Trina Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 2

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:49

Here We Go

[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

[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)

[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

[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)

[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

[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)

[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...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:50

Hot Commodity

[Talking: Trina]
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

[Trina]
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

[Rick Ross]
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 mm....
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
You the bitch in the flyest fashions...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:52

How We Do

[Trina]
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

[Fabolous & Trina]
(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)

[Fabolous]
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

[Trina]
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
With some red hot shit for you can cop again (Yeah)

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:53

Hustling

[Girl Talking:]
Hello to all my niggas and bitches
Welcome to Digglers Wild World of Girls
I'm sitting here with the Baddest Bitch (Thats Right)
So Trina tell us a little something about yourself

[Trina]
Hustla I'm the queen of this south shit
Tight with a cute face that's what I'm bout bitch
Sexy, specialize in fellatio
All about my pesos
Never was a fake hoe
Shot shore throw throw the cock like a flame thrower
In the mouth of a cock blower
Just a diva
Mack momma looking for them ends
Traded in the Lex for a G-5 Benz
Touring on the road getting stacks
20 grand karats for the show no tax
Bell-V is what I'm pourin on them hatas
Blinding with the lock no imitaders
Broke ass niggas getting on my nerves
Get sliced, diced, chopped, and served
Ask am I off the chain
I won't lie
But I don't want your man boo **** that guy Uh

[Girl Talking:]
Oh OK Allright
I see how y'all be getting down in the MIA
But Trina what I really wanna know is
how would you get with a nigga who live with a bitch

[Trina]
Wait... for his bitch to live
Ms. Trina gotta trick up her sleeve
Open up the door I walk straight in the house
Put your man down and put my cock in his mouth (Damn)
I need a heavyweight like Georgy Foreman
To work my ocean like the Long Shoreman
I'm real successful
I live off interests
So get it right bitch I'm the Diamond Princess
Banking and its all for the cause
(Hey Trina would you suck a nigga dick)
Bitch hell naw
And **** what a bitch tell yall
Stay the **** outta mine hoe and go get a job Ugh

[Girl Talking:]
Damn girl
You wild as ****
But what I really wanna know is
How you set a mother****er up...

[Trina]
See a nigga pumpin gas
Don't look
Get out your car slow drop your book
Sell em' with your name and your freak out game
And show a lil' shot of ass just to get in his brain
Tell em what he wanna hear
Calm and slow
"You want this ass"
Come on let's go
Call my dawgs at the hotel
Let em' know I'm coming
Bring em' upstairs and leave the car running
Get em' in the room don't be scared
Go in broke come out with bread
That's what a nigga get
Playing with that cheese
Fall for a freak and
Watch ya get skeeze
Out the door
Real quick
Then out come my dawgs with the K's and shit
Thinking with your dick man that ain't nothing
(Trina one more thing)
Naw no more questions

[Girl Talking:]
See now that's what I'm talking 'bout
We need more real mother****ing bitches representing real shit
You heard it live from the baddest bitch
Reporting live this is Ki Ki
From Digglers Wild World of Girls
C-Ya...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:55

I Don't Need U

[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 **** 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 ****ed 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 **** 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
**** 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
**** you!

[Trick Daddy]
Bitch I don't need you
No way, no how, not then, not now
Uh-uh, bitch

[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...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:56

I Got A Bottle

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
Wen we go out to eat I got yo man payin...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 02:58

I Got A Problem

[Trina]
Welcome to wonderful sexy wet world of trina

I got a problem (I love to ****)

[Trina]
Head fire pussy good and plus I stay wet
Just **** me earlier in the morning baby that's the best
Just keep it hard for me nigga and let me do the rest
I wanna feel it in my stomach push it my chest
And pin my legs back and make my toes touch my neck
Want you stand up in this pussy and don't you nut yet
I'm a let you work me out gon **** me make me sweat
Don't take it out just lay in it if you need rest

I got a problem (I love to ****)

