
fuck nigga get your mind right or im out the door
gotta go, goota go
6 double o
im a big trouble hoe
who likes to smuggle doe
from my head to my toe
fly shit fo' sho'
want my wrist to glow
and my tips to flow
don't puff blunts
i like my B's up front
you can smoke though blow weed on my kunt
cause im a bad bitch
first round drifted
shaped like a coka- cola classic
get my ass licked
take a nigga for his cash quick
even take plastic, uh
Chorus
[Trina]
yeah I know yall niggas wish y'all can say fuck them hoes
but not on this one
im doing this one for my bitches
all bitches of all bitches
and fuck them flaw bitches
okay, play wit' it
Ms Trina
new Millennium
year 2000
slip -n- slide
hahaha
Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop at Malone for Louie Vinton
The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella
And can't none of these hoes out floss me
Gator boots by Sergio Rossi
Ms. Trina I got to splurge, figure 8 frame baby watch the curves
Walk in the club don't waste no time
Hit the bar up two cases of wine
Cute face thin waste line
Drop to the beat pop to the base line
To all my girls that's kickin it
You got Chris in yo glass and you sippin it
You bout money and you gettin it
We tight that's right. Uh
(Hey) This how we do!
(Hooo) Yall can't deny
(Hey) This how we do (whoa)
I'm the baddest far from the average (Hey)
Diamond Princess (whoa)
Ghetto F-a-b (hey)
This how we do (whoa)
I like my ladies off the glass like shotin off the back board
Sexiest mommies beautiful as black broads
Cutest rude girl, thick as Caucasian
Pretty as Cape Verdean, slick as Malatians
Ask them let them bitches say yes sir
Young and live among riches in West Jerve
Switch in the excurve
Strut through this bitch in the best furs
Bitch in a Lex Jerse
Twin gray crosses (bling) I'm the might cone
Brightly chrome vendaidoes
Cover your girl face
From the Bruce Lee Roy glow
On a mother a pearl face
All I do is say one word
Yall say it's foolish
I send splurge
I'm a lose 1/3
I never go broke my name got to o's
F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
Nice lips, nice thighs, nice hips
Pussy tighter then a pair of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home of the stop bitches
Christal, and caviar bitches, twist this game for all you fly bitches
I Spit nuttin but the hot shit, you got the four dot get the four dot six
Maybe than you can ride with a hot bitch
VS from the anklet to the wrist
I been in the game just two years
End a few careers there it is
But now I'm back on top again
(Bathgate)
Bathgate, Trina
Come on, yo, yo
(Bathgate)
Do you see yourself with a rider like me
Coppin you nice things
Prada and ice blings
Do you want me
Or a rider that's gon' hold you down, ma
Bustin 'em down, ma
If you want me
(Trina)
I'll be the first to admit, I'm spoiled rotten
You need twenty G's just to take me shoe shoppin'
I only fuck with real niggas and heavy hitters
That'll fly me to Nassau just for conch fritters
If you want me, you gotta show me
Fly me to the Staples Center to see Jordan play Kobe
G.G. Hunter, Tiffany necklace
Fly me to Paris, just for breakfast
Cavolet Lexus to diamond kisses
His and her Fredrick's on our wristses
If you want me, you gotta treat me special
Every watch that you cop for me, freeze the Bezzle
Every whip that you cop for me, make it a drop
You need a wife in your life and I'm takin the spot
So if you want me, just let me know
And we can keep it on the low for sho', uh
(Bathgate)
Do you see yourself with a rider like me
Coppin you nice things
Prada and ice blings
Do you want me
Or a rider that's gon' hold you down, ma
Bustin 'em down, ma
If you want me
(Trina)
Look, I'll have you in all types of whips's
Fives and sixes
If you want me
I'll be that bitch
That'll hold the steel for you
Gild and kill for you
Do you want me?
(Bathgate)
Yo, lil mama I got you anything
You can call on Bath
You and your man fight
I'm there with the four-four mag
I'll be your crutch when you need it
For slips or falls
And I got paper to take you on trips to malls
Get you Prada till you fall
Till you tired of rockin it
Tiffani ain't cold till you tired of coppin it
Cold compressor, ma, I know you tired of droppin it
Here's the keys to the truck, cause they tired of watchin it
I know this world got all types of fools
Every whip with a stash box, for the fortunate have-nots
I know you said you can get me the six
With the deep dish buckets, but you know me, fuck it
I'd rather have you in my arms to hold on
Slanted out Benz, just getting our roll on
Look, me and you from Harlem to the South, so
Let's Slip 'N Slide, ma and take it to the house, come on
(hook)
(Bathgate)
Do you see yourself with a rider like me
Coppin you nice things
Prada and ice blings
Do you want me
Or a rider that's gon' hold you down, ma
Bustin 'em down, ma
If you want me
(Trina)
Look, I'll have you in all types of whips's
Fives and sixes
If you want me
I'll be that bitch
That'll hold the steel for you
Gild and kill for you
Do you want me?
