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Trina Reveals All

B R Right

(feat. Ludacris)

[trina:] i want my ass smacked
[luda:] legs wide
[trina:] front back
[luda:] side to side
[trina:] pussy wet
[luda:] slip n slide
[luda:] yep everythin gon be alright

[trina:] ass smaked
legs wide
[trina:] front back
[luda:] side to side
[trina:] pussy wet
[luda:] slip n slide
[luda:] yep everythin gon be alright

[TRINA]
wait bitch, imma blow my kisses,
get pist and throw my dishes,
yall niggas know jus who this is,
woo woo, and the head so vicious.

with me, this shit gon cost,
you short? then thas yo lost,
you know this ass is soft,
make a nigga goto breakin off.

tell me that you love me baby,
get high and fuck me crazy,
get a towel and wipe me off,
you want a bitch wit no type of flaws.

my gurls be shoppin hard,
these hoes be buyin cars,
in the club buyin bars,
nipples hard in designer bras

from the niggas who gettin chese,
throw back in the crispy g's,
moet? Criss on freeze,
laugh at the tab, cause this on me.

me and luda in the cut supreme,
doin things jus to touch the creme,
so many names wana fuck the queen,
i live a life like its jus a dream.

[CHORUS]

[LUDA]
get it right beother, jump,
gimme the beat then imma make it bump,
tell em wutcha wana hear, damn, lets get cam,
trouble witcha man, imma pop my trunk.

you aint seen no chicks like mine,
you aint seen no flicks like mine,
bet i make you cum next to the subwoofers and my 6x9's.

tell me that you like it raw,
tell me that my dick is MUAH!!!
i might make you famous, and buy you watches by Maurice Lacroix

tell me if its new or old,
tell me if its hot or cold,
let me know if its black & bold,
say ludacris 6 million sold.

see i aint got no time for games,
and i aint got no times for lames,
how you lovin my southern slang,
ooo eee walla walla bing bang.

so anytime you need me call,
winter, summer, spring, or fall
it doesnt matter come one come all,
either get dropped or drop them draws.

[CHORUS]

[TRINA]
diamond, princess,
just mind, your buisness,
these rumors, are senseless,
your whispers, are endless.

we livin ghetto fab,
we spendin hella cash,
this girl is hella bad,
your choice is trailer trash.

too much, taste for whores,
you seen me grace the source
your watched me work, the vibe
bitches, i works for mine.

one time, for these divas,
two times, for these visas,
third time i come im breezin,
the ice...just keeps on freezin.

hold up imma keep it goin,
back to back imma keep on blowin
platinum plaques, keepin it up,
wet sex, keepin it good.

look girl, you dont know my angle,
a hundred thou with a platinum bengal,
my niggas'll slow your roll,
pussy power, we in control.

[CHROUS]

yea, thas right....im back again...round two mother fuckers. thas rite im
talkin greece. im a arrogant lil mother fucker huh? thas rite im rich, im
that bitch, thas rite. im about show yall how to pimp this shit. im fuckin
niggas in the face, the game is mine 2003, fuck that. fuck all yall haters,
fuck all yall bitches, get a life. you got too much time on your hands. i
want yall bitches to get a job, up your game. pimp your game up baby, its
all about me this time, fuck that. fuck a dime, im a silva dolla, holla.
catch me when i come off tour, fuck yall. im out.

Told Y'all

(feat. Rick Ross)

[Trina]
let me put my left foot in the game now
put my right foot in the game now
let me show y'all what I'm workin wit
time to slide to the dance floor

[Verse 1]
hair do nails done thats us
new car paper tags thats us
new gear hot shit thats us
keep niggas like thats us
where my get money honeys at right here
where my iced out bitches at right here
where my gold gettin bitches at right here
where my silver spoon women at right here
you the shit girl let that nigga know
the rent due girl let that nigga know
enjoyin yourself let that nigga know
the sex good girl let that nigga know
hold up y'all its my turn now
hold up y'all its our turn now
its our turn now its our turn now

[Chorus]
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now

[Verse 2]
blow up show up
you a hatin ass bitch so what
im the baddest bitch sure nuff
they know my clique so tough
you wanna do what hold up
switch up flows
drop tops 6 fo's
keep up with me I'm on the west coast
I get love from the bloods & crypts they love the hips
hottest shit in the south they love the hip
me trick brick duece mobb c-o get loose
slip & slide here forever stop askin
I step out & camera's start flashin