[Plies]
I wanna lock her up in the crib and **** her all day
And **** ya on the couch and eat ya in the hallway
And walk around naked and put the cell phones away
Whenever you want this dick just look at me and say bae
Whenever that pussy get soaked we can call it today
I wanna catch ya on that look and put it on ya ass
And pin yo lil ass up and **** ya like a mass
I wanna finger you first make ya wanna **** me bad
Soon as I feel that pussy get wet step on the gas
And I'm a **** ya from the back but I'm a do it last
I want you to ride me first while I squeeze on ya ass
Whenever you feel that nut comin want you to **** me fast

I got a problem (I love to ****)

[Trina]
Don't just **** me in the bed do me in the shower
And don't you tease me with that dick want you to **** me for hours
And when you put me on my side it make me holler louder
And you don't want me to soak up the bed you better **** me on a towel
Cause I got so much of this good juice built up inside
And we can do whatever you want I just wanna feel you baby
Just thinkin you bout you inside it it got me goin crazy
And whenever you get out this pussy bet you'll call me a lady
And let me lay on my stomach get in yo favorite positon
I might just kiss ya in mouth before you start lickin
I got my legs spread ass up waitin on the dick and
And can't nobody out **** me I need some competition

All over the house we gon tear it up (hey)
In the kitchen on the countertop knockin over stuff
The livin room the den or even on the stairs (ohh)
In the morning when we dress we can't find our underwear
You got that ooo wee wet as a raindrop the feelin that you give
If my toes pop up
So don't get mad at me girl if I come quick you got to understand you got good shit

I got a problem I love to ****...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:00

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...

[Keyshia Cole]
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

[Trina]
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...

[Keyshia Cole]
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

[Trina]
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...

[Keyshia Cole]
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

[Keyshia Cole]
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
The way you touch me, the way you touch me...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:01

I Gotta

[Trina]
I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a, gay friend you can call her nigga

[Rick Ross]
I got a, dick game with a mean hustle
I got an, Escalade no you can't touch it
I got a, couple blocks up in Georgia nigga
I got a, lil' brother cookin quarters nigga

[Trina]
I got a, couple girls who gon' come ****
I gotta, see the money time to come up
I gotta, keep it real with my hustler hoes
I got a, pump or two, who gon' boost them clothes

[Rick Ross + (Trina)]
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours
(I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours)
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours
(I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours)

[Rick Ross]
I gots, no love for a punk bitch
I gotta, cuss her out to make her suck dick
I got a, dildo in this bag baby
I got a, lil' somethin for that ass baby

[Trina]
I know you, pay hoes cause I heard you did
I got a, headhunter that'll serve you quick
I got a, team of hoes you ain't seen befo
With green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo' sho

[Rick Ross]
I gotta, **** 'em all just cause I can
I got her, much hotter than ****in her own man
The Ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for head
But my Pradas, were slipped on, I got knee and fled

[Trina]
I got a, couple cars, while most hoes starve
You gotta give it to the nigga who wrote those bars
I got a, check in the mail that you couldn't believe
Now I got a Roley for 80 G's under my sleeve

[Rick Ross]
I gotta, let you hoes know who I be
So instead of sayin Rick Ross I just pull out B's
I got a, trap in the hood called no ID
All my weed guaranteed, maybe fo' five seeds

[Trina]
I gotta, put it down in a major way
I gotta, put y'all down with this game I play
I gotta, get my pussy ate like everyday
Bring the present with the cake in ya Escalade

[Rick Ross]
I got an, AK for a bitch nigga
I gotta, let you know they only get bigger
I got a, hit man for your problems nigga
I got a, couple stacks that'll solve him nigga

[Trina]
I gotta... show my nigga love
Cause he my nigga what, now hold yo' triggers up
Ain't nuttin in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a ****

[Rick Ross]
I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Johnny Coch' cartel on the block
I got a, fifty cal' and I'm waitin in the crowd
Ready to get it down when y'all all 50'd out...

Trina

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:03

I Need

[Money Mark]
Gotta, Uh, got feel that shit,
Uh, you gotta feel that shit

[Money Mark]
Let me tell you what kinda hoes I like

[Trina]
Let me tell you what kinda niggas i like

[Money Mark]
I'ma tell you what kinda hoes I like

[Trina]
Let me tell you what kinda niggas I like...