(Trina)
If you want me, you gotta wine and dine me
And cop me the biggest diamond you can find me
Some Liberace shit that'll blind me, real shiny
Ten karats or better, nigga you tying me up
Cop me the ice blue Chacarda
Park the Bentley or larger in my front yard and
Shoppin sprees, coppin Frankie B's
Baby please, I stays wit major cheese
Give me the extra set of Mercedes keys
Plus the Asti Martin for 80 G's
If you want me
It take a lot of cream, a lot of bling
Boy, I'm 'bout a lot of things, uh
(Hook 2x)
(Bathgate)
Do you see yourself with a rider like me
Coppin you nice things
Prada and ice blings
Do you want me
Or a rider that's gon' hold you down, ma
Bustin 'em down, ma
If you want me
(Trina)
Look, I'll have you in all types of whips's
Fives and sixes
If you want me
I'll be that bitch
That'll hold the steel for you
Gild and kill for you
Do you want me?
Mamma!!
Man, keep dat kid quiet, damn!
Nerise, sit yo ass down!
What you want bwoy?
I want Mamma!
(laughing)
Oh, sh** man, its daddy.
Girl open this god damn door!
Why your ass gotta latch on this door? Open this god damn door!
Yo daddy whatup, huh?!
Open this god damn door!!!
Wha wha, someone in your house my nigga?!
Yeah my nigga, someone in my god damn house!
Damn!
Jus' go out there
Wha, wha?! bitch i aint goin out there man!
he crazy he aint gonna do nuthin jus go out there
Hey what you doin' in my house my nigga?
i.. I know y'all mad...
What you doin' in my god damn house, thats what I don't know!
I know you mad..
What, you come to see the lovely pictures on the wall ey yo my nigga?
No, I...
Daddy dont shoot him.. please daddy dont do nuthin..
shut up!bitch please!!!!
damn!
some nigga's never learn!
Hi, this is Trina and you've dialed the right number
But deffinty at the wrong time
So if you want me you must convince me
(Well I'll be damed, listen to that little bitch)
At the beep leave a message
Maybe I'll call you, maybe I won't choa
Convince you
Bitch before you got with those slip 'n' slide niggas you was all over me
Now you, con, maybe you
Uh-uh-uh-uhhh, uh-uh-uh-uhhh
Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout, sex is what I'm talkin 'bout
Ahhh..
I'm not gon-na hold on no
I ain't talkin 'bout a 70/30 (no way, no way)
Or a 60/40 (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Talkin 'bout a (50/50 when the room is empty)
(And the clothes come off, I'm doin you and you doin me)
First thangs first, Miss Trina, ducks all the lames in the game
I'm quick to put a nigga to shame
Fo' sayin my name, cause umm that'll get you nowhere
but West Bubblefuck, with a kick in yo' nuts
So if you wanna hit the guts, then you gotta play yo' cards right
Go against the odds, cut me like I'm hard white
I train bitches like Tyko
To get the dick then the money out these niggaz goin psycho
That's if you like a man, he kinda tight though (shit)
I don't give a damn, I'm tryin to get you right though (what)
Got vibes retired like David Rob
Heartthrob forever, cute and thicker than ever
Sheeeit, you know you need a chick like me
Own cars, own house, own shit like me
Uhh, see me and only me
I'm the real Queen of this shit, truly yours, "Baddest Bitch"
I'm not gon-na hold on no
Uhh, you know I'm still in my prime
So, give me some lovin I could feel in my spine
And do it to me like you said you would
Talk dirty but don't hurt me, do my body good
Show me love and give me hugs, let me cop a squeeze
Burn a few trees and let you get on top of me;
strength on that D - freaky deaky in the bedroom
I'm a lady by day by night I need my legroom
Wanna let my hurr down - get a glass of Chardonnay
I don't mean to drink it fast but homey pardon me
Calm your nerves I got you shakin hyperventilatin
Lack of preperation and waitin for the penetration
Concentratin with every moment when we have relations
Sensations give me temptations, so gimme more ain't no limitation
We lovemakin in the late night
Ain't goin home 'til the daylight - so fuck me right nigga
[Chorus]
Are you waiting
Waiting for something that's wrong (oooh)
Are you waiting
(Waiting) you know sometimes a girl must move alongggg.
