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

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

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

Shit can't stop, freaky BG's, wit' da tanktop
me I ain't hot
If you not lang hoe catch shots
This nigga thinkin' I'm sweatin' his Rolex
You need more than that, to get in my
A car that fly, a house in the sky
I know you beat it up right quick
And I was the bitch Kobe cheated on his wife wit'
Tight shit, Diamond
Don't be the name on my hit list
Trust me, that's not a good
I'm a Vet, you a Rook, better get shook
Bitch, go and a book
somethin' to slob
You workin' my nerves like a part job
5 in the game, still undefeated
We can do the damn thing, don't get me

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