Trina Album

f/ Dre

[Trina]
Woooooooooo! C'mon, uhh

[Dre] + (Trina)
Clap! One, two, three and to the fo'
Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa
(Cool and Dre, y'all did it again, uh)
Get naughty, go hisp' a lil' mo (wooooo, whattup Dre?)
Go, grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (listen)
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (I see you Cali)
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)

[Trina]
I don't know what you've been told
But I'm back bitches, yep I'm back niggaz
Yeah I'm hearin rumors that my house foreclosed
So I, pack a bag and build a crib with mo' - woo!
Mo' rooms with mo' space - you like dat?
Mo' shoes it's okay - go buy dat
I been settin trends befo' this rap shit
And I been gettin bread befo' "You don't know Nann bitch"
Uhh, now it's so fine, you know I'm
always into somethin sittin on some crispy chrome right
Twenty-fo's like a strobe light
Your girl Trina got a Ninja that can go the whole night
{*vrooooooooom*} Uhh, you hear that sound?
That's the Bentley GT Coupe, stare that down
Doin a buck fifty, shift the gear back down
On my way to free{?}, I'm fin' to tear that down, now

[Chorus: Dre]
One, two, three and to the fo'
Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa
Get naughty, go hisp' a lil' mo
Go, grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'

[Trina]
I know you like the way it's goin down tonight
The DJ's in the groove and shit it sounds so right
Hold up, it's amazin, so so contagious
I'm so, impatient, my body's on fire
So, stop your pacin, don't, keep me waitin
Homey grab my waist, set my body on fire
I don't need to drink just to get loose
All it takes a big WOO and guess who?
I'ma stay wit'cha
We can do it all night, I ain't playin wit'cha
Your girl got it bad, got to work it out
Put you on your back, it's a fact, yeah I could turn you out
Now - roll it up, we could burn it out
Get your stamina up, c'mon, lemme hear you count - woo!

[Chorus]

[Trina]
Motherfuckers love the way I swing my ass up
And bitches hate to see me when I tip my glass up
But I don't give a fuck I'm up in V.I.P.
Drunk off V.S.O.P., you know how we stunt
Take the "Diamond Princess" for play play
I'll do you worser than they did that dumb bitch on "Dre Day"
Uhh, the West coast call me YAY-YAYYY
I'm from Miami, Dade where they sip the ye-ye
Uhh, Trina, best believe I
keep a rubber band full of hundreds in between I
hit the scene with a million dollar dream I
triple the scene, covers of the magazines fly
Overseas ride in the limousine, try
shittin on me I'll put yo' ass to sleep, try
findin a bitch that can go harder than me, why
Try cause ain't nobody hotter than me, NOW

f/ Lil Wayne

[Intro]
Uh Yea, Oh Yea
Trin' Bein I've Got Ya
Yea I'm On That Syzurp my
Ya Off Tha Hook
Hey! Heyyy!

[1st Verse: Lil Wayne]
Go by tha name of Weezie F. and
I'm walkin' out tha belly store with ten bags
Fly as a motherfucka girly on my staple
Cause her friends say I'm a tummy sucker
Don't go below tha navel
I'm up in Little Hatti, I'm blowin' on Jamaica
I'm in tha 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, Mami ya wine fyne
And on tha hush hush, we need some quiet tyme
Yea, I'ma ryde ma, tha Birdman's boy
He owns CA$H MONEY, I pre-own CA$H MONEY
Yea, and I put her on CA$H MONEY
She start wobblin that ass for me
She start modelin
She see the models in the Maybach
She call me Weezie F. Baby, and she make sure she say that

[Chorus]

[Lil' Wayne]
See a fly nigga baby yea I don't trip
Just give em lil thigh, Mama give em lil 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 lil die, Mama give em lil hip
Then you give em lil' wind-up, give em a lil dip

[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

[2nd Verse: 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 crazy
Niggaz call me Betty Crocker, cause my cakes stay plenty
Got stacks on top of stacks, I'm coppin' a meal ticket
No matter tha consequence my emphasis is to get it
It's Trina, Weezie F., Baby, manny handle do the scripts
It's all reminiscent to Gladys Knight in tha Pips
All my niggaz jump around girls jump on that dick
It ain't gonna be no standin around now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies show em yo shit A lil hip a lil thigh
More pressure 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 I'm diamond studded
Stay flooded like a damn, chase grands, cause I am what I am
Don't give a damn
Go!

