Trina Album

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!

Da bitch is back
i say da bitch is back
yeah da bitch is back
(i got da keys i'm fen to drive come on let's ride)

Back seat Phantom
Dark tints rolled down
didn't want to see her look at me now

say she couldn't rap but i'm still here standing
the baddest bitch is what the f**k they yelling

she's not real
that one's fake
i step in da booth kill a track one take
Trina one break I'm so heavy weight
Look at the map, i'm from the gun shake state

Don't nann bitch want it
Bitch tighten up
Only bitch wit a deal
Slip n slide what
Swam across the Atlantic, back stroked back
Just mark my words Imma take that back

Gon burn des charts
Stack every lock
Gon grace every cover
dis bitch here hot
To give you all a lesson
let me put it on the dresser
where i put my damn shoes i will not lose

ya'll gon learn to respect the queen yesterday it was all a dream (2x)
i'm still da baddest bitch ah (2x)
ain't another, im the baddest bitch
damn right im the baddest bitch

It was all a dream
Think it should be gone like that
Wake up this ain't a dream
Your worse nightmares back
B.A.D. bitch bad to the bone
Home wrecker number 1
And queen of ring tones

Now observe the persona
F**k your feedback
Im equivalent to nothing
You cusses lab rats
Experiment in my space
Fishing for a hit
Bet your price gon double when you drop this shit
Sky box panel break through all doors
Im hurricane Katrina when it rains it pours
Taking no pity tripping over bitches
Niggas can get it too
I know when it come
Hood that's how you want
Good cuz imma get it
Since I heard a motherf**ker say the sky is the limit
Yea I know you want
Yea cuz imma give it
Since I heard a mother f**ker say the sky is the limit
Im out

ya'll gon learn to respect the queen yesterday it was all a dream (2x)
i'm still da baddest bitch ah (2x)
ain't another, im the baddest bitch
damn right im the baddest bitch

Ah ah ah yep yep yep

The baddest bitch is back,
I'm back part 2, part 2
I'm reloaded and I'm killin you hoes

[Chorus: x2]
You see dat outfit bitch
I'm killin you hoes

Cute face and ass swoll
I'm killin you hoes

I got the best pussy out
I'm killin you hoes

And ain't non you can do about
I'm killin you hoes

I don't care what a bitch think or how a hoe feel
Cause ain't nann one of you hoes payin my bills
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina buy me a crib
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina get me a whip

I know I must make a lot of ya'll hoes sick
And all I can tell you hoes, get used to it bitch!

Cause Ms. Trina the baddest as it fuckin get
And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over dick

So while you fuckin for free, I'm tryna get rich
And don't you cross that line cause I get hot quick
And if you do it's gonna be me & u up in this bitch
And I'm gonna show you why they call me the baddest bitch

[Chorus x2]

You see dat outfit bitch (bitch)
And you know what it costs

Look at how my ass poke out when I walk
Cause your nigga wanna fuck me it ain't my fault
And my pussy sit up real nice in ma shorts

Hate or love it, cause you broke hoes gonna talk
And I can go in any club and shut that bitch down
And I can come to your city and make it my town
So when you see me hoe you better smile and don't frown

Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp
And you'd be best off sittin your tired ass down
And all you jealous ass hoes better move round
And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down

[Chorus x2]

The topic of discussion, I can fuck whoever I want
Look at me bitch I got everything you hoes want
I can fuck a nigga in the Bentley or a nigga in the dump
You get your money in pieces I get mines in a lump

You only ballin on weekends,
I'm ballin the whole month
I'm just a hood bitch,
Rich suburbia cash,
A little fly ass chick who got alota class

I wanna spend your money nigga and put mine in a stash
You got me fucked up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh
Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad

You lost alota weight shit, you fallin off fast
I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some ass

[Chorus x2]

(feat. Lil' Shonie)

Yep, Yep, I'm Back (I'm Back)
Slip N Slide Records (Slip N Slide Records)
Yeh, Yeh, Yeh...
(Hahahaha...)

