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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