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse: Trina]
Back to the lesson at hands stick to my plan
When it comes to seein' man after man don't give a damn about his car or his
grands
Wh Wh WhWhat cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's WhWhat's up ladies lets say you want a man
But don't kno how to do it dirty dance with em, put a lil 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 baddest bitch taught you that

Yep [Trina]
G's up [Lil Scarppy]
Im back [Trina]
Trina trina [Lil Scrappy]
That's Right [Trina]
I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up [Trina]

Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it

Shake It

[Verse 1:]
Titties sit right ass sits better
Im mean in a thong behind its wooden leather
You can catch me at South Beach in a drop top Careta
Im in the middle of somebodys dance floor like whatever
Drop!
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you baby
Whats good for me baby [Lil Scrappy]
Open a bottle of Henny for ya me in a mini for ya show you some luv
that's if I got any for ya
I can it make from the dollars to the pennies for ya back tha tha back it up then I bend it for ya
But I dont come cheap so
you got to break Trina off if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good couple pumps skeet skeet
but first I need that new Bentley it should be a crime being this fine and I get what I want when I let him see it from behind.

[Chorus:]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It [Lil Scrappy]

[Verse 2:]
Hair stay fixed nails stay fixed keep niggas hotter than project bricks
Paparazzi want to know if Im gay when Im the reason why Shaq came to M-I-A Drop like its slow your old man would have fainted on me maybe because the jeans look like it was painted on me and my shoe game oh so vicious im what your taste buds need cause im so delicious
Diamond princess how you forget this slip and Slide records and the hood be my witness
im the baddest ting walking the block and you the saddest thing stalking the cop
Im Miss 305 butter pecan thighs pretty brown eyes in the 745 if you can keep up with me Im the diamond mommy drinking from a gold bottle grown women say im they role model
Swallow That!

[Chorus:]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It [Lil Scrappy]

[Verse 3:]
Now wear my real bitches at that be taking it off and keep them playas straight breakin them off thats how you do that there and Trina wont lie to ya and sugar coat it and its fly to ya its like smokin on tha crip lightin up a dip poppin one and puttin some of me up on your lips on your lips and aint no better high than me baby call me sunshine cause you can touch the sky with baby
purses and shoes by Louie, Gucci all from the pretty face and ghetto booty what you want baby for me and to you do a porn and tell you to beat till the morn baby im extra sexual and intellectual could to us both just so professional and I could wobble on it and take my phone calls like you cant bother me on it
UH!

[Chorus:]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It [Lil Scrappy]

Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it [3x]
Dont be fake wit it

I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you baby [2x]

And aint no better high than me baby call me sunshine cause you can touch the sky wit me baby [2x]

f/ Kelly Rowland

[Trina]
Look, I ain't got nothin to say to you
I can't even believe you
You know what? I'm too fly for this shit
You playin yourself

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin me, that she is just a friend
Then why's she callin you, at 3 o'clock in the mornin
I can't take this no more - no no no!
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin me, that she is just a friend
Then why's she callin you, at 3 o'clock in the mornin
I ain't tryin to hear it - not this time

[Trina]
Look nigga what you think this is?
You treatin me like a random chick?
You done forgot, who introduced you to rocks
and poppin all that Crist' and shit
Who let you hit it from the back any way that you liked
And any debts, I can pay the price
I thought I was a chick you would make yo' wife (damn)
And now a bitch can't even stay the night? (you whack)
I can't even look in your face without wantin to slap you
Damn I thank God I ain't get that tattoo
You better thank God I ain't have the strap boo
You ain't even worth lettin Trick get at you
Matter of fact, Trick get at dude
I'm convinced I ain't got shit to ask you
And tell that triflin bitch she can have you
I ain't lookin at you no more, I'm lookin past you

[Chorus]