I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again

You Know How They Do, How They Act
See You With Another Man, Then They Want You Back(Whooh-Whooh)
My Ass Still Fat (Whooh-Whooh)
They Still Checking For Me
And never will you Find Another Bitch Like Me
And I Don't Care What Your Friends Say
What We Had Was Like Jay And Beyonce
Or Was It All A Dream?
Backseat In The Phantum
Sippin That Lean
We Party Like Rock Stars
We Sex Like Porn Stars
I Sing To A Million Bars

I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again

Stop Calling Me Apologizing
Don't Even Start It
Hope You Find Watch You Looking For
Back On The Market
Let's Agree To Disagree
Don't Explain Shit To Me
I Got My Own Money
There's Nobody
I Need, I Need, I Need My Own Space
I'm Single Again
Who's Who I'm Mingling With
Ball Players To The Seat Of The Game
Ring Size Still Doing My Thing
Changed My Number
Switched My Cars S'up
6 Months Since You Messed Your Cars S'up
It All Started So Promiseing.
Got My Own Diamonds, So I Gave Bacc Tha Promise Ring

I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again

Hold Up, Wait A God Damn Minute
It Ain't Over Till' I Say We Finished (We Finished)
Till' I Get My Half
Then I Sit Back, Relax And Just Laugh
At The Times We Shared Like Flying Over beamor High In The G-4
Smokin On Cali Bud,
That's How Real G's Show Cali Love

Sex In The Cop-Pit
No Love I Was Just Another Object
You Better Love For My Ass
Key Magazine You Feel In Love With My Ass
20g's In The Prada Bag
And I'm Bout To Fall Out
Had To Get My Mined Right
I'm Back In The Line Like Fella's

I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again Back On The Prowl
I Thought It Was Perfect I Don't Know How
I'm Single Again

Diamond Princess, Yeh
I'm Still The Baddest Bitch
(Hahahaha...)

(feat. Killer Mike)

I got a ass so big like the sun
I hope ya got a mile for a dick I wanna (run)
Slap it in ma face, shove it down ma (throat)
Nigga why you blunt, I can make this pussy (smoke)
I know how to (fuck) I know how to (ride)
I can spin around and keep the dick still inside
Now your mouth (wide), your lookin real scared
I'm a man eater, head hunter, (I'm prepared)

Yeah you runnin now, you runnin! I'm a put this pussy on you! (just like this)

Eatin dis pussy ain't a job now(snack) like it's thanksgiving and it ain't comin' (back)
Colhor greens (neckbones) Nigga chew dis ass
Both hold inspection don't stop till it pass
Licky, licky, licky, licky, licky for a (hour)
I'm a make it rain for ya here's a golden (shower)
I'm smellin like a (flower) My pussy is a (rose)
Come a lil closer I wanna fuck your nose

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

[Chorus:]
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me(girl)
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me(girl)

Look... back... at... me(girl) [x2]

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

Third bread red broad in my (jeans)
Up all night, took mike gave (head)
Ass like Trina, face like (Mya)
Shot it on her chest she said Daddy aim (higher)
Put Jimmy on her titties I bust off [? ]
Gave her mayonaise on her face (lick this)
We turned da camera on and we did a (sex scene)
She called me R. Kelly and I call her... Dats ma bitch right there nigga!

Hand full of ass and a fist full of (weed)
Ass in da air face down(open please) I'm a beast when I fuck I put it (in ya girl)I'm a have ya sayin no please let me get(off) I'm a make you say dats the spot don't take it (out)I'm feelin like I can nearly put it in ya(mouth) Kanye told dem gold diggin hoes dat we pimpin in da(south) and they ain't payin 'nless dey nuts in your (mouth)

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

[Chorus:]
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me(girl)
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me(girl)

Look... back... at... me(girl)
Back it up drop down to your (knees). Bring it up real slow make one cheek (freeze)[x1]

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

(Look) Back at you for what? I'm tryna concentrate on bustin me a(nut) I'm thinkin bout trial I'm thinkin bout(both)Damn dick nigga shit hurry up I gotta (go) Sixth day in prison pussy nigga make me know dat ya ain't a virgin and ya done dis before. Fuck me till ya can't (breathe) Till ya swim and scream(help)It's your luck day all the lifegaurds left.
Lil dick ass nigga you better get your face down here(eat dis pussy)
Triple D's titties on your(lips) While ya doin dat put your hands round my (hips) bounce me like a ball slam me like kate moth on and off the(deep) better know for breakin hearts Nigga call a cab I'm fittin to pack my shit and leave should'ntof let ya (fuck)Now dats some shit I can't believe wastin time fuckin all[? ]pussy nigga next time when ya see me (don't speak)

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

[Chorus:]
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me
Look back at me

Look... back... at... me(girl) [x2]

If you want it you can get it if you with it I'm a hit it flip it rub it jump it smack it look back at it I'm a addict

(feat. Keyshia Cole)

(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...