[Chorus]
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now

[Rick Ross]
let me put the cris in the game now
let me put the crypt in the game now
let me pop the x in the game
let me show y'all what I'm workin wit

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
y'all niggas wanna fuck wit ross
point a mile who really wanna touch the boss
I ride around all the time no tints on the benz
cell phone flipped out lookin sick on the rims now
name a nigga who could fuck wit me
name a nigga who could flow wit me
east to west coast I'm the best wit toast
attack ta blow I'm aimin at your neck & throat
now naked hoes givin neck for dope
ba gets and roes and the lex and glow
im a killa y'all niggas I'm the best you know
rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now
smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times
spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now

[Chorus]
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now
I told y'all ass to get down now

Da Baddest Bitch

(feat. Trick Daddy)

[Trick Daddy (Trina)]
Who's bad? Who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's bad?
(Wait hold up)
Who's bad?

[Trina]
I'm representin' for the bitches
All eyes on your riches
No time for the little dicks
You see the bigger the dick
The bigger the bank, the bigger the Benz
The better the chance to get close to his rich friends
I'm going after the big man
G-string make his dick stand
Make it quick then slow head by the night stand
Like lightning I wanna nigga with a wedding ring
Bank accounts in the Philippines
Blank note to take everything
See I fuck him in the living room
While his children home
I make him eat it while my period on
A little nasty ho, red-bone but a classy ho
Young jazzy ho and don't be scared
If you're curious just ask me hoes
And yes dick sucking comes quite natural
I'm da baddest bitch what

[Trick Daddy (Trina)]
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?

[Trina (Trick Daddy)]
See I hate hoes who take their niggas on talk shows and for hoes
(Y'all sold fool)
See if I'm ever crossed or ever caught up in the cross
And if it's your fault ho, I'm going off ho
See I'm unemployed with no boss ho
While y'all sucking dick for free I'm broke off ho
See it pays to be the boss ho
Shit that's how you floss hoes
X-rated elevated, buck naked
And I'd probably fuck your daddy
if your mammie wasn't playa hatin'
Cause I'm da baddest bitch
I'm da baddest bitch what

[Trick Daddy (Trina)]
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?

[Trina]
I got game for young hoes
Don't grow to be a dumb hoe, that's a no-no
See if you off the chains
Stay ahead of the game, save up buy a condo
Sell the pussy by the grands
And in months you own a Benz
Another week a set of rims
See if I had the chance to be a virgin again
I'd be fucking by the time I'm ten
See off glass is my motto
Dick suckin in the auto
Quick fuckin 'bout to follow
On the back of the truck
Or when I'm dead ass drunk
But I don't get high though
I never took it up the ass
Often tried but I pass
And from what I heard it ain't bad
I'm a curious bitch who took off to get broke off
From the baby's dad
Cause I'm da baddest bitch

[Trick Daddy (Trina)]
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Shit I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(That's right I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad?

No Panties

(feat. Tweet & Missy)

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

[Trina:]
Look boo what da deal
you got my cash for you up in here
I know you be packing the steel
but I can't suck a dick
and get my lipstick smeared
fuck nigga don't be grabing my braids
you got some cash then I'm easily
persuade this ass thats all it
takes see I can last all night
and all day Miss Trina zem zema
had a Bema I got me a Benz and some rims
tinted windows and some tens
I tell you time again I fine enough
to even take your mens look a here
slim I swear the South Beach let me
speak for you touch me you gonna treat
and put some sandtins on my feet
take me to the beach
now I'm a show you a real freak
oww

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

[Trina:]
Trick you ain't gotta like me
Oh you his wifey
I think your man like me
he had me in the car
with his hand on my bra
breathing in my face
saying
TRI-NA
I ain't trying a disrespect
I'm just trying to keep you in check
see I ain't done yet
shoot I'm the type of chick break
up happy homes like Trick
so mo easy joe you so and so
I'm a superwoman you don't know
Damn I look good
Talk trash in your hood
and if you man want you
daddy would Missunderstood
Slip and slide Miss Trina
been sold out the arena
like a rock and roll singer
you hate me you get the finger
all up in my gut playa what

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free

[Trina:]
Hey playa whats the word
watch my hips don't you like these cruves
I wanna crib in the deep suburbs
2 dogs and a mocking bird
Versae sprad on my water
and give me some head give me some head
Miss Trina likes kicks all red and I'm the first to say
I'm the badest chick

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free
No panties comeing off
my love is gonna cost
cause ain't no way
that you gonna get up
in this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

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