(yeah)
Are you waiting
(waiting)
Waiting for something that's wrong (hey).
[verse #1 - Trina]
uh- as i vibe with the music i just think bout the times.
I came in after a date and at times,
climbed in the same bed which my man was lying.
He questioned me am i defying i was lieing.
He was a real good man he worked and all.
I wanted a hustler so i could hurt the mall.
I could've made love but i wanted to be fucked, he had alot to offer it just wasn't enough.
I like the candy coded Lax, the niggas smoking sacks,
the football games fortune and fame, and more
importantly i wanted me a name.
The jewels the crusiers too sell.
No more projects the foolish can dwell, the offiest weed
from pre-me's on pork & beans and weenie, i'm still ghetto, a porche
a gleam when you see me, on t.v. but i'm all woman (uhh) (oooh).
[chorus]
Are you waiting (waiting) waiting for something that's wrong.
It's wrong ,it's wrong (yeah).
Are you waiting (waiting) you know sometimes a girl must move alongggg (oooh).
[verse # 2 - Trina]
uh- y'all know i'm from miami right
but do y'all really know what miami like
miami life the fast pace, the consant cash chase, the clothes, cars OOH GOD!!
Niggas sell coke to get rich,
bitches sell pussy to get rich.
Get down or don't get shit.
No options, no college, no loans no cash no knowledge.
I'm sexxy ass hell you know i'm gon' profit.
And trust me!! my skills are well polished, i chat niggas down,
pat niggas down, and set 'em up right if he that big of a clown.
I had to, well i didn't have too, but what about me
shidd i had to have too.
I wanted a rolley a millionaire to hold me, locker access for
Kobe you know me!! (oooh)
[chorus]
Are you waiting (waiting) waiting for something that's wrong.
It's wrong, it's wrong (yeah).
Are you waiting (waiting) you know sometimes a girl must move alongggg.
(heyyy)
[verse # 3 - Trina]
uh- I'm the same woman mercedes or the civic.
Fuck the credits i just give it how i get.
I'm the spokesperson, for every sister who soul seacrhing,
still scrolling these clubs with no purpose.
Stay in the malls and want purchase.
Straight boosting, bad checks or they lease in
they mouth, robbers put a peice in there mouth.
For what yo man keep in there house, they pull
gats for stacks as tall as shaq', you chickens don't know me well.
I'm not i'mpressed with yo finddie purses and pony tails.
Always surfaced with yo phony tails.
When you need to be in school all day on a chase.
Or going to work supporting you and yo place.
Or with an athelete with a cool one in the safe.
Why suck dick to keep food on a plate
i steak and bake potatos, take the pay lo's.
(ooooh) uh-uh
[chorus]
Are you waiting (waiting) waiting for something that's wrong,
it's wrong, it's wrong (yeah)
Are you waiting (waiting) you know sometimes a girl must move alonggg
(heya-heya-heyaaa)
Are you waiting (waiting) waiting for sometthing that's wrong.
It's wrong, it's wrong
(yeah).
Are you waiting (waiting) waiting for something that's wrong.
Ooh it's wrong, it's
[echoing-wrong]
Trick Daddy-
What time ya'll?? Ball off tha chain
CHORUS- 2x
You off tha chain wit it,
you do your thang wit it
tha way you talk, tha way you walkin
girl you slang wit it
You on tha road lil' momma
Outta control lil' momma
never know dis b'4, but damn you swole lil momma
VERSE 1: Trina
Like I said before, you don't nann hoe
who off tha chain like me, you understand hoe?
