Darren Filmography

• Lost Innocence 2 2007, role: actor, Play in Full Screen
• Touched 2007, role: actor, character name: EMT Play in Full Screen

Darren Filmography

• Scenes from the Class Struggle in Beverly Hills 1989, role: actor, character name: Bojangles Play in Full Screen

Darren Filmography

• Rome Wasn't Built in a Day 2011, role: actor, character name: Builder Play in Full Screen

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  Future Consciousnessshow lyrics

  Future Consciousness

  Future Consciousness
  -------------------------------------------------------
  Chaos within laughter of universe
  Why is it a sin
  To have the will to break out?
  Haunted by their Master
  Their holy god, their king of kings
  He says outbreaks are evil
  To be chained into this lake of fire
  No sanity exists
  Open eyes and truths forbidden
  All humans should obey
  Heavens gates will never fetter up their souls
  Breaking through the circle
  The circle of god
  Discover your own will
  And break out
  Rise to get high
  Weakness to deny
  Why submit
  Be weak and crawl?
  Chaotic skies
  Too unordered to fall
  Lord of beyond

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  Mon amour, mon amishow lyrics

  Mon amour, mon ami

  [originally by Marie Laforêt]
  Toi mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je rêve c'est de toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je chante c'est pour toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Je ne peux vivre sans toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Et je ne sais pas pourquoi
  Je n'ai pas connu d'autres garçons que toi
  Si j'en ai connu, je ne m'en souviens pas
  A quoi bon chercher, faire des comparaisons
  J'ai un c ur qui sait
  Quand il a raison
  Et puisqu'il a pris ton nom
  Toi mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je rêve c'est de toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je chante c'est pour toi
  Mon amour, mon ami,
  Je ne peux vivre sans toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Et je sais très bien pourquoi
  On ne sait
  Jamais jusqu'où ira l'amour
  Et moi qui croyais
  Pouvoir t'aimer
  Toujours
  Oui je t'ai quitté
  Et j'ai beau résister
  Je chante parfois à d'autres que toi
  Un peu moins bien chaque fois
  Toi mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je rêve c'est de toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Quand je chante c'est pour toi
  Mon amour, mon ami
  Je ne peux vivre sans toi
  Mon amour, mon ami

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  Dinshow lyrics

  Din

  Bleeding moon
  Falling stars
  Samael
  Angel of Mem
  Let's bring the
  Accused ones
  To the court of Din
  Unleash the
  Powers of Golachab
  And use the scythe
  Surtr Saturn O Sorath
  Six and sixty and six hundred
  With the sword of Geburah
  And the scythe of Asmodeus
  They're breaking the vessel
  And creating Sitra Ahra
  With the sword of Geburah
  And the scythe of Asmodeus
  They're breaking the vessel
  And creating Sitra Ahra
  Ragnarök
  Day of doom
  Break the chain
  Of the Fenrir wolf
  The power
  Volcanic
  Erupts and lasts
  The karma
  Of freedom
  Will catch you up
  Behold Ha-Shed Ha-Gadol
  From north of the
  Tree of knowledge
  With the sword of Geburah
  And the scythe of Asmodeus
  They're breaking the vessel
  And creating Sitra Ahra
  With the sword of Geburah
  And the scythe of Asmodeus
  They're breaking the vessel

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  En Alabamashow lyrics

  En Alabama

  [originally by Léonie Lousseau]
  En Alabama, très loin là-bas
  Anna attend, tendre Anna
  Celui qui se bat, très loin là-bas
  Et ne sait pas s'il reviendra
  Sur sa machine, elle embobine le fil hydrophile
  Love and a thrill, up on the hill in the cotton field
  En Alabama, très loin là-bas
  Anna attend, tendre Anna
  Celui qui se bat, très loin là-bas
  Et ne sait pas pourqui pourquoi
  Sur sa machine, elle l'imagine, vers la mer de Chine
  Love and a thrill, up on the hill in the cotton field

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  Polichinelleshow lyrics

  Polichinelle

  [originally by France Gall]
  J'ai un joli polichinelle
  Que vient de m'offrir une amie
  Dans son bel habit de dentelle
  Il est assis, près de mon lit
  Mais un jour mon polichinelle
  En un grand garçon s'est changé
  Il m'a dit: "Vous êtes bien celle
  Que je vais aimer"
  C'était le prince charmant
  Dont je rêvais quand j'étais enfant
  Il m'a prise dans ses bras
  Et m'a dit tout bas:
  "Déguisé en polichinelle
  Je suis là pour vous emmener
  Et demain une vie nouvelle
  Pour tous les deux va commencer"
  Oui mais juste à ce moment-là
  Soudain j'ai entendu des pas
  C'était ma mère qui arrivait
  Et dans ma chambre, elle est entrée
  Le garçon en polichinelle
  Comme par miracle s'est changé
  Dans son bel habit de dentelle
  Assis sur mon lit
  Je ne sais pas si j'ai rêvé
  Ou bien si c'est la réalité
  Mais moi j'ai depuis ce jour
  Rencontré l'amour
  J'ai un joli polichinelle
  Que viens de m'offrir une amie
  Dans son bel habit de dentelle
  Il est toute ma vie
  Dou dou dou dou dou dou dou [x3]

