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2004
You know the
(Ahhhhhhh) Trina!
This is a premiere
Trina, to 'em

it up
You wanna see me heated y'all (pick it up)
You don't wanna see me y'all (pick it up)
You don't wanna see me heated (tell me why girl)
Bitch I'll yo ass up
(Repeat 1x)

Bad bitch from the South keep locked
Any run her mouth will get dropped
See me in the six, dropped
You ain't heard, my so good it could resurrect 'Pac
Trina ride on a track, never a pit stop
You only on the radio you fucked a disc jock
Saturday, let the Cris pop
Me and Lil' Bre, Von Dutch, to the Flip-Flops
Hop out of the G-5 and on to the jet
You in that Nissan, that's why you get respect
Everywhere I go, I got cameras
You the preview, I'm the main
Yes ya man is watchin', you all mad
Ya' heart beat every time I walk past
My head hard, but I got a soft ass
I play the role
Don't me get off glass

Shit can't stop, freaky BG's, wit' da tanktop
me I ain't hot
If you think not hoe catch shots
This nigga thinkin' I'm sweatin' his watch
You need more that, to get in my thighs
A car that fly, maybe a in the sky
I know you wanna it up right quick
And I was the first bitch Kobe cheated on his wit'
Tight shit, Diamond
Don't be the first on my hit list
Trust me, that's not a good
I'm a Vet, you a Rook, hoes get shook
Bitch, go and a book
Find somethin' to
You workin' my nerves like a time job
5 years in the game, still
We can do the damn thing, get me heated

Miss Trina, of the game
Act up, hoes get ready for pain
No talk, I don't let 'em
Off the chain from city in the South
or with are the same
Drunk in the club, stay spittin' they game
He wanna make love
But I'd they brains
Better eat it I can't walk straight
And if Chingy tried, he'll prolly talk straight
I'm that that you hate, gettin' paid to rap
Busta forgot his rhymes when I it clap
I'm the first to put Dade on the map
I touch my toes, ya' man in his lap
Hypno and Cris might have me tonight
And if you can't feel this, you touchin' it right (shhhit)
I Cali got my back
And you turn it up
And hit the lights, bitch ya' back