[Trina & Money Mark]

I wanna nigga who'll lick the click,
Gone let me ride the dick, and blow in side my shit,uhh

I want a bitch who like ta' suck da dick,
Who wanna **** and shit, get in the buck and shit, what

[Trina]

Nigga, I'ma first class hoe, money in the stash hoe
fast hoe, love it when you like tha ass hole
And if you wanna pass go
I need 20 grand or better
Real go getter out for the flo' getter
Uh, quick cum niggas on the coach
Stick ya tongue in it, keepin' ya sprung in it
Stops and bounds might let ya cum in it
Girlfriends do, I do too!, O ones in it
When it, gets wet I won't tease ya dog
Spreading da couchie wide come and please me dog
Easy dog, what, I don't need jake's like you
Bitch I got 8 like you,
Who'll like it, get it wet and then stick it
I'm da type of hoe you wanna trick wit, slick bitch
I'ma veteran, no pussy gets wetter than
Than Rio, **** you fo' da dope for sho
[Money Mark first]

[Money Mark]

I ain't never meet a hoe in my life as bad as you
I wanna stick dick all up in you, I wanna **** wit you
(ohhh!) You got a nigga ready ta' ****
You gotta nigga ready to bust a nutt, say what?
Is you bout it hoe, (hell yeah)
Well you can tell me all about it, let me know
Cause I'm a rough nigga, Money Mark the tough nigga
**** butt naked no mother****in' bluff nigga
****, got the urge to run away wit' ya boo
I won't play wit you boo,
I'll get head in the bed all day from ya boo
I don't need hoes like you
Bitch I got five like you,
Who'll **** it, pull it out and then suck it
Let my dog touch it, get it wet, bust it
Money Mark, and yeah my last name Digaler
Stank couchie hoes I can't get wit cha no sir

[?]
If you really wanna ****, and you wanna get a nutt
Tell that girl to give it up my nigga, my nigga
Now all the ladies in the place, puttin' pussy in my face
Come on and let me get a taste now baby, now baby

[Co]
Now let me hear ya say, "I ****" (I ****)
And say I **** (I ****)
And say U ****, and say we ****, and say I ****,
Now all my niggas say...

Trina

Konu Bilgileri
	Konu Başlığı Trina Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )	Konudaki Cevap Sayısı 55
	Şuan Bu Konuyu Görüntüleyenler	Görüntülenme Sayısı 3586

08.09.08, 02:49	#11 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Here We Go Here We Go [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 [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) [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 [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) [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 [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) [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... Trina

08.09.08, 02:50	#12 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hot Commodity Hot Commodity [Talking: Trina] 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 [Trina] 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 [Rick Ross] 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 mm.... 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 You the bitch in the flyest fashions... Trina

08.09.08, 02:52	#13 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	How We Do How We Do [Trina] 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 [Fabolous & Trina] (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) [Fabolous] 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 [Trina] 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 With some red hot shit for you can cop again (Yeah) Trina

08.09.08, 02:53	#14 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hustling Hustling [Girl Talking:] Hello to all my niggas and bitches Welcome to Digglers Wild World of Girls I'm sitting here with the Baddest Bitch (Thats Right) So Trina tell us a little something about yourself [Trina] Hustla I'm the queen of this south shit Tight with a cute face that's what I'm bout bitch Sexy, specialize in fellatio All about my pesos Never was a fake hoe Shot shore throw throw the cock like a flame thrower In the mouth of a cock blower Just a diva Mack momma looking for them ends Traded in the Lex for a G-5 Benz Touring on the road getting stacks 20 grand karats for the show no tax Bell-V is what I'm pourin on them hatas Blinding with the lock no imitaders Broke ass niggas getting on my nerves Get sliced, diced, chopped, and served Ask am I off the chain I won't lie But I don't want your man boo ** that guy Uh [Girl Talking:] Oh OK Allright I see how y'all be getting down in the MIA But Trina what I really wanna know is how would you get with a nigga who live with a bitch [Trina] Wait... for his bitch to live Ms. Trina gotta trick up her sleeve Open up the door I walk straight in the house Put your man down and put my cock in his mouth (Damn) I need a heavyweight like Georgy Foreman To work my ocean like the Long Shoreman I'm real successful I live off interests So get it right bitch I'm the Diamond Princess Banking and its all for the cause (Hey Trina would you suck a nigga dick) Bitch hell naw And what a bitch tell yall Stay the outta mine hoe and go get a job Ugh [Girl Talking:] Damn girl You wild as But what I really wanna know is How you set a motherer up... [Trina] See a nigga pumpin gas Don't look Get out your car slow drop your book Sell em' with your name and your freak out game And show a lil' shot of ass just to get in his brain Tell em what he wanna hear Calm and slow "You want this ass" Come on let's go Call my dawgs at the hotel Let em' know I'm coming Bring em' upstairs and leave the car running Get em' in the room don't be scared Go in broke come out with bread That's what a nigga get Playing with that cheese Fall for a freak and Watch ya get skeeze Out the door Real quick Then out come my dawgs with the K's and shit Thinking with your dick man that ain't nothing (Trina one more thing) Naw no more questions [Girl Talking:] See now that's what I'm talking 'bout We need more real mother**ing bitches representing real shit You heard it live from the baddest bitch Reporting live this is Ki Ki From Digglers Wild World of Girls C-Ya... Trina