(Chorus: 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

(Verse 1: 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...

(Chorus: 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

(Verse 2: 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...

(Bridge: 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

(Chorus: 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

(feat. Missy Elliott)

SOUTHERN SMOKE!
Moe miney meenie inny [x3]

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

(feat. Shonie)

[Shonie]
I wish I never met you boy …
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy …
If I can turn back time, then I’ll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy …
Every time I’m with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don’t wanna feel the way I feel about you.

[Trina]
When we first got together, I saw us chillin forever.
A lifetime, best friend for worse or for better.
Then you switched up the weather, sunshine to clouds.
I found a condom in ya dresser, and you know how we get down.
You fucking clown now I wish I never met cha.
I shoulda listened to mama, she said you wasnt nothing special.
So now its to the left, to the left
and everything you own is on the porch
nigga step and tell me …

[Shonie]
What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u hate
Cuz that’s just how it is …

I wish I never met you boy …
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy …
If I can turn back time, then I’ll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy …
Every time I’m with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don’t wanna feel the way I feel about you.

[Trina]
Maybe im trippin, oh I just cant figure u out.
One night u say u love me, the next u flippin out.
But u can bounce, u kno I don’t need a man
Im sorry I met u. I could do bad by my damn self.
I cant let u disrespect me ima queen. And all my real
Boss chicks know what I mean.
I bet u still trickin, you aint learned ya lesson.
Now let me check ya text messages … now tell me .. hahaaa

[Shonie]
What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u hate
Cuz that’s just how it is …

I wish I never met you boy …
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy …
If I can turn back time, then I’ll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy …
Every time I’m with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don’t wanna feel the way I feel about you.

Picture me and u together.
Everything about you make my whole body shiver.
Its you I want in my world, its you that I adore.
I said I picture me and u together,
Everything about you make my whole body shiver.
Its you I want in my world, its you that I adore.

What would you do if u were in my shoes?
Would you make it go go or would u wanna choose
Between the one you love and between the one u hate
Cuz that’s just how it is …

I wish I never met you boy …
And its killing me to know that I cant have you in my world.
I wish I never met you boy …
If I can turn back time, then I’ll make it so that you were my boo.
I wish I never met you boy …
Every time I’m with my man, all I do is sit and think of you.
Don’t wanna feel the way I feel about you

verse 1
yea its clear
im livin the life of the rich and the famous
in every magazine published im gracin the pages,
media versus celebrities, its outrageous
put on a few septics u can rock a few stages
im setting new standards for women, rappers embracing
my chronological makeup a switch a bitch pace up
a trimp setter, go getta, money maka, grant winna
dropped in 98
had the world sayin nan nigga

chorus
i been around the world
and er body hat'n
if dey talkn im da topic of da conversation
now clear it out, clear it out
i had up to here
clear it out, clear it out
i had up to here
i had a lot of friends
now i got a lot of foes
when u gettin money, dis is just da way it goes
now clear it out, clear it out
i had it up to here
clear it out, clear it out
i had it up to here

Verse 2
Now er body talkn bout me
i could give a dam tho
if dey hatn now
wait till dey c me in the lambo
1000 dollas shoes, european jewels
million dolla crib with da swimmin pool
im just doin me u should be doin u
get yo own hoe don't worry bout my revenu
i brought it from da hood to da big screen
now im prime time of the magazine

chorus

verse 3
stop dat pop up out da south
clear it out, clear it out
keep my name up out yo mouth
clear it out, clear it out
f**k dem hatas n dem hoes
clear it out, clear it out
u gettin doe let it show
clear it out, clear it out

repeat verse 3 1x

chorus

(pitbull)
green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop now roll
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop to the flo
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