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  J'al Le Mal De Toishow lyrics

  J'al Le Mal De Toi

  [originally by Colette Dereal]
  Le soleil meurt
  Là-bas, dans la vallée
  Passent les heures
  Au fil de mes pensées
  Et j'ai le mal de toi
  Et je n'ai plus envie de vivre un jour sans toi
  L'été s'enfuit
  Quelque part, un oiseau
  S'est endormi dans un monde nouveau
  Et j'ai le mal de toi
  Comme une enfant, toute seule, qui rêve
  J'ai le c ur qui voyage
  Là où ton amour m'attend déjà
  Et d'image en image
  Je revis mes souvenirs de toi
  Dans le silence
  Résonne encore ta voix
  Seule ton absence
  Remplit le vide sans toi
  Et j'ai le mal de toi
  Comme une enfant, toute seule, qui rêve
  J'ai le c ur qui voyage
  Là où ton amour m'attend déjà
  Et d'image en image
  Je revis mes souvenirs de toi
  J'ai le c ur qui voyage
  Là où ton amour m'attend déjà
  Et d'image en image
  Je revis mes souvenirs de toi
  J'ai le c ur qui voyage

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  Je N'al Besoin Que De Tendresseshow lyrics

  Je N'al Besoin Que De Tendresse

  Comme la main qui veut se tendre
  Le printemps qui va arriver
  Les mots qu'on ne peut pas comprendre
  La voix qui ne sait chanter
  Ah ah ah
  Je n'ai besoin que de tendresse
  Je n'ai besoin que d'amitié.
  Et je voudrais tant que tu restes
  Je n'ai besoin que d'aimer. (x2)
  Comme le silence et la nuit
  Comme la mer bleue en été
  Comme les étoiles et la vie
  Comme toi qui le sais.
  Ah ah ah
  Je n'ai besoin que de tendresse
  Je n'ai besoin que d'amitié.
  Et je voudrais tant que tu restes
  Je n'ai besoin que d'aimer. (x2)
  Comme l'espoir criant je t'aime
  Et la voix murmurant « adieu »
  Et les nuages et les poèmes
  Comme un amour heureux
  Ah ah ah
  Je n'ai besoin que de tendresse
  Je n'ai besoin que d'amitié.
  Et je voudrais tant que tu restes

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  La Maritzashow lyrics

  La Maritza

  La Maritza c'est ma rivière
  Comme la Seine est la tienne
  Mais il n'y a que mon père
  Maintenant qui s'en souvienne
  Quelquefois
  De mes dix premières années
  Il ne me reste plus rien
  Pas la plus pauvre poupée
  Plus rien qu'un petit refrain
  D'autrefois:
  La la la la...
  Tous les oiseaux de ma rivière
  Nous chantaient la liberté
  Moi je ne comprenais guère
  Mais mon père, lui, savait
  Quand l'horizon s'est fait trop noir
  Tous les oiseaux sont partis
  Sur les chemins de l'espoir
  Et nous on les a suivis,
  A Paris
  De mes dix premières années
  Il ne reste plus rien... rien
  Et pourtant les yeux fermés
  Moi j'entends mon père chanter
  Ce refrain:

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  Therionshow lyrics

  Therion

  Tree of disbelief
  With broken harmony in the resin
  Taste the tempting fruit
  And be an outcast from the paradise
  Pass the sea of darkness
  To another world
  Join me to the other side
  Night side of the paradise
  Sitra Ahra
  Kiss the Queen of Qelipot
  Listen to the serpents voice
  Sitra Ahra
  "Pass the gate across the line
  Take a step and enter Ayin"
  Sitra Ahra
  Pandemonium
  A secret residence in the exile
  Build another house
  God is left behind and now you see
  Eden you are losing
  You will once regain
  Join me to the other side
  Night side of the paradise
  Sitra Ahra
  Kiss the Queen of Qelipot
  Listen to the serpents voice
  Sitra Ahra
  "Pass the gate across the line
  Take a step and enter Ayin"
  Sitra Ahra
  You will break the seventh seal
  Sitra Ahra
  All the secrets are unveiled
  Sitra Ahra
  Walk across the mirror
  To another world
  Join me to the other side
  Night side of the paradise
  Sitra Ahra
  Kiss the Queen of Qelipot
  Listen to the serpents voice
  Sitra Ahra
  Kiss the Queen of Qelipot
  Listen to the serpents voice
  Sitra Ahra
  "Pass the gate across the line
  Take a step and enter Ayin"

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  Lilithshow lyrics

  Lilith

  [originally by Léonie Lousseau]
  Lilith défile au fil des nuits et je me devine
  Mais a l'endroit et a l'envers
  Lilith ma ville, mon film,
  Oublie de fermer les paupières sur ses yeux de verre clair,
  Sur ses yeux de verre
  Au clair de la lune transie
  Lilith sifflait une melodie
  Sur un petit fil sur un petit fil de folie
  Sur un petit fil sans vie
  Lilith sans vie, a vie s'ennuie des vents (et)
  De la pluie, aux vents de la pluie
  Lilith, Lilith, sourit et puis se perd
  Dans la niut claire d'un autre univers
  Lilith, Lilith est elle enfouie au fond
  D'une rivière pour le vie entirère, pour la vie entrière
  Au claire de la lune transie
  Elle sif ait une mélodie
  Sur un petit fil sur un petit fil de folie
  Sur un petit fil elle s'est enfuie
  Lilith, Lilith, sourit et puis se perd