[Trina]
When my girl came through with the news
All I did was think about me and you like "Damn"
What a chick gotta do to get with a real nigga
that know how to stay true like man (man)
Know one quarter to 8, you better hop on the bus or a cab
I shed so many tears, can't believe how many years
"The Baddest Bitch" put up with yo' dusty ass (yeah)
Now you know that I'm the Queen of Miami
All that loud talkin lyin save that shit for your mammy
Sounds like "blah, blah blah, blah bla blah-bla"
I'm like uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (okay)
Whassup (whassup) SHUT UP

[Chorus]

[Kelly Rowland]
Now all my ladies say... if you feel the same...
If you can't take no more say... no no no (no no no)
No no nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Chorus] first half w/ ad libs

[Kelly Rowland]
That's why I'm grabbin up my jewels, grabbin up my purse
I'll be back, for all my shoes and purses, watch me fly
In the 745 while I'm ridin out

(feat. Snoop Dogg, CO, Money Mark)

[Snoop Dogg]
Ain't nuttin to it but to do it
Let me holla at you baby
I know a lot of NFL players and a lot of NBA players (Sexy gurl!)
Like to holla at you, you know, but it's different hollering at me
You know what I'm saying? (Sexy gurl!)
Whatever they can give you, [laughs] I can give it to you times two
(Sexy gurl, but I really need you gurl!)
But in a gangsta way, can you dig it?

[Trina]
I woke up around ten o'clock this morning
I gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawning
Went to the bathroom to wash up
Put on my French-lace panties and my Enyce warm-up
I said, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the baddest bitch of them all?"
There was a quick pause
Then the mirror responded, "You know you got it locked stop actin' retarded."
Fa sho, that's why these bitches don't want beef
Cause I, flash the Roley with the all yellow deese
Got the sunflower-yellow on the fingernails
And the yellow Louie bag with the pastels
Yo I'm livin' like a model while my rap sales (Why?)
Cause niggaz love the way my back swells
Plus I show my ladies how to mack males
Fuck posin' for BlackTail, I'm bout to sign a PlayBoy deal, unh

[Chorus]
Sexy gurl, (sexy, sexy)
You're my little sexy gurl (sexy gurl)
And I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Said I really need you gurl (I need you gurl)
Put no one above you gurl (above you gurl)
Wanna kiss and hug you gurl (hug you gurl)
You're a little sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
But I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Come a littleiўÂЂÂ¦

[Snoop Dogg]
Close to the P-I- mpin'
Hop in the Coupe with Snoop go on a mission (mission)
Nonstop no intermission, breakfast in bed
We do head in the kitchen (ooooh!)
It's a lo-ve-ly day
You can hang out in the pool, act a fool or just bubble and bathe
And when you get it I love how you don't talk about me
But you lovin' the Dogg, that's what I like about it
M-I-A don't get in my way, the baddest bitch with the play-yi-yay (play-yi-yay)
And everyday I try to get my play on
This California lifestyle help you stay on (stay on)
I'm choppin' it up, (choppin' it up) I got the key so I'm lockin' it up (lockin' it up)
Flashin' 'em, (flashin' 'em) blastin' 'em (blastin' 'em)
I'm rollin' with a boss bitch passin' 'em
Come here cutie

[Chorus]
Sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
You're my little sexy gurl (sexy gurl)
And I really love you gurl (love you gurl)
Said I really need you gurl (I need you gurl)
Put no one above you gurl (above you gurl)
Wanna kiss and hug you gurl (hug you gurl)
You're a little sexy gurl (sexy, sexy)
But I really love you gurl (love you gurl)

[Bridge]
Break it down (sexy, sexy)
Unh huh (yeah) (sexy gurl)
All my sexy ladies clap to this (love you gurl) that's right
All my sexy ladies clap to this (need you gurl) come on
Oh, (above you gurl) yeah (above you gurl) Oh!
All my sexy ladies clap to this (come on)
All my sexy ladies clap to this, come a littleiўÂЂÂ¦