(trina)
I see the boys break they necks when i walk on by
Fat ol' ass thick ol' thighs
Mrs. Trina baddest bitch that's right
Diamond princess running 3.0.5
I still don't see nae hoe
And me I pimp niggas
Cant you tell by the Juelz my nigga
Ya whole career is worth one of them diamonds in my ear
And if you don't eat pussy
Get the f**k out of here
They will call you to the telly and set yo ass up
Ill call the jack boyz
Come through masked up
And all my girls in the club working fa a dub
Work that pole and let them hoes know wats sup ummmm

green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop now roll
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop to the flo
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

(trina)
Addicted to the glamour life
but the gutter runs through my veins
that be little Mrs. Trina I'm off the chain
you name it I done it I did it I lived it I seen it
I ride fa my die fa my lie fa my bitches
T.R.I.N.A y they wanna hate I
Maybe cause I'm ballin like a young A I
Or maybe cause I'm ballin like Jim Jones fly high
I don't want coca money
I want Opra money
Vida loca money
You can keep that poker money
Once they taste this
They hucked like bases
And me im at the bar on patron with no chasers

green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop now roll
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

green means go
yellow means slow
red means stop
now drop to the flo
girl you got a ass
stopping traffic like a red(2x)

(pitbull)

[Trina: spoken]
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

[Chorus: 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 (uummm) 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

[Chorus:]
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

[music fades]

Drum Major...
yea its that real shit (feel me x2)
laid back, lay back
up in this pussy feel better than a lottery dont lie to me i'm a hot commodity six figures from a nigga cause he gotta be dont lie to me i'm what you tryna be
I'm a big girl not a lil' girl, i had a real man, move a 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, im ma make you real rich back to reality is this real?
big house on tha hill far from lincoln feild
im so hood yet i wouldnt stay couldnt name a price that a nigga wouldnt pay snap my fingers he'll be over here today, if i ask he'll rub my feet for days
Hook--> cause up in this pussy feel better than a lottery dont lie to me im a hot commodity six figures from a nigga cause he gotta be dont lie to me i'm what you tryna be
Mirror mirror on tha wall who is tha baddest of them all
dont lie to me im a hot commodity x2 [x2]
there was a rebel tebel 5 minutes that lasted
you tha bitch in tha flyest fashions [f**k wit a boss]
Ross--> pulled up to the crib parked on tha gras
tha boy so treal sparked up tha grass
she so real wit all kinda ass, an 6 inch heels wit LV pass
the g's and the cheese so geeze on the cheese
shes so high class she needs no esteem, cover girl center fold
got me spendn dough
aint no trippin though cause ya boi dealn dope

(Intro)
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 I'll buy you a bottle too
Broke ass nigga get the fucc outta here

(chorus)
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

(verse 1)
Who you think your fooling boy I know your lame
Can't 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 there's a chance you'll 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

(verse 2)
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 can't 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

(verse 3)
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

(outro)
I see you lame ass nigga
I'm bout to start exposin u niggas
Start callin niggas names bitch ass niggas
Yal niggas don't wanna fucc wit me straight up
I'm bouts to pop off on n e mutha fucka 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

(feat. Plies and J. Smooth)

[Intro: Trina]
Welcome to wonderful sexy wet world of trina

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to fuck) [x8]

[Verse 1: Trina]
Head fire pussy good and plus I stay wet
Just fuck 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 fuck me make me sweat
Don't take it out just lay in it if you need rest

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to fuck) [x8]

[Verse 2: Plies]
I wanna lock her up in the crib and fuck her all day
And fuck 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 fuck ya like a mass
I wanna finger you first make ya wanna fuck me bad
Soon as I feel that pussy get wet step on the gas
And I'm a fuck 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 fuck me fast

[Chorus:]
I got a problem (I love to fuck) [x8]

[Verse 3: Trina]
Don't just fuck me in the bed do me in the shower
And don't you tease me with that dick want you to fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck me I need some competition

[Hook:]
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

[Chorus:]
I got a problem I love to fuck [x8]