| Uh Yea, Oh Yea
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| Trin’Bein I’ve Got Ya Yea I’m On That Syzurp my Ya Off Tha
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| Hey! |
| Heyyy!
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| Go by the name of Weezie F.
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| An fuck em out the belly store with ten bags?
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| Fly as a mutha fucka girly on my staple
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| Cause her friends say I’m a tummy sucker
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| Don’t go below the navel
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| I’m up in Lil Haiti
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| I’m blowin on Jamaica
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| I’m in the pimp a beemer
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| I’m with a salt shaker
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| Now I’m in Dade County
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| I see some thick bitches
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| I try to holla at em But they all trick bitches
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| I think Trina sexy
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| Mama ya wine fine
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| And on the hush hush
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| We need some quiet time
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| Yea I’m a ridah ma The Birdman’s boy
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| He on CA$H MONEY
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| All three on CA$H MONEY?
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| Yea and I put her on CA$H MONEY
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| She start wobblin that ass for me She start modelin
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| She see the models in the Maybach
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| She call me Weezie F. Baby
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| And she make sure she say that
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| See a fly nigga baby yea I don’t trip
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| Just give em lil thigh?
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| Mama give em lil hip
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| And if you see a fly bitch
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| nigga holla don’t trip
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| Break her off a few dollars
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| Take her on a few trips
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| Give em lil thigh
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| Mama give em lil hip
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| Then you give em Lil’Wayne
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| Give em a lil nip
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| And if you see a fly bitch
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| Nigga holla don’t trip
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| Break her off a few dollars
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| Take her on a few trips
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| Now I’m the daughter of a madam
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| Inside of a pink phantom
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| If ya man got that cash
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| Then best believe I met him
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| Cause I’m sharp as a machete
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| And I cuss like great?
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| Niggas call me Betty Crocker
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| Cause my cakes stay plenty
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| Got stacks on top of stacks
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| I’m cuppin’a meal ticket
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| No matter the consequence
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| My emphasis is to get it It’s Trina Weezie F. Baby
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| Manny handle the scripts
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| It’s all reminiscent to Gladys night in the pips?
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| All my niggas jump around
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| Girls jump on that dick
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| It aint gonna be no standin around
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| Now lets get crunk in this bitch
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| And ladies
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| Show em yo shit
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| A lil hip a lil thigh
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| More pleasure for the eye
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| And the more a nigga try
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| You can find me stretched out
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| In my 850i
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| Or my big 600
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| Believe Trina done it Believe them diamonds studded
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| Stay flooded like a damn
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| Chase grams cause I am what I am Don’t give a damn
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| Go Back to the lesson at hand
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| Stick to my plan
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| When it comes to seein man after man
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| Don’t give a damn about his car or his friends
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| Wh Wh WhWhat
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| Cause I’m gonna make my on ends
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| That’s WhWhat’s up Ladies lets say you want a man
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| But don’t kno how to do it
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| Dirty dance with em Put a lil back into it Go catch a wall shorty
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| End up at the mall sporty
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| Try to dog waddy?
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| Make em spend it all on ya Yep and make that nigga ball for ya Then have him beggin for that kitty kat
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| Wining and dining for that ass
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| Give him none of that
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| Just let him kno
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| Say make a bitch rich
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| Cause the badest bitch taught you that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Trip , by - Trina. Song from the album The Glamorest Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп