If U with Me - Trina

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

I’m a bad ass bitch nigga

That’s why yo' dough gone

And all yo' weed in the ozone

I’m 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

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

I can tell by your eyes, lust is what you feel

You wanna talk nigga, then lets discuss my bills

As you can see I’m an expensive bitch

Who has good taste and love expensive shit

You wanna conversate well nigga I charge a fee

Each additional minute, nigga I charge a fee

Where my money at — you short, I gots to go

Only ballers are tall enough to reach my goal

I know you love me but I love your huns

Cause you 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 fuck me

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

2 karats in the ear

4 karats in the ring

Hoes get sick when they see the bling bling

Stay fuckin' wit' a thug

That’ll pop the 4, cop some raw

Then cruize and just drop you off

You want me to lock my door (jaw?)

I’m not you’re whore

Fuck nigga get your mind right or I’m out the door

Gotta go, gotta go

6 double o

I’m a big trouble ho

That 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 up my cunt

Cause I’m a bad bitch

First round draft pick

Shaped like a Coca-Cola classic

Get my ass licked

Take a nigga for his cash quick

Even take plastic, uh

If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands

Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand

Get them niggas for all you can

I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man

Yeah I know yall niggas can say fuck them hoes

But not on this one

I’m doing this one for my bitches

All bitches of all bitches

And fuck them flaw bitches

Okay, play wit' it

Ms Trina

New Millennium

Year 2000

Slip -n- slide

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