[Trina]
Better than Fendi and Gucci
You need a little more for me to be a groupie (that's right)
How bout a house down out on San Succi
Sittin' on an acre so we could move loosely
That's just how it goes
Vera Wang from the window pane down to the tips of my toes (Oh!)
And when I'm ready to leave I pull a Porsche out
Don't want no sticks or no seeds I go to Snoop's house [laughter]
Fuck a professor, I need an investor (unh huh)
To eat me like Hannibal Lector
And keep me in a pink Kompressor, cups processor
And I don't want nuttin' lesser

[Repeat chorus & Snoop's intro simultaneously]

[Snoop]
Let me holla at you baby
I know a lot of NFL players and a lot of NBA players (Sexy gurl!)
Like to holla at you, you know, but it's different hollering at me
You know what I'm saying? (Sexy gurl!)
Whatever they can give you, [laughs] I can give it to you times two
(Sexy gurl, but I really need you gurl!)
But in a gangsta way, can you dig it?
So if you got time, like I know you got time
Come here sexy gurl and holla at the D-O double Gizzle fa shizzle (fa shizzle)

Sexy gurl!
Sexy gurl!
Sexy gurl!

(feat. Mannie Fresh)

[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 motherfuckin 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'fucker not the fanny
That access has not been granted
It's the way that I strut, make a nigga wanna fuck and
It's the lust make a nigga wanna touch
And I'm not just a ho or a slut, I'm a plus so
Where you ducks at? Where yo' bucks at?
If he ain't up in that, get the fuck back
See I done struck back just like lightning
Every nigga in this bitch wanna pipe me

[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, fucks 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!

(feat. Jazze Pha)

[Jazze Pha]
Triiiiiinahhhhh!
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!
Uh, this is a Jazze Phizzle, produc-shizzle
Oh boy!

[Chorus One: Jazze Pha]
Okay (it's your birthday) alright (it's your birthday)
(Girl you're on fire wanna hit on the first day)
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Okay (it's your birthday) alright now (it's your birthday)
(Girl you're on fire wanna hit in the worst way)
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump

[Chorus Two: Jazze Pha]
{Ring, ding, dong - ding-a-ding-ding-ding-dong}
Ohh! You can ride if you want to
Get it girl, you can ride if you want to, yeah
{Ring, ding, dong - ding-a-ding-ding-ding-dong}
Ohh! You can ride if you want to
Get it girl, you can ride if you want to, yeah

[Trina]
Now can I ride you like a soldier, and do you like your woman's 'sposed ya?
Cause it's my party tonight, I'm tryin to cum befo' it's ovah (shit)
I'm on fire, feel it burnin in my bones
Right in 20 {?} deep and Cali playin my song
It's my birthday, it's my birthday
Why did I come in this club with no panties on in the first place?
But in the worst case scenario
I'm in the middle of the danceflo', holla if you hear me though
Party's on, nigga bring bread
Look what you drivin baby to, you got some mean head
Call me supreme red, but when I fade it call me X-rated
Hump in my back, lift my rump, and then I perculate it

[Chorus One]

[Trina]
Ay listen, game recognizes game in the club
Ladies point him out if you see a lame in the club
Gimme, 50 Crist's and a hundred Moe's
Forget a table bring it to me on the danceflo'
I'm in this motherfucker drinkin 'bout to lose my mind
Me and Oprah made a sandwich out of Ginuwine
Yo, everybody in they birthday suits
We gon' ball 'til we fall and you can ride if you want to
Ain't tryin to hear 'bout what you don't do
So put your pimp cups and shake this booty to the ground
Keep me moanin makin funny sounds
Dirty dancin in the club, it's my birthday, so what?

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]

[Chorus Two - vocals only w/o Jazze Pha's lines]

[Chorus One - 3/4ths]

(feat. Rick Ross)

[RR] Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..

