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Trina( Katrina Laverne Taylor )
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Don't Trip
Unh, chyeah, oh, chyeah Trin Bean, I got ya Yeah (Ms. Trina) I'm a lil' sensitive, ma You all good, unh, ay, Colli
Go by the name of Weezy F And I'm walkin' out the Bally store with ten bags Fly as a motherfucker girlie on my staple 'Cause her friend say I'm a tummy sucker Don't go below the navel
I'm up in little Haiti (Yeah) I'm blowin' on Jamaica (Yeah) I'm in a pepper Beamer (Yeah) I'm with a saltshaker (Yeah)
Now I'm in Dade County (Yeah) I see some thick bitches (Yeah) I try to holla at 'em but they all trick bitches (Damn)
I think Trina sexy (Oh) Mama you wine-fine (Yep)
And on the hush-hush (Oh) We need some quiet time (Shush) Yeah I'm all right ma, the Birdman's boy He own Cash Money, I pre-own Cash Money
Yeah, and I put her on Cash Money She start wobblin' that ass for me (Whoa) She start modelin' (Whoa)
She see the models in the Maybach (Whoa) She call me Weezy F, baby and she make sure she say that
If you see a fly nigga, baby yeah, I don't trip Just give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip And if you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip Then you give him lil' wind up, give him lil' dip If you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of the madam inside of a pink Phantom If your man got that cash then best believe I'm at him 'Cause I'm sharp as a machete and I cuss like great (That's right) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Niggaz call me Betty Crocker 'cause my cake stay plenty
Got stacks on top of stacks, I'm cuppin' a mill' ticket No matter the consequence my emphasis is to get it It's Trina, Weezy F baby, Mannie handle the script It's so reminiscent to Gladys Knight and The Pips (That's right)
All my niggaz jump around, girls jump on that dick It ain't gone be no standin' 'round, now let's get crunk in this bitch And ladies show him your shit, a lil' hip, a lil' thigh Mo' pleasure for the eye and the mo' a nigga try (That's right)
You can find me stretched out in my eight fifty yacht Or my big six hundred, believe Trina done it Believe I'm diamond studded, stay flooded like a dam Chase grands 'cause I am what I am, don't give a damn, go
If you see a fly nigga, baby yeah, I don't trip Just give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip And if you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip Then you give him lil' wind up, give him lil' dip If you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Back to the lesson at hand, stick to my plan When it comes to seeing man after man, don't give a damn 'Bout his cars or his grands, what, what, what, what, what? 'Cause I'ma make my own ends and that's what what's up
Ladies, let say you want a man (Yeah) But don't know how to do it (Yeah) Dirty dance with him put a lil' back into it (Yeah)
Go catch a wall, shawty, end up at the malls thought he Tried to dog Waldy make him spend it all on ya (Damn) Yep, And make that nigga ball for ya
Then have him beggin' for that kitty kat (Oh) Winin' and dinin' for that ass, give him none of that Just let him know, say 'Make a bitch rich', 'cause the baddest bitch taught you that
If you see a fly nigga, baby yeah, I don't trip Just give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip And if you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Give him lil' thigh, mama, give him lil' hip Then you give him lil' wind up, give him lil' dip If you see a fly bitch nigga, holla, don't trip Break her off a few dollars, take her on a few trips
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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