I got tha niggas at me, I got tha bitches at me
At the shows dyke hoes blowin kisses at me
Slow your roll hoe, Lil' Momma strictly dick
I'm the bitch that got you lame hoes poppin shit
I'm off tha glass, got these niggas trickin 20 G's
Lil' Momma gettin' plenty g's and I got 'em hollerin
CHORUS 2x
VERSE 2: Trina
Ain't no secret baby
you know lil' momma shinin'
BB studded, diamond's got these big ballers whinin'
You know lil' momma play
Nigga let them g's loose
Or rob that bank playboy
peel them g's loose
you know lil' momma baddest bitch on tha south coast
i got these buck niggas trickin' of their house note
cuz i'm off tha glass wit it
I'm gettin' cash with it
Pretty face, slim waist, phat ass wit it
CHORUS- 2x
VERSE 3: Trick Daddy
You off tha chain wit it, ha, off tha chain wit it,
off tha chain wit it
See i can tell by your smile,
Girl you got your freak game on,
got on these strap up heels, and your P thangs on
You got your hair all done
somebody ta watch your son
you off tha chain wit it
you slang your than you makin change wit it
for a lil cash
for a lil ass
for a lil' this
for a lil that
letme make this
letme take this
letme get that
I'm down wit it
I'll be up supportin' your cause
flirtin' all week long
i'll be rememberin' your walls
CHORUS-1x
Trina-
Yeah I'm off tha chain wit it
I do my thang with it
Last year ya'll remember how i came wit it
uh, now i'm makin' hits again
Trinna&Trick; again
Got you hatin' hoes sick again
And them niggas hollerin'
CHORUS- til end
[Trina]
See I don't need Nann Nigga
Jockin' me, slowing me down
Or stoppin' me
Climbing all on top of me
If he ain't gonna fuck me properly
It's got to be, possibly
A dick that ain't too soft for me
Nigga get your ass up off of me
Besides your dick to small for me
I gots to be fucked right, sucked right
In the butt right like a slut like
In the bright lights, every day all night
Now talk to me, why you fuck me violently?
Calling me names that apply to me
Cumming all inside of me
Don't lie to me, now tell the truth
Is this pussy good to you?
Grip for you, good and tight
But full of juice
Why wouldn't you?
Why shouldn't you?
Scream while I am riding you
Over you making this pussy stroke for you
Like your bitch supposed to do
Close to you and I'm feeling most of you
Deep for me, we can meet
Fuck me till I fall asleep
Not unless there three nuts for me
Or get your ass up off of me
Ol' tired ass nigga besides
You ain't even all that any way
FUCK YOU!
[1 - Trick Daddy]
Bitch I don't need you
No way, no how, not then, not now
Uh-uh, bitch
[Repeat 1 (3x)]
[Trick Daddy]
Oh you done blowed
Bitched you done showed out
And I got no beef
If this was my house bitch
You would've been thrown out
And y'all bitches better hold up
Simmer down and get the fours up
Mouth all tored up
All this is swolled up
Y'all bitches better show some love
Or your licking these nuts saying that freaky stuff
And you ain't gotta have the best head
But bitch it better be close enough
See I don't need ya, I don't see ya
And I really won't wanna be ya
If head is nappy and you boppin' me
Young bitch then that's illegal
You always braggin' and beggin'
Talkin' 'bout what the last nigga gave ya
See everybody ain't able
But y'all bitches so ungrateful
You need to ask questions about dushy
Cause I hate the smell of stank pussy
And you're under arms a little musky
I was gonna spare ya but you had to push me
[Repeat 1 (4x)]
Yup Yup
Slip-n-Slide Remix
The Big Boss
Mayback music
Who's that making that funky noise?
It's Weezy baby and Trine B
And it's the remix baby
I know what I did
And how I act
And if I see you with a man I'm a get my gat
{woop woop}
I'm just playin'
It won't be that
I got enough legal wounds
And I don't need that
And I gave you a ring that I don't need back
Because I know one day you gon be back
Not today
But one day
And my friends say I need my Beyonce
Back, like my name was Sean
I mean you stand tall
But me I lean
What's wrong?
Everything
Wayne what's right?
Wayne and Trine B
Like a string bean
Girl I'm healthy
Girl I'm lyin
Girl just help me
Help my fly
But what flight are you on?
You might not be talking ‘bout me in this song
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again
Hold up wait a got damn minute
It aint benz then the boss ain't in it
Yeah it's dark tinted
I had to red rim in
She got the same ones
Just add the red ribbon
Sexy, like she wanna breath again, leave again
I ain't ever need a friend
Yeah I'm in the thangs
Throw away money
And I'm in the range with Floyd May money
Lord Pray for me
I'm single again
Now look who I'm mingling with
Left my baby momma
Cuz she didn't get shit
You might see her ridin' in the street
Single again
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again
You damn right I cheated
I couldn't get it from you when I need it
Cuz dealin' with you it ain't easy
Think I'm a let you talk to me greasy
I ain't one of them little lames sweetie
So you single again?