[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 fuck
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

[Chorus: 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, fuck 'em all just cause I can
I got her, much hotter than fuckin her own man
The Ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for head
But my Pradas, were slipped on, I got knee and fled

[Chorus]

[Trina]
I got a, couple cars, while most hoes sob
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

[Chorus]

[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 fuck

[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

[Chorus]

f/ Deuce Poppi

[Chorus: Trina]
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back {*repeat 3X*}
Throw it back, throw-throw it back
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back {*repeat 2X*}
Throw it back, throw-throw it back {*repeat 2X*}

[Trina]
If I give it to you, you gotta throw it back
Gimme the cheese and the keys to yo' Maybach
You wanna - touch for free, I don't play dat
And if your money ain't right, nigga stay back
You better think twice, I like pink ice
Louis Vuitton boots with the mink tights
I ain't no cheap, chick you gotta throw it back
We gotta go to the mall boy and blow some stacks - aowwww!
And I ain't no golddigger
But you fin' to pay for this car note nigga
You gotta pay to play, e'rybody ain't able
Damn, be a man, bring somethin to the table

[Chorus]

[Deuce Poppi]
Give it to me, let me see you drop it fast
Girl we could go to Phipps {?} and get to poppin tags
Or we could ball through the mall, tear shoppin bags
And take you straight to the tail so I could chop that ass
Uhh, you wanna ride, we could swerve in the Vette
I'll fuck you from the back done pinched yo' nerve and yo' neck
That pussy so good you deserve you a check
You want that ice on your hands with the birds 'round your neck
Uhh, but I ain't no trickin nigga
I'm a trap cook crack up in the kitchen nigga
But I will lay pipe 'til that coochie dead
Nigga squirtin on curtains and Gucci spreads

[Chorus]

[Trina]
I need a, sugar daddy baller
That go to Belle Harbor and tear the mall up
Uhh, I need a D to call up
To break me off and tear these sugar walls up
Heidi Floess is what they call her
I'm on the private jet and I'm alcoholed up
Miss Trina, a star is born
Spoiled and rich, a ghetto Kelly Osbourne
You know I'm in demand, you see me in Japan
I'm leanin on your man, my jeans worth a grand
I'm still the baddest and you knowin that
And if I, give it to you would you throw it back?

[Chorus]

{*whispered*} Give it to me {*4X*}

f/ Trey Songz

[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

[Chorus 2X: 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 Bubblefuck, with a kick in yo' nuts
So if you wanna hit the guts, then you gotta play yo' cards right
Go against the odds, cut me like I'm hard white
I train bitches like Tyko
To get the dick then the money out these niggaz goin psycho
That's if you like a man, he kinda tight though (shit)
I don't give a damn, I'm tryin to get you right though (what)
Got vibes retired like David Rob
Heartthrob forever, cute and thicker than ever
Sheeeit, you know you need a chick like me
Own cars, own house, own shit like me
Uhh, see me and only me
I'm the real Queen of this shit, truly yours, "Baddest Bitch"

[Trey Songz]
I'm not gon-na hold on no

[Chorus]

[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 fuck me right nigga

[Trey Songz]
I'm not gon-na hold on no

[Intro]
Unusual suspect (unusual suspect)
But I know these niggas (but I know these niggas).
Jim Johnson, Big D (Jim Johnson & Big D).
Ah dis Trina & Plies Slip & Slide thang, I'm in here wit the Baddest Bitch.
Ah Trina take care these hoes, cuz I got these niggas.

[Chorus]
[Trina]
My steering wheel wood, & my wheels croma.
Can't pay these niggas to leave me alone.
I'm so fresh, I'm so fresh.

[Plies]
I gotta pocket full of money and my teeth glitter.
Sum bout been a trille ass nigga.
I'm so fresh.
I'm so fresh.

[Trina]
Paint candy racin' sribs.
Crush dem bitches off the rip.
I don't think you really wanna mess with me, test me and eventually.
See me speedin', cops don't see em', fuck em' & feed em' wouldn't wanna be em'.
I ain't scared of ya'll,
I ain't no regular broad I'ain't scared at all.
Like bone crusher I'll crush your bones when I come through strong with my big big brone.
Ride spinners like 3-6 do. Let me do me nigga you do you.
Suck this clit till my shit turn blue.
Put a bitch to sleep wake me up when you threw.
I'ma get dress so fresh lookin' new and it's back to the chevy or the cab for you.
Chuck & Duece switchin' lanes.
Ridin' dat douk & sittin' on things.
You ain't never met a bitch like me and your bitch ain't never ride a dick like me.
Check the paint, watch the feet, inches 26's deep, candy drippin' on the street, bitch I'm ridin;
BIG.

