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Trina

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Trina

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Look, fellas, I asked you nicely

But now I'm gettin' very irritated

For the last time, will you please stay off my freakin' grass?

That's Lido

Woah, Kenny

Stay off my grass like Stanley (Huh)

Threw me cheeks on the beach, she sandy

That was my first time in Miami

Shawty played the Trina, like: Bitch, I’m da baddest (Woo, woo)

Pull over, that ass too fat, baby

Gold in my mouth like Trick Daddy

Slippin' slidin', might take you to the house

Put it down, she don't know 'bout me

You don’t know none nigga that did it like me

Shit got wicked just like Keanu Reeves

I held it down just like them piano keys

I just fucked two of 'em, I was just on tour (I was just on tour)

I roll up, two up, it boost my IQ up

I pour that Ju up and I damn near threw up

Surprise, surprise

I’m a poster child, I prollly win a Pulitzer Prize

Pull up in a Ghost, yeah, I was in a poltergeist (Ayy)

My momma said they 'posed to lie

I look lil' baby in the eye

Speak ya' mind

She don’t understand me

Say she can’t stand me, stand me

Stay off my grass like Stanley (Huh)

Threw me cheeks on the beach, she sandy

That was my first time in Miami

Shawty played the Trina, like: Bitch, I’m da baddest (Woo, woo)

Pull over, that ass too fat, baby

Gold in my mouth like Trick Daddy

Slippin' slidin', might take you to the house

Put it down, she don't know 'bout me

I’m off the tree like parakeet

You hatin' alone, damn, that must be embarrassing

Two freaks from the East, they wanna kick it, Ka-ra-tee

Carrots in my teeth, like I'ma vegan, gotta floss, ohh

I stay wit the camp and do we ever flog? Nah

Did it large, yea' I did it large y'all

You want the static, you a walkie-talkie

Brown in my cup early, it ain't coffee

Stay off my grass like Stanley (Huh)

Threw me cheeks on the beach, she sandy

That was my first time in Miami

Shawty played the Trina, like: Bitch, I’m da baddest (Woo, woo)

Pull over, that ass too fat, baby

Gold in my mouth like Trick Daddy

Slippin' slidin', might take you to the house

Put it down, she don't know 'bout me

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