08.09.08, 02:55	#15 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Don't Need U I Don't Need U [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 ** 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 ed 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 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 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 ** you! [Trick Daddy] Bitch I don't need you No way, no how, not then, not now Uh-uh, bitch [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... Trina

08.09.08, 02:56	#16 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Got A Bottle I Got A Bottle 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 Wen we go out to eat I got yo man payin... Trina

08.09.08, 02:58	#17 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Got A Problem I Got A Problem [Trina] Welcome to wonderful sexy wet world of trina I got a problem (I love to **) [Trina] Head fire pussy good and plus I stay wet Just me earlier in the morning baby that's the best Just keep it hard for me nigga and let me do the rest I wanna feel it in my stomach push it my chest And pin my legs back and make my toes touch my neck Want you stand up in this pussy and don't you nut yet I'm a let you work me out gon me make me sweat Don't take it out just lay in it if you need rest I got a problem (I love to ) [Plies] I wanna lock her up in the crib and her all day And ya on the couch and eat ya in the hallway And walk around naked and put the cell phones away Whenever you want this dick just look at me and say bae Whenever that pussy get soaked we can call it today I wanna catch ya on that look and put it on ya ass And pin yo lil ass up and ya like a mass I wanna finger you first make ya wanna me bad Soon as I feel that pussy get wet step on the gas And I'm a ya from the back but I'm a do it last I want you to ride me first while I squeeze on ya ass Whenever you feel that nut comin want you to me fast I got a problem (I love to ) [Trina] Don't just me in the bed do me in the shower And don't you tease me with that dick want you to me for hours And when you put me on my side it make me holler louder And you don't want me to soak up the bed you better me on a towel Cause I got so much of this good juice built up inside And we can do whatever you want I just wanna feel you baby Just thinkin you bout you inside it it got me goin crazy And whenever you get out this pussy bet you'll call me a lady And let me lay on my stomach get in yo favorite positon I might just kiss ya in mouth before you start lickin I got my legs spread ass up waitin on the dick and And can't nobody out me I need some competition All over the house we gon tear it up (hey) In the kitchen on the countertop knockin over stuff The livin room the den or even on the stairs (ohh) In the morning when we dress we can't find our underwear You got that ooo wee wet as a raindrop the feelin that you give If my toes pop up So don't get mad at me girl if I come quick you got to understand you got good shit I got a problem I love to **... Trina

08.09.08, 03:00	#18 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Got A Thang For You 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... [Keyshia Cole] 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 [Trina] 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... [Keyshia Cole] 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 [Trina] 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... [Keyshia Cole] 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 [Keyshia Cole] 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 The way you touch me, the way you touch me... Trina

