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Trina Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) 100 Are you waiting? Waiting for something that's wrong (oooh) Are you waiting? (Waiting) you know sometimes a girl must move along. (yeah) Are you waiting? (waiting) Waiting for something that's wrong (hey). [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 ****ed, 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). 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 alongg (oooh). [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!! (ooh) 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 alongg. (hey) [Trina] uh- I'm the same woman mercedes or the civic. **** 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 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 Trina |
50 & 50 Love 50 & 50 Love [Trina] Uh-uh-uh-uhhh, uh-uh-uh-uhhh Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout, sex is what I'm talkin 'bout Ahhh.. [Trey Songz] I'm not gon-na hold on no [Trey Songz + (Trina)] 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) [Trina] 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 Bubble****, 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" [Trey Songz] I'm not gon-na hold on no [Trina] 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 **** me right nigga [Trey Songz] I'm not gon-na hold on no... Trina |
69 Ways 69 Ways [J-Shin (Trina)] You're the finest bitch I've ever seen (That's right) Looking like a ghetto queen So call it ghetto fabulous She the type of bitch I wanna bust Said baby can I drop this please In the tail from the back while smokin' trees Hey sexy mama, playful eyes Just tell me can you freak me right? [Trina] Yo, yo, uh Miss Trina Z3 Beamer Open up my legs put your head in between em Till I bust like lead from a heater Make sure you got bread for the diva Leave a niggas pockets dry like the cleaners Fly by with the shine bright gleamers Flossin' with the lime Via Spigas Make it hurt with the H-Class pieces I take back shots, take back shots Get a nigga for his cake and his rocks Positions that you've never even heard before Twist around and ride a dick vertical, uh Fine, looky here where the long dick niggas at? Where them six figure stacks and the fifties at? You're the average bitch, I got carats bitch Hot with a ho cause I'm da baddest bitch [J-Shin] I got 69 ways to make you come my way Those other bitches don't play I do it 69 ways I wanna get down with her (Down with her) I wanna get down with her (Down with her) [Trina] Ghetto superstar Niggas eat the pussy like a sushi bar Never let a nigga hit the koochie raw Might bust a nut on my Gucci bra I guess you think you ****in' with a hoochie huh? Fat pussy lookin' juicy huh? In this two piece Coogi huh? You got twenty grand you can screw me huh? Got a hundred grand we can make a movie huh? I know you'll stick with me, cause your baby daddy trick with me Cop rocks at Tiffany's I make him **** till his back stiff Hid the stash in the mattress so I can shop at Sax Fifth **** a nigga just for practice Fake a nut like an actress give a fake address Milk a nigga like a fat breast Till there ain't no cash left Shit I'm a bad bitch... Trina |
B R Right B R Right [trina:] i want my ass smacked [luda:] legs wide [trina:] front back [luda:] side to side [trina:] pussy wet [luda:] slip n slide [luda:] yep everythin gon be alright [trina:] ass smaked legs wide [trina:] front back [luda:] side to side [trina:] pussy wet [luda:] slip n slide [luda:] yep everythin gon be alright [TRINA] 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 **** 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 **** the queen, i live a life like its jus a dream. [LUDA] 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. [TRINA] 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 ****ers. thas rite im talkin greece. im a arrogant lil mother ****er huh? thas rite im rich, im that bitch, thas rite. im about show yall how to pimp this shit. im ****in niggas in the face, the game is mine 2003, **** that. **** all yall haters, **** 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, **** that. **** a dime, im a silva dolla, holla. catch me when i come off tour, **** yall. im out... Trina |
Clear It Out Clear It Out Yea its clear Im livin da life ov da rich n da famous yea In every magazine published im gracin tha pagez, Media versus celebrities, its outrageous Put on a few septix u can rock a few stagez Im settin new standardz 4 women, rappaz embracin Ma chronological makeup a switch a bitch pace up A trend setta, go getta, money maka, bread winna Dropped in 98 Had da world sayin nan nigga I been around da world N er body hat'n If dey talkn im da topic of da conversation Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up to here I had a lot of friendz Now got a lot of foez When u gettin money, diz iz juz da way it goez Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Now er body talkn bout me I could give a damn tho If dey hatn now W8 till dey c me in da lambo 1000 dollaz shoez, european jewelz Million dolla crib wid da swimmin pool Im juz doin me u should b doin u Get yo own hoe dun worry bout ma revenue