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| One, two, three and to the fo'
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| Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa
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| (Cool and Dre, y’all did it again, uh)
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| Get naughty, go hisp' a lil' mo (wooooo, whattup Dre?)
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| Go, grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (listen)
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (I see you Cali)
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo' (uh)
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| I don’t know what you’ve been told
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| But I’m back bitches, yep I’m back niggas
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| Yeah I’m hearin rumors that my house foreclosed
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| So I, pack a bag and build a crib with mo' - woo!
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| Mo' rooms with mo' space — you like dat?
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| Mo' shoes it’s okay — go buy dat
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| I been settin trends befo' this rap shit
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| And I been gettin bread befo' «You don’t know Nann bitch»
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| Uhh, now it’s so fine, you know I’m
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| Always into somethin sittin on some crispy chrome right
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| Twenty-fo's like a strobe light
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| Your girl Trina got a Ninja that can go the whole night
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| Uhh, you hear that sound?
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| That’s the Bentley GT Coupe, stare that down
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| Doin a buck fifty, shift the gear back down
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| On my way to free, I’m fin' to tear that down, now
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| One, two, three and to the fo'
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| Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa
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| Get naughty, go hisp' a lil' mo
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| Go, grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
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| Grab somebody shake ya ass some mo'
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| I know you like the way it’s goin down tonight
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| The DJ’s in the groove and shit it sounds so right
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| Hold up, it’s amazin, so so contagious
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| I’m so, impatient, my body’s on fire
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| So, stop your pacin, don’t, keep me waitin
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| Homey grab my waist, set my body on fire
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| I don’t need to drink just to get loose
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| All it takes a big WOO and guess who?
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| I’ma stay wit’cha
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| We can do it all night, I ain’t playin wit’cha
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| Your girl got it bad, got to work it out
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| Put you on your back, it’s a fact, yeah I could turn you out
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| Now — roll it up, we could burn it out
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| Get your stamina up, c’mon, lemme hear you count — woo!
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| Motherfuckers love the way I swing my ass up
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| And bitches hate to see me when I tip my glass up
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| But I don’t give a fuck I’m up in V.I.P
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| Drunk off V.S.O.P., you know how we stunt
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| Take the «Diamond Princess» for play play
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| I’ll do you worser than they did that dumb bitch on «Dre Day»
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| Uhh, the West coast call me YAY-YAYYY
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| I’m from Miami, Dade where they sip the ye-ye
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| Uhh, Trina, best believe I
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| Keep a rubber band full of hundreds in between I
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| Hit the scene with a million dollar dream I
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| Triple the scene, covers of the magazines fly
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| Overseas ride in the limousine, try
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| Shittin on me I’ll put yo' ass to sleep, try
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| Findin a bitch that can go harder than me, why
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| Try cause ain’t nobody hotter than me, NOW |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sum Mo , by - Trina. Song from the album The Glamorest Life, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп