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[Lil Wayne] [Trina] Unh, Chyeah, oh, chyeah Trin Bean I got ya Yeah (Ms. Trina) I'm a lil sensitive ma You all good, unh, ay, Colli!! [Lil Wayne] Go by the name of Weezy F and I'm walkin' out the Bally store with ten bags Fly as a motherfucker girlie on my staple Cause her friend say I'm a tummy sucker Don't go below the navel I'm up in little Haiti (yeah), I'm blowin' on Jamaica (yeah) I'm in a pepper Beamer (yeah), I'm with a saltshaker (yeah) Now I'm in Dade county (yeah), I see some thick bitches (yeah) I try to holla at 'em but they all trick bitches (damn!) I think Trina sexy (oh!), mama you wine-fine (yep!) And on the hush-hush (oh!) we need some quiet time (shh!) Yeah I'm all right ma [laughter], the Birdman's boy [laughter] He own Cash Money, I pre-own Cash Money Yeah, and I put her on Cash Money She start wobblin' that ass for me (whoa!) She start modelin'(whoa!) She see the models in the Maybach (whoa!) She call me Weezy F baby and she make sure she say that Letras de canciones[Chorus] If you see a fly nigga baby yeah I don't trip Just give him lil' thigh mama give him lil' hip And if you see a fly bitch nigga holla don't trip Break her off a few dollars take her on a few trips Give him lil' thigh mama give him lil' hip Then you give him lil' wind-up, give him lil' dip If you see a fly bitch nigga holla don't trip Break her off a few dollars take her on a few trips [Trina] Now I'm the daughter of the Madam inside of a pink Phantom If your man got that cash then best believe I'm at him Cause I'm sharp as a machete and I cuss like great (that's right) Niggaz call me Betty Crocker cause my cake stay plenty Got stacks on top of stacks, I'm cuppin' a mill ticket No matter the consequence my emphasis is to get it It's Trina, Weezy F baby, Mannie handle the script It's so reminiscent to Gladys Knight and the Pips (that's right) All my niggaz jump around girls jump on that dick It ain't gone be no standin' round now let's get crunk in this bitch And ladies show him your shit a lil' hip, a lil' thigh Mo' pleasure for the eye and the mo' a nigga try (that's right) You can find me stretched out in my eight-fifty yacht Or my big six hundred believe Trina done it Believe I'm diamond studded stay flooded like a dam Chase grands cause I am what I am, don't give a damn, go! [Chorus] [Trina] Back to the lesson at hand stick to my plan When it comes to seeing man after man, don't give a damn Bout his cars or his grands, what, what, what, what, what Cause I'ma make my own ends and that's what what's up Ladies, let say you want a man (yeah) but don't know how to do it (yeah) Dirty dance with him put a lil' back into it (yeah) Go catch a wall shawty, end up at the malls thought he Tried to dog waldy make him spend it all on ya (damn!) Yep! And make that nigga