I brought it from da hood 2 da big screen Now im prime time cova ov tha magazine I been around da world N er body hat'n If dey talkn im da topic of da conversation Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up to here I had a lot of friendz Now got a lot of foez When u gettin money, diz iz juz da way it goez Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Stop dat poppin bout tha south Clear it out, clear it out Keep ma name up out yo mouth Clear it out, clear it out **** dem hataz n dem hoez Clear it out, clear it out U gettin doe let it show Clear it out Stop dat poppin bout tha south Clear it out, clear it out N keep ma name up out yo mouth Clear it out, clear it out **** dem hataz n dem hoez Clear it out, clear it out U gettin doe let it show Clear it out I been around da world N er body hat'n If dey talkn im da topic of da conversation Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up to here I had a lot of friendz Now got a lot of foez When u gettin money, diz iz juz da way it goez Now clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here Clear it out, clear it out I had it up 2 here yea... Trina |
Da Baddest Bitch Da Baddest Bitch [Trick Daddy (Trina)] 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? [Trina] 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 **** 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 [Trick Daddy (Trina)] 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? [Trina (Trick Daddy)] 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 **** your daddy if your mammie wasn't playa hatin Cause I'm da baddest bitch I'm da baddest bitch what [Trick Daddy (Trina)] 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? [Trina] 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 ****ing by the time I'm ten See off glass is my motto Dick suckin in the auto Quick ****in '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 [Trick Daddy (Trina)] 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) Who's bad? Trina |
Da Club Da Club [Mannie Fresh] 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! [Trina] 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 mother****in cooly [Mannie Fresh] 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! [Trina] 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'****er not the fanny That access has not been granted It's the way that I strut, make a nigga wanna **** 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 **** back See I done struck back just like lightning Every nigga in this bitch wanna pipe me [Mannie Fresh] 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! [Trina] 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, ****s wit'chu? You crazy for this one [Mannie Fresh] You is a bad mamma jamma The club, went, crazy (girl you doin it!) The way she shake that ass sho' amaze me Ladies and gentlemen! Trina |
Do You Want Me Do You Want Me [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 shoppinI only **** 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 [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, **** 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 [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 'nuff, 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 [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 |
Don't Trip Don't Trip Uh Yea, Oh Yea Trin' Being I've Got Ya Yea I'm On That Syzurp my Ya Off The Hey! Hey! [Lil Wayne] Go by the name of Weezie F. An **** em out the belly store with ten bags? Fly as a mother ****er girly on my staple Cause her friends say I'm a tummy sucker Don't go below the navel I'm up in Lil Haiti I'm blowing on Jamaica I'm in the pimp a beemer I'm with a salt shaker Now I'm in Dade County I see some thick bitches I try to holla at em But they all trick bitches I think Trina sexy Mama ya wine fine And on the hush hush We need some quiet time Yea I'm a ridah ma The Birdman's boy He on Cash money I pre-own Cash money? Yea and I put her on Cash money She start wobbling that ass for me She start modeling She see the models in the Maybach She call me Weezie F. Baby And she make sure she say that [Lil' Wayne] See a fly nigga baby yea I don't trip Just give em little thigh? Mama give em little hip [Trina] And if you see a fly bitch nigga holla don't trip Break her off a few dollars Take her on a few trips [Lil' Wayne] Give em little thigh Mama give em little hip Then you give em little wind up Give em a little nip [Trina] And if you see a fly bitch Nigga holla don't trip Break her off a few dollars Take her on a few trips [Trina] Now I'm the daughter of a madam Inside of a pink phantom If ya man got that cash Then best believe I met him Cause I'm sharp as a machete And I cuss like Freddy? Niggas call me Betty Crocker Cause my cakes stay plenty Got stacks on top of stacks I'm cuppin' a meal ticket No matter the consequence My emphasis is to get it It's Trina Weezie F. Baby Manny handle the scripts It's all reminiscent to Gladys night in the pips? All my niggas jump around Girls jump on that dick It ain't gonna be no standing around Now lets get crunk in this bitch And ladies Show em yo shit A little hip a little thigh More pleasure