Trina Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 3

**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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:06

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:07

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:08

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:09

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:11

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:12

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:13

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:15

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

**Prenses** · 08.09.08, 03:16

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

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08.09.08, 03:05	#21 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I 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

08.09.08, 03:06	#22 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I'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

08.09.08, 03:07	#23 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:08	#24 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:09	#25 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:11	#26 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:12	#27 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:13	#28 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:15	#29 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

08.09.08, 03:16	#30 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	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

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