[Chorus]

[Plies]
Ain't too many niggas like me. I'm from a rare breed.
I walk it like I talk.
Was raise by a G.
You ain't suppose to like me dog, cuz I'm what you wanna be.
From top to bottom being trille that's something that's in me.
It's a helluva feelin to know that you 100% a real nigga.
I been out here gettin' money, since I was a lil nigga.
I'm loved by these hoes, respected by these killers,
it took years of thuggin' to get to this point nigga.
I don't know if you know how it feels to walk around with stacks.
I been broke, came up and I ain't going back.
Cuz money get you friends, choppers get you respect.
Respect out here in these streets, I got alot of that.

[Chorus]

(feat. Lil Brianna)

[Intro:]
This n*gga be just callin my phone
I be like why do u call me i never gave u my number first of all
I find it rude for you to call somebody
it's like i got ya number from your people, some people, but i was like well i didn't give you my number so you shouldn't call my phone..
Hold on 1 sec. baby... hello?

[Chorus:]
She left you all alone, so take my body home
i'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me)
now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me)
you want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh*(reach out, touch me)
sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night
(reach out, touch me)

[Verse 1:]
I say G's feel ya ass up, me up on a plasma, is there anything better you can ask for?
ain't nothin sweeter than a diva named trina
fresh to death like i live at the cleaners
i'm so sexy i could kiss myself
but why do it when i know that i could get some help
yo take my number, let it marinate, don't even wonder how i turned a winter's night into summer
ponder, in ya mind, this spot it 69,
i'll make sure you'll get yours now gimme mine
you know, holla at me, throw a thousand to a dolla at me
gucci, miss sixty, to some prada at me (reach out, touch me)
shower me with the finest things, diamond rings, tea cups, ?? and designer jeans
i got this call comin in, i'll hit ya back
be prepared to cross our lines that connect-picture that

[Chorus:]
She left you all alone, so take my body home
i'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me)
now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me)
you want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh*(reach out, touch me)
sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night
(reach out, touch me)

[Verse 2:]
Can ya hear me nanna?
ya hear me better?
good, i'm ready to seva and down for whateva
i'd slid you my digits nah, come pay a visit
your no "man-chick", that's just ready to handle business
Ooh my bedroom moans louder than ringtones
my sexy ninja have ya shoppin at Queen's Home
My girls told me bout your line with a 3-way
But this curious cat don't wanna go off what 'she' say
so get over to room star 67
where i block the haters and a playa get a piece of heaven
lemme know when you downstairs in mike's kitchen, it's the playgirl's suite
before i change my decision
curve insturctions no disturbance when i nurse on you
off the hook in a lawn waitin in my birthday suit
no dis when i give you my hand
im about to give the limit to plan-goddamn

[Chorus:]
She left you all alone, so take my body home
i'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me)
now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me)
you want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh*(reach out, touch me)
sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night
(reach out, touch me)

[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 callm e daddy, and all that.
When you comb my hair? For real..

[Verse 1 - 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 my feening, feenin, feenin.
So baby i`m pleading for you .. bring your body home to me and let me lay you down.

[Chorus]
Girl bring your body home to daddy
Girl i love it when you call my 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 my daddy.
Baby you're my sexy lil mama
slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on.

[Verse 2 - Trina]
I`m tired of the fightin, the fussin, and cussin late night discussions
Of who you think i`m fuckin.
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 got shattered though 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 week
I love it when you say..

[Chorus]
Girl bring your body home to daddy
Girl i love it when you call my 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 my daddy.
Baby you're my sexy lil mama
slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on.

[Verse 3 - 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 hoarses and creeping and abortions,
the thoughts of marriage - all white - playin organs.
Started from the ruff sex on the deck of the yatch.
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..

[Chorus]
Girl bring your body home to daddy
Girl i love it when you call my 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 my daddy.
Baby you're my sexy lil mama
slip in my bedroom girl, and we can get it on.