for the eye And the more a nigga try You can find me stretched out In my 850i Or my big 600 Believe Trina done it Believe them diamonds studded Stay flooded like a damn Chase grams cause I am what I am Don't give a damn Go [Trina] Back to the lesson at hand Stick to my plan When it comes to seeing man after man Don't give a damn about his car or his friends Wh Wh Wh What Cause I'm gonna make my on ends That's Wh What's up Ladies lets say you want a man But don't know how to do it Dirty dance with em Put a little back into it Go catch a wall shorty End up at the mall sporty Try to dog waddy? Make em spend it all on ya Yep and make that nigga ball for ya Then have him beggin for that kitty kat Wining and dining for that ass Give him none of that Just let him know Say make a bitch rich Cause the badest bitch taught you that... Trina |
Get This Money 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 Me and this cash, can't nothing come between this... Trina |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 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 |
I Wanna Holla I Wanna Holla [Deuce:] Hey mami, I wanna holla [Trina:] Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [Deuce:] What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [Trina:] Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [Deuce:] Hey mami [Deuce] I'm young, rich and I'm thuggin it And girl, I don't give a **** who your husband is I gotta have you on my seat, five-six, thighs thick A little ghetto queen, we'll get our freak on like Missy Drink Cris-ty, be pissy, smoke Crip-ty, be wit me Let's flee in the big body Take it to the house, to the house party That's right, I'mma holla mami I'mma hop in the Benz, you follow, mami I wanna play at the playground, mami Shut up and lay down, mami [Deuce:] Hey mami, I wanna holla [Trina:] Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [Deuce:] What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [Trina:] Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [Deuce:] Hey mami [Trina] Oh, now wanna chase me You wanna take me To the diamond district and lace me You wanna fly me to Hawaii Anything I want, you'll buy me You just met me, but you sweatin me You wanna freeze my wrist and brigette me You wanna **** me, you wanna touch me You wanna lock me down, handcuff me That's cool but I got my own cash You can keep your bread, I got long cash Now that just sounds like game to me You ain't half the player that you claim to be [Deuce:] Hey mami, I wanna holla [Trina:] Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [Deuce:] What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [Trina:] Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mamichulo So, I'm straight [Deuce:] Hey mami [Deuce] I wanna holla, lil mama If it's bout a dollar, I'm break you off proper I stay sittin on plenty B's What you want? Ten, fifteen, twenty G's That's nothing, we can shop for Prada shit Ain't nothing to a player, but a scholarship So leave the lights on and the camera on Slim waist, lil thick lil Amazon So let's those panties on, lay it down girlfriend Once I get this on, I wanna take you home And ride it, ride it, back it up and slip and slide it [Deuce:] Hey mami, I wanna holla [Trina:] Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [Deuce:] What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [Trina:] Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [Deuce:] Hey mami [Deuce:] Hey mami [Trina:] Uh uh Trina |
I'll Always I'll Always [Trina] Uh, yeah This goes out to all my girls All around the world You got a good man Y'all feel me on this, uh yo, yo, yo I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you [Trina] Yo I used to think I ain't need a man Had one ain't see the man I was so conceited then But I'm older now Doing my thing, what ya told me now Brought closer to show me how And I'm in love with a baller now Treat him right cause that's all I got The good dick had me falling out And I love the freaky things he be saying And the names he be calling out Yeah and he knows how to treat me Eats me when he freaks me The real one and his cum tastes so sweet Rough sex to a slow beat As he holds me and pokes me And the beat won't stop, the bass don't drop Till I climb on top of his cock and close shop Make his toes lock While y'all hoes jock See you got me callin I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you [Trina] Yeah that nigga don't bought me things But that nigga done taught me things How to maintain, respect the game Save my change and even showed me some crazy things And we exchanged our favorite things I got inside his fantasies Cause them things was the middle of me Climaxin' on the canopy Well this freak put his hand inside of me Unsolved mystery Thinkin' 'bout gets me all wet And I'm pissed he ain't called yet I guess good sex is what you call it And I'll know he'll call back So I'mma just go cook for the man Shake up crooks and do the books for the man Makin' the cheese you done took from the man If the sex is good I'mma hook the man Even if he's a veteran If I go on my way without you Oh how can I go? If I go on my way without you Oh where will I go? I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you I'll always Come back to you... Trina |