08.09.08, 03:01	#19 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Gotta I Gotta [Trina] I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker I got a, hideout for a cop ducker I got a, condo for a baller nigga I got a, gay friend you can call her nigga [Rick Ross] I got a, dick game with a mean hustle I got an, Escalade no you can't touch it I got a, couple blocks up in Georgia nigga I got a, lil' brother cookin quarters nigga [Trina] I got a, couple girls who gon' come ** I gotta, see the money time to come up I gotta, keep it real with my hustler hoes I got a, pump or two, who gon' boost them clothes [Rick Ross + (Trina)] I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours (I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours) I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours (I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours) [Rick Ross] I gots, no love for a punk bitch I gotta, cuss her out to make her suck dick I got a, dildo in this bag baby I got a, lil' somethin for that ass baby [Trina] I know you, pay hoes cause I heard you did I got a, headhunter that'll serve you quick I got a, team of hoes you ain't seen befo With green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo' sho [Rick Ross] I gotta, 'em all just cause I can I got her, much hotter than in her own man The Ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for head But my Pradas, were slipped on, I got knee and fled [Trina] I got a, couple cars, while most hoes starve You gotta give it to the nigga who wrote those bars I got a, check in the mail that you couldn't believe Now I got a Roley for 80 G's under my sleeve [Rick Ross] I gotta, let you hoes know who I be So instead of sayin Rick Ross I just pull out B's I got a, trap in the hood called no ID All my weed guaranteed, maybe fo' five seeds [Trina] I gotta, put it down in a major way I gotta, put y'all down with this game I play I gotta, get my pussy ate like everyday Bring the present with the cake in ya Escalade [Rick Ross] I got an, AK for a bitch nigga I gotta, let you know they only get bigger I got a, hit man for your problems nigga I got a, couple stacks that'll solve him nigga [Trina] I gotta... show my nigga love Cause he my nigga what, now hold yo' triggers up Ain't nuttin in this game is as big as us If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a ** [Rick Ross] I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott Defended by Johnny Coch' cartel on the block I got a, fifty cal' and I'm waitin in the crowd Ready to get it down when y'all all 50'd out... Trina

08.09.08, 03:03	#20 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Need I Need [Money Mark] Gotta, Uh, got feel that shit, Uh, you gotta feel that shit [Money Mark] Let me tell you what kinda hoes I like [Trina] Let me tell you what kinda niggas i like [Money Mark] I'ma tell you what kinda hoes I like [Trina] Let me tell you what kinda niggas I like... [Trina & Money Mark] I wanna nigga who'll lick the click, Gone let me ride the dick, and blow in side my shit,uhh I want a bitch who like ta' suck da dick, Who wanna ** and shit, get in the buck and shit, what [Trina] Nigga, I'ma first class hoe, money in the stash hoe fast hoe, love it when you like tha ass hole And if you wanna pass go I need 20 grand or better Real go getter out for the flo' getter Uh, quick cum niggas on the coach Stick ya tongue in it, keepin' ya sprung in it Stops and bounds might let ya cum in it Girlfriends do, I do too!, O ones in it When it, gets wet I won't tease ya dog Spreading da couchie wide come and please me dog Easy dog, what, I don't need jake's like you Bitch I got 8 like you, Who'll like it, get it wet and then stick it I'm da type of hoe you wanna trick wit, slick bitch I'ma veteran, no pussy gets wetter than Than Rio, you fo' da dope for sho [Money Mark first] [Money Mark] I ain't never meet a hoe in my life as bad as you I wanna stick dick all up in you, I wanna wit you (ohhh!) You got a nigga ready ta' You gotta nigga ready to bust a nutt, say what? Is you bout it hoe, (hell yeah) Well you can tell me all about it, let me know Cause I'm a rough nigga, Money Mark the tough nigga butt naked no motherin' bluff nigga , got the urge to run away wit' ya boo I won't play wit you boo, I'll get head in the bed all day from ya boo I don't need hoes like you Bitch I got five like you, Who'll it, pull it out and then suck it Let my dog touch it, get it wet, bust it Money Mark, and yeah my last name Digaler Stank couchie hoes I can't get wit cha no sir [?] If you really wanna , and you wanna get a nutt Tell that girl to give it up my nigga, my nigga Now all the ladies in the place, puttin' pussy in my face Come on and let me get a taste now baby, now baby [Co] Now let me hear ya say, "I " (I ) And say I (I ) And say U , and say we , and say I **, Now all my niggas say... Trina

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