Trina Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:05

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

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Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I 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