If You With Me If You With Me If U w& me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga wit a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas **** all U can I'm gettin' paid just to **** a man 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 no thugs who on no 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 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 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 lust me cause gettin' paid is a must be and hell naw you can't **** me 2 karats in the ear 4 karats in the ring hoes get sick when they see the bling bling stay ****in' wit' a thug who would cop the 4, cop some ? then cruize and just drop u off want me to lock the door im not whore **** 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 [Trina] yeah I know yall niggas can say **** them hoes but not on this one im doing this one for my bitches all bitches of all bitches and **** them flaw bitches okay, play wit' it Ms Trina new Millennium year 2000 slip -n- slide hahaha... Trina |
Intro Intro Head...sex-sexy, arms...sexy, super flat stomach ahh perfect, hips no no we need like hips hips. There we go okay. Umm ass...nope not big enough, ass...nope not big enough, ass...okay yep perfect k perfect looks good. Ladies and gentlemen it is my honor and a pleasure to unvail the baddest bitch alive! Trina |
Intro Sommore Intro Sommore yo, this is some more of the bitch that has her comedy game on lock. this is the mother ****in roll call so listen up. all the ladies, nubian queens, black princesses, african godesses, choir girls, young girls, models, skeezers, bitches, hoes, players, dikes, divas, house wives, gold diggers, sex chasers, cum guzzlers, chicken heads, crack heads, baller bitches, shake dancers, and boosters. say what you want, we're all one in the same. no matter what they call you, or you call yourself. theres only 3 rules in this game: keep your nappy-ass hair done, do your mother ****ing sit-ups, and whenever you lay on your back, make sure your paper is stacked. and with all that said and done, diamond princess, take this shit to another level... Trina |
It's Your B Day It's Your B Day [Jazze Pha] Triiinahh! Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen! Uh, this is a Jazze Phizzle, produc-shizzle Oh boy! [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 [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 [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 dancefloI'm in this mother****er 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? Trina |
Kandi Kandi Kandi girl (kandi girl) You are my world (you are my world) You look so sweet You're a special treat Kan-di girl You are my world (my world) You look so sweet You're a special treat [Lil' Briana] Wow ta dow watch out now It's lil' Briana no I'm not Bow Wow I'm that candy girl that lil' Miami girl Sweet like cinnamon with the candy swirl I'm like sugar and spice My flow so nice Colorful ice like rainbow bright I'm that candy girl sweet like a life savor Got more flavors than a pack of Now or Laters Ten years old the baby diva The kids at school call me baby Trina When I step on this track it make your fingers snap And do the peanut butter jelly with the baseball bat [Trina] I taste like candy a candy treat So sweet from my head down to my feet This song's dedicated to my candy girls The life of luxury the candy world With candy benz's marble floors Cartier kisses and cash galore With candy toys candy yacht's Candy verses and candy four dots No it don't stop and we on the rise To slip and slide and diva enterprise We drop candy hits that's how we bring it I'm a candy girl come on Stef sing it [Lil' Briana] I'm a candy girl and my flow too hot Sweet like lollipops and gumdrops Gummy bears Skittles and Kit Kats I'm a young girl running this game you with that? I got more flavors than Starburst I keep my penny candy in my Prada purse If I act too sassy pardon me y'all I be playing with Barbie dolls in my carnegie hall I'm a good good girl a candy girl The baby Diva with the baby doll pearls If you ain't come to party we ain't having that So do the Donkey Kong and the cabbage patch... Trina |
Killing You Hoes 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 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 ****in get And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over dick So while you ****in 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 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 **** 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 The topic of discussion, I can **** whoever I want Look at me bitch I got everything you hoes want I can **** 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 ****ed up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad You lost alota weight shit, you fallin off fast I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some ass... Trina |