Well we even
I know you miss how I beat it
You'll be back cuz he don't eat it
Got six
Run you lips 'bout that
Say Trina still the baddest
April 1st I'm back
No April Fools Joke
Finna make the world lean, hah
Hold up she back on the scene
Weez and Trine B
Plies and Rick Ross
Like Hilary Clinton
I'm the boss
Dude came back
Cuz he know where it's at
Super bubblegum brain
Tell me how you like that
I'm hotter than fish grease
Hotter than a heater
Every magazine cover you gon see Trina
Black Men magazine
King, I'm Smooth
Sister to Sister
Crip, What it do?
Thought the grass was green on the other side
Millionaires over here
We say fuck the other side
While you was out shonin
I dont know why
I stayed so alone
You couldn't say bye
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again
Diamond Princess
Yeah
I'm still the baddest
ha ha ha
I'm single again
I'm single again
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
Lil momma you off glass
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I know you like the way I shake that, drop that
Cock back, make the pussy pop back
Fuck a nigga in a Benz with the top back
If you lyin on your dick, nigga stop that
You wanna fuck me for free, nigga freeze that
Show me where them D's at, lil momma needs that
I need a nigga who gonna lick on the clit
Who gonna pay all my bills
Who gonna trick on the rent
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?
Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
Lil momma got in goin on like the candy and chrome
Off glass in cut with no panties on
I don't know lil momma, it's just somethin about ya
That make a nigga wanna fuck the dog shit out ya
Do your thing lil momma go in twerk it bitch
When Deuce Poppito see what you workin with
In that see-thru shit with your nipples hard
That shit gotta nigga dick triple hard
Yeah I know playboy
It's just somethin about me
It take a real nigga to bring the freak up out me
Turn out the lights and slip up out me
Ain't nann size dick you could keep out me
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?
Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
I know you like the way I bounce that, strip that, flip back
Make the pussy drip back
Niggas cryin like they broke, I ain't with that
You better break a bitch off like a kit-kat
I know you like the way lil momma mack work, your stack worth it
I'mma fuck you till your back hurt
I'm gettin grands hoe, you don't know nann hoe
That'll stay fitted down to the sandals
I know you like the way I throw that, slang that
In MI, that's where I got my game at
I'm Da Baddest Bitch, can't nothin' change that?
Every nigga that I fucked, they done came back
Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?
Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?
Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure
Cause off glass is my motto, my motto
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag, baby you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist, you off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,
Lil' mama You off glass
Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass
And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire, you off glass
(Yeah)
Ladies, (Yeah)
Have you eva had a thang for somebody
And it was just so deep
And you wanted to tell him so bad
But you just couldn't find the words?
Listen...
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you
(For you)
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know
I gotta thang for you and it hurts me
Cause Im holdin back im so thirsty
When I open wide, you betta work inside
But promise that you wont hurt me wit
(Here we go, here we go again)
Cause I aint got time for lies
This time aint lookin (for a friend)
I need a man thats gon wine & dine me
Everytime you look you find me
Bellhoppin he buyin me
And plus he all mine see
He Brad Pitt, im Jolie
When we together we always sing
(K-I-S-S-I-N-G)
I gotta thang for you so how you feel bout me?
Ahh...
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know
Damn you got me wide open
And I know you sayin that im jokin
Cause tha boys in tha past, they just couldn't last
But for some reason I think u been chosen
(Heaven sent, don't wanna walk away)
Just hold me tightly up in you arms
And tell me (everyday)
That you aint neva gon leave me heartbroke
Promise to give a good long stroke
Boy this forreal and this aint no joke
Thought I was dreamin but I kno im woke
What you done did that got me so gone
Feels so right that this cant be wrong
Hangin up and right back callin yo phone
Cause I go crazy when I hear ya voice tone...
Ahh...
And you know...
I cant wait to see your face again
(Again boy)
And you know...
Im hopin we can work this thing out
Everytime that Im alone
Im thinkin bout us and where we could be
Thats how I kno I gotta a thang
For you baby, yeah you know
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya (Wanna get to kno you)
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin (boy listen to what Im sayin)
I gotta thang for you (Hey)
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow (yeah)
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know
(The way you love me)
The way you love me, the way you love me
The way you touch me, the way you touch me
The way you love me, the way you love me
Yeah, that's that real shit, feel me (feel me)
Lay back Maybach, ugh
Up in this pussy feel better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Six figures from the nigga cause he got to be
Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be
I'm a big girl not a little girl
I had a real man
Moving real girl
We was real close
He had real money
All he ever asked "never steal from me"
That was real shit
I'm a real bitch
He told me stay real and I'm a make you real rich
Back to reality
Is this real?