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  The Kingshow lyrics

  The King

  He was a leader of a small gang
  Commiting crimes each day
  But time has changed where he was proud
  It's a far away
  He took living easy, his bad reputation
  Oh it was known all around
  But he didn't care no, he made dirty money
  Now he is down and out
  Thought he knew the tricks of life
  Prowling in the dark
  Now he's left by all his friends
  'cause he lived apart, of them
  He was a leader, malicious and violent
  His fame is covered with blood
  Now he's just a number, he lost all his power
  The king has lost his face
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  Caught and sentenced, he was guilty
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  It's too late- far too high
  Late far too high
  He was a leader of a small gang
  Commiting crimes each day
  But time has changed where he was proud
  It's a far away
  He took living easy, his bad reputation
  Oh it was known all around
  But he didn't care no, he made dirty money
  Now he is down and out
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  Caught and sentenced, he was guilty
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  It's too late- far too high
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  Caught and sentenced, he was guilty
  Down down down, though the king lost his crown
  It's too late- far too high

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  Wahala Manitoushow lyrics

  Wahala Manitou

  Vers les terres magiques vont tous les drakkars,
  Plus loin, que les flammes, vers les brouillards,
  Anne-Lise et sa natte d'or Dans le soleil couchant,
  Elle guette une pirogue venant d'Occident.
  Pour la lune nouvelle elle se mariera,
  Un guerrier Seminole l'attend là bas,
  Ecoutez la nouvelle, le père n'en saura rien,
  La fille d'Eric Le Rouge épouse un indien.
  Un mât sur la voile garde l'horizon
  Sur la route des étoiles, hissez compagnons.
  Les peaux-rouges se pressent près du bâton sanglant
  Des cris d'allégresse se mêlent au vent
  De grandes peaux deons morts seront son premier lit
  Sur la terre nouvelle qu'Anna a choisi.

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  Hold My Drinkshow lyrics

  Hold My Drink

  [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)

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  Ghetto (ft T-pain)show lyrics

  Ghetto (ft T-pain)

  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)

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  By Myselfshow lyrics

  By Myself

  [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

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  Killing You Hoesshow lyrics

  Killing You Hoes

  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

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  Off Glassshow lyrics

  Off Glass

  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

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  I'm Back (back 2 Business)show lyrics

  I'm Back (back 2 Business)

  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

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  Amazin Introshow lyrics

  Amazin Intro

  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,

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  50/50 Loveshow lyrics

  50/50 Love

  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

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  B R Rightshow lyrics

  B R Right

  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.

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  100%

  [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]

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  Da Baddest Bitchshow lyrics

  Da Baddest Bitch

  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)

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  Single Again (Remix)show lyrics

  Single Again (Remix)

  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

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  Loyaltyshow lyrics

  Loyalty

  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

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  Let Dem Hoes Fightshow lyrics

  Let Dem Hoes Fight

  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

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  I Got A Thang For Youshow lyrics

  I Got A Thang For You

  (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

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  Hot Commodityshow lyrics

  Hot Commodity

  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

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  How We Do?show lyrics

  How We Do?

  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

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  It's Your B-Day - Trinashow lyrics

  It's Your B-Day - Trina

  (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]

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  Do You Want Me? - (featuring Bathgate)show lyrics

  Do You Want Me? - (featuring Bathgate)

  (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?

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  Told Y'all - (featuring Rick Ross)show lyrics

  Told Y'all - (featuring Rick Ross)

  [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

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  Outro-Sommoreshow lyrics

  Outro-Sommore

  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

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  Look Back At Meshow lyrics

  Look Back At Me

  [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

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  No Panties - (featuring Tweet)show lyrics

  No Panties - (featuring Tweet)

  [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!

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  Sexy Gurlshow lyrics

  Sexy Gurl

  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!

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  Wish I Never Met Youshow lyrics

  Wish I Never Met You

  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.

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  Niggas Ain't Shitshow lyrics

  Niggas Ain't Shit

  (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

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  Ladies 1st - (featuring Eve)show lyrics

  Ladies 1st - (featuring Eve)

  (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]

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  Nasty Bitch - (featuring Money Mark)show lyrics

  Nasty Bitch - (featuring Money Mark)

  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

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  If U w/ Meshow lyrics

  If U w/ Me

  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

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  I Got A Bottleshow lyrics

  I Got A Bottle

  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

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  Get This Money

  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

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  Da Clubshow lyrics

  Da Club

  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

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  Answering Machine Skit

  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

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  Club

  [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

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  Off Tha Chain

  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

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  I Don't Need You

  [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)]

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  Here We Goshow lyrics

  Here We Go

  [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

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  So Fresh

  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.