Ladies 1st Ladies 1st 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'. [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. **** Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve. Uh. [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 **** 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? **** out tha way, watch how we come through. I'm living too good. **** u suckas. At the club, at the bar, sippin blue motha****as. [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... Trina |
Lame Lame Naw nigga get the fucc out my face Lame ass nigga I don't know you nigga Get the fucc outta here don't be standing close to me Get the fucc over I don't want no drink I buy my own bottle ill buy you a bottle too Broke ass nigga get the fucc outta here You a lame small watch ity bity chain You a lame running round thinking you the man Yous a lame miss me with that weak ass game Yous a lame you so lame Nigga you a lame always talking bout yo bread You a lame nigga probably workin wit the feds Yous a lame u aint really got no change Yous a lame you so lame nigga yous a lame Who you think your fooling boy I know your lame Cant even see the cross is that your baby chain Think your spittin game, my ears catchin pain Your trap bumpin hard why your shoes don't have a name Gingivitis breath cuz u talking shit I know everytime you lyin cuz u grab yo dicc That's a fuccin rental you jus threw on tints You fucc that ugly girl why you don't claim yo chicc Thought you slangin briccs you aint Hercules Them lil nickel bags you more like mini me's You jus offending me caused me a tragedy U fix your thoughts theres a chance youll be fuccin me No I don't want yo number No I don't wanna give you mine And no I don't wanna meet you no where No I don't want none of your time Yous a snitchin ass nigga Soft get robbed pussy pie ass nigga Booty d borrow your brother clothes broke nigga Standin at the crap games you lookin ass nigga Sittin shot gun dick ridin slub ass nigga Always where you at when you call ass nigga You ring my phone bacc to bacc tired ass nigga You cant keep a job on the corner ass nigga Bond out of jail and then you bac again ass nigga Livin witcho mama cheap petty ass nigga Running outta gas all the time ass nigga Always wanna borrow a few dollas ass nigga Ol boppin ass nigga These fucc niggas lame they swear they makin bread You wanna talk to who bitch you can gimme head Head the other way make a you turn Cuz ima big spender ima make yo pockets burn Ask round the firm and i run the firms Motivation seminars so my bitches learn We don't fucc wit lames cuz we bad bitches Let em know first quarter that we bout them riches Givem tender kisses hell be blowed away Especially wen he see how much he gone have to pay A high maintence bitch like kimora lee O another bad bitch who Victoria B I see you lame ass nigga Im bout to start exposin u niggas Start callin niggas names bitch ass niggas Yal niggas don't wanna fucc wit me straight up Im bouts to pop off on n e mutha ****a that want it they can get it Get the fucc outta here Lame ass niggas fucc yal lame ass bitches too Shut the fucc up succ a dicc bithces Yours truly trina baddest bitch of all times... Trina |
Leaving You Leaving You [Trina:] Ladies, I know yall sick and tired of these niggaz braggin, talking bout how big thier dick is, Imma put it down like this... Nelly got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Nelly got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeeey Jay-Z got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Jay-Z got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heey I know you got that cash man But you a one minute come to fast man You ****ed worse than my last man, but Ludacris he gon put it on my ass man uh I called him up, he gee this ass the smack When he hit it from the back I catch a asthma attack I like the way he take it slow and stroke it He got me coming back to back That boy focused You used to be my boo but now you fired Cuz all you do is lick me til ur tongue get tired I know you hoping you still got me hosing But when I first seen nelly dick I started choking Baby got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Baby got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeeey Jarule got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Jarule got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeey I need Baby cus he Hood Rich Getting money slinging nothing but dat good dick I heard chingy got a strong back and when he put it on me make me wanna come back Pharrell can rock my boat and work the middle, twirk a little hit it make it hurt a little It feel good when you all up in it man And you know I can't stand no minute man I need P-Diddy when it's time to ball He can **** me all night and make me climb the walls And I got no time fa no lil' dicks Now all my girls in the club I know you feel this cuz.. Chingy got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Chingy got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeeey 50 Cent got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But 50 Cent got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeey If you got a big dick Nigga grab that (hey) grab that (hey) grab that If you got a big dick I gotta have that (hey) have that (hey) have that I ain't scared of that shit Nigga throw that dick I ain't scared of that shit Nigga throw that dick Change position (hey) Throw that dick Change position (hey) Throw that dick Trick daddy got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Snoop got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeeeey Busta Rhymes got a big ol dick I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru) But Fabolous got a big ol dick So I'm leaving you, heeey... Trina |