Big house on the hill far from Lincoln Field. (ohh)
I'm so hood, yet I wouldn't stay
Couldn't name a price that the nigga wouldn't pay
Snap my fingers he'll be over here today
If I asks, he'll rub my feet for days
Cause up in this pussy feel better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Six figures from the nigga cause he got to be
Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted
You the bitch in the flyest fashions
Pull up to the crib, park on the grass
The boy so trill, spark up the grass
She's so real with all kind a ass
And 6 inch heels with LV bags
The g's in the G's
So G's on the g's
She's so high class
I need nor steeze
Cover girl centerfold (fold) got me spendin doe (doe)
I ain't trippin tho
Cause ya boy dealin dope (dope)
Before I heard, I didn't kiss to much (naw)
But right now
I need a bitch to crush (come here)
Crib so plush (plush)
Bitch don't blush (blush)
20 stacks outta town
Just yo luck (boss)
Cause up in that pussy feel better than the lottery
Don't lie to me yeah you a hot commodity
Six figures I give ya just to ride with me (ride)
Why fly coach? Babygirl ride with me
Cause up in this pussy feel better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Six figures from a nigga cause he got to be
Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted
You the bitch in the flyest fashions
Smell the fragrances, it's unforgettable
Had a hoes haten daten back to middle school
Apple Bottom jeans, boots with tha fur
Might cause a blur so is it really her? (is it her)
Leave ya man like mmmmm....
I'm done when I cum
Cause up in this pussy feels better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Dada county, up to Tallahassee
Atlanta these nigga be getting at me
Philly, D.C., NY to Chi Town
Quick stop in New Orleans and damn near drowned (ugh)
But a bitch so fly
I don't need no front
I live in tha sky
Deal with big money
Can you deal with a dime?
I'm lookin in ya eyes, betta not tell a lie
Cause up in this pussy feel better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Six figures from a nigga cause he got to be
Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted
G's up
Im back
Trina trina
That's Right
I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake It
Titties sit right ass sits better
Im mean in a thong behind its wooden leather
You can catch me at South Beach in a drop top Careta
Im in the middle of somebodys dance floor like whatever
Drop!
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you baby
Whats good for me baby
Open a bottle of Henny for ya me in a mini for ya show you some luv
that's if I got any for ya
I can it make from the dollars to the pennies for ya back tha tha back it up then I bend it for ya
But I dont come cheap so
you got to break Trina off if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good couple pumps skeet skeet
but first I need that new Bentley it should be a crime being this fine and I get what I want when I let him see it from behind.
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Hair stay fixed nails stay fixed keep niggas hotter than project bricks
Paparazzi want to know if Im gay when Im the reason why Shaq came to M-I-A Drop like its slow your old man would have fainted on me maybe because the jeans look like it was painted on me and my shoe game oh so vicious im what your taste buds need cause im so delicious
Diamond princess how you forget this slip and Slide records and the hood be my witness
im the baddest ting walking the block and you the saddest thing stalking the cop
Im Miss 305 butter pecan thighs pretty brown eyes in the 745 if you can keep up with me Im the diamond mommy drinking from a gold bottle grown women say im they role model
Swallow That!
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Now wear my real bitches at that be taking it off and keep them playas straight breakin them off thats how you do that there and Trina wont lie to ya and sugar coat it and its fly to ya its like smokin on tha crip lightin up a dip poppin one and puttin some of me up on your lips on your lips and aint no better high than me baby call me sunshine cause you can touch the sky with baby
purses and shoes by Louie, Gucci all from the pretty face and ghetto booty what you want baby for me and to you do a porn and tell you to beat till the morn baby im extra sexual and intellectual could to us both just so professional and I could wobble on it and take my phone calls like you cant bother me on it
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you baby
[Trina]
Ms. Trina make the ballas wanna starr
Hoza-Notie boots lined with the fur
Walk with a switch pull it over make it twerk
Im'a flirt till it hur in a throwback skirt
I'm dat bad bitch, foxy and Don Blaze
Rocks on my wrist like pink lemonade
I'll take ya watches and ya rings
Tell them other girls, lil' mama rockin' strings and Chanel pearls
I'm back fo my crown, fake bitches bow down
Dis the remix what you wanna do now?
I know you like the way we do this ova herrr
Get loose in the club like we just don't carrr (carr)
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