Lil Mama Lil Mama [Dee] Yeah, Look here Trina Look me and you we been friends for a minutes, but you know how we get down. Late nights you know how we do. We go our seperate ways, but lately I been feelin kinda different like me catchin feelings for you. You know when you call me daddy, and all that. When you comb my hair? For real.. [Dee] I never knew that I would fall so deep in love with her homie, lover, friend, we were just passionate. Now you got me feenin for more. When other niggas used to call you after midnight it never bothered me. Girl we was only friends right so why does it hurt more and more ? Girl I get excited whenever you call my phone. I got a special ringer everytime my phone rings it goes,.. " I can't leave you alone," You got me feening, feenin, feenin. So baby I`m pleading for you to bring your body home to me and let me lay you down. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on. [Trina] I`m tired of the fightin, the fussin, and cussin late night discussions Of who you think I`m ****in. You puttin me on guilt trips like I can't see You storin his name for hers in your caller ID. Look, I`m a queen the don diva We should just free in the lime green Selene 2 seater You & me. My top down, and Yes my hairs blowin Flashbacks of you & me got me moanin, But who you lovin who you want to be huggin ? I seen her in your 600, and you claim its your cousin. Look, I know we agreed to see other people, But those feelings were shallow like my langurae see-through. We both play this game unfaithfully See me with the next man and now you want to play with me. Yo, I`m confused, but I still want to proceed Without you I`m incomplete you make me so weak I love it when you say.. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on. [Trina] I remember late nights when we would just kiss. I remember wearin them girtles & when we would take them trips, And I remember that we said it would never come to this. Never let something come between our relationship. Now how can I leave you to be with someone else? Without finding out how you truely felt. All them riding on horses and creeping and abortions, The thoughts of marriage - all white - playin organs. Started from the rough sex on the deck of the yacht. Followed by the Don Perion then the caneri watch. All them shoes from Italy it was cool, Even the Villa in Sicily, but it wasn't me. But I should have made it crystal clear that I didn't really care Whether you was dead broke or you was a millionaire, From our first date to our anniversary, My thoughts changed of leaving when I heard you say to me.. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on. Girl bring your body home to daddy Girl I love it when you call me daddy. Baby you're my sexy lil mama Slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on... Trina |
Look Back At Me 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 **** 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 **** your nose [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 Girl Look back at me Girl Look back at me girl 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 weed Ass in the air face down on your knees I'm a beast when I **** 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 Back it up drop down to your knees Bring it up real slow make one cheek freeze 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 **** 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 **** now thats some shit I can't believe Wasting my time ****ing all off beat Pussy nigga next time when you see me don't speak... Trina |
Mama Mama Mama I wanna thank you For sharing your blessings upon me Taking time to understand the lady I wanna be Yes mama Mama I wanna thank you For sharing your blessings upon me Taking time to understand the lady I wanna be This cold world had me num the pain like novacaine Till mama sat me down unfold the gate Showed me the straight path through the narrow lane Sunshine after rain the joy of pain Mama you raised a good girl dont worry You used to say take it slow trina dont hurry Use to tuck me in with the bedtime story Now I grown up and you still there for me My shoulder to lean on You kept my dreams goin I owe it all to you me now I got the green flowing And im gon always be yo baby And I cant never repay you for all the things that you gave me You raised me to be a lady And you scoot me to the game so them niggas couldnt play me You was more than a mother you was a friend The greatest love of all comes from within I know ill never kknow love like this again And beneath my wings you was the wind I love you like none other Cause you can only live your whole life but only get one mother Being there for me through the thick and thin More than a mother your my best friend Look within and take yo place Sometimes I wanna run to ya Through the ups and downs I know I can still come to ya I think bout the things I done to ya But through all the drama I know I'm still number one to ya Uh, look at how far you brought me All the things you have taught me Money couldnt bought me You never wanted us to make the same mistakes When the game got high and they raised the stakes You was still in my corner to press the brace Till I'm ready in yo arms you kept me safe Through the thick and thin im gon be there for ya I say a prayer for ya Lord knows I care for ya Through hard times we got strong or mother to daughter When I was weak you was my bridge over trouble water Can't nobody replace you I'm forever faithful For you mama im grateful Your baby girl is a reflection of you I thank the lord up above cause he blessed me with you, uh I love you like none other Cause you can live your whole life but you can only get one mother (yes mama) mama I wanna thank you For sharing your blessings upon me (oh mama) Taking time to understand The lady I wanna be... Trina |
Nasty Bitch Nasty Bitch [Trina] Get involved with a nigga Slob on a nigga Take all his dough and then I dodge a nigga Cuz I'm a nasty bitch, I leave a nigga dead broke Snatch ya bread and cop a brand new coat I'm da jazzy type And I'll 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 ain't no fun if your tongue ain't in Who now this is where the madness start So nigga **** me with your tongue til ya lick my heart I gotta body like a coke bottle watch me walk So nigga work your mouth and don't talk OK [(Money Mark & Trina)] Whoa like gay Must say I dont sweat No tired ass nigga I sign my own check I'm the Diamond Princess duthces of all broads Pussy stay tighter and wetter that all ya'lls You nasty bitch you nasty (Uh huh) You nasty bitch you nasty (Uhhh huh) You nasty bitch you nasty (What) Trina you so nasty You nasty bitch you nasty (Uh huh) You nasty bitch you nasty (Uhhh huh) You nasty bitch you nasty (What) Trina why you so dirty [Trina] Uh! Phat back wit a real slim waist (What's wrong) Cant talk with a pussy in ya face then Ulululul Keep me sprung with the tongue like Ulululul Make me cum til Im numb Oh Yes! Rub my chest Make me wet Doggy style and do it just like a vet And lick the sweat it taste just so sweet When I pop my cock and make ya drop to da beat like Du du du Nasty Bitch Make a nigga sell his dick just to buy me shit And just to keep me lookin raw Imma find his shit And if you wit me girlfriends the shake ya hine to dis OK [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up Back dis ass up C'mon C'mon C'mon [Trina] Broke ass nigga's can't roll with And even rich nigga's can't get a hold Neva back up **** game long and strong Coochie so good bring a pappy home OK... Trina |
Niggas Ain't Shit Niggas Ain't Shit Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick Get tha **** 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 mother****in 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 **** 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 [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 **** 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 [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 we lay low While ya'll hoes slob dick, you back in ballin ass Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit And y'all pussy lickin and shit Wanna go low on me like a basement? That's why I don't see none of y'all You better reconize bitch, while 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 gold 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 ****ed up, nigga ain't no free nut Unless you comin VVS marquis cut... Trina |
No Panties No Panties [Tweet] No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free [Missy:] New Trina [Trina:] Look boo what da deal You got my cash for you up in here I know you be packing the steel But I can't suck a dick And get my lipstick smeared **** nigga don't be grabing my braids You got some cash then I'm easily Persuade this ass thats all it Takes see I can last all night And all day Miss Trina zem zema **** a Bema I got me a Benz and some rims Tinted windows and some tens I tell you time again I'm fine enough To even take your mens look a here Slim I swear the South Beach let me Speak for you touch me you gonna treat And put some sandtins on my feet Take me to the beach Now crawl up in my wall real deep Oww [Tweet] No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free [Missy:] New Trina [Trina:] Bitch you ain't gotta like me Oh you his wifey I think your man like me He had me in the car With his hand on my bra Breathing in my face Saying Trina I ain't trying a disrespect I'm just trying to keep you in check See I ain't done yet Shit I'm the type of chick break Up happy homes like Trick So mo easy joe you so and so I'm a superwoman you don't know Damn I look good Talk trash in your hood And if you man want you Daddy would Missunderstood Slip and slide Miss Trina Been sold out the arena Like a rock and roll singer You hate me you get the finger All up in my gut playa what [Tweet] No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free [Trina:] Hey playa whats the word Watch my hips don't you like these cruves I wanna crib in the deep suburbs 2 dogs and a mocking bird Versae sprad on my water And give me some head give me some head Miss Trina likes kicks all red and I'm the first to say I'm the badest chick [Tweet] No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free No panties comeing off My love is gonna cost Cause ain't no way That you gonna get up In this for free... Trina |
Off Glass Off Glass [Deuce Poppito] Lil momma you off glass [Trina] Uh, uh, uh, uh I know you like the way I shake that, drop that Cock back, make the pussy pop back **** a nigga in a Benz with the top back If you lyin on your dick, nigga stop that You wanna **** 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 [Deuce Poppito] Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick? Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris? [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure Cause off glass is my motto, my motto [Trina and Deuce Poppito] 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 [Deuce Poppito] 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 **** 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 [Trina] 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 [Deuce Poppito] Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick? Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris? [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure Cause off glass is my motto, my motto [Trina and Deuce Poppito] 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 [Trina] 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 **** 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 ****ed, they done came back [Deuce Poppito] Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick? Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris? [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure Cause off glass is my motto, my motto [Trina and Deuce Poppito] 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 Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass... Trina |
Off The Chain With It Off The Chain With It [Trick Daddy] What time ya'll? Ball off tha chain 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 [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 [Trina] Ain't no secret baby you know lil' momma shininBB studded, diamond's got these big ballers whininYou 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 [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 [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... Trina |
Phone Sexx Phone Sexx [Trina] Hi this is trina And I'm standing 5'2 125 pounds 34, 26, 36 Beautiful lite grey eyes, long black curly hair that Hangs down to the middle of my back and right now I'm home alone and I'm looking to try something new so if your listening Why don't you leave me a message Ha ha ha ha [Qwote] Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone The way you talk and the moan I put your body to the test it's not A fantasy but it's phone sex [Trina:] What's your description I told you mine I was feeling real horny Called the party line dude sounded so good I ain't waste No time I'm a take my clothes off and just go for mine The way that he was talking and describing himself I picture Reggie bush and I ain't seeing nothing else my eyes closed tight On the living room couch one hand up my (uumm) putting fingers In my mouth cheating on my man I'm getting my freak on long as it ain't real I ain't doing nothing wrong just a dirty fantasy on the Football field me layed in the grass wanna love how it feel Pulling on my hair biting on my lips throwing it back thrusting my hips Pouring champagne down and he taking sweet sips got me bout to climax he took me on a trip aahhh Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone The way you talk and the way you moan I put your body to the test it's not A fantasy but it's phone sex [Trina:] The next day I called the party line again I was looking for that voice That's when I bumped in a thug that sounded like trick to me You should have heard that nasty fantasy He made me see us in a school house I was the last student left and was bout to walk out He said bend over and show him a shot in my private school skirt So arroused I got hard as a mistle I blew on his whistle playing back and forth For this nigga I can't dismiss you he asked can I kiss then I got wet This phone bone thing is getting better than sex don't need protection everythings Safe I even let him spank me I came on his (aahhh) I know he was so amazed To hear me come on the phone we wasn't playing no games We was getting it on aahhh [Qwote:] Do you feel me baby sexing your body touching you softly Making you want me go head close your eyes Put your hands on your thighs let's fantasize From the other end of the line do you feel me baby sexing your body Touching you softly making you want me go head close your eyes Put your hands on your thighs let's fantasize From the other end of the line Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone The way you talk and the moan I put your body to the test it's not A fantasy but it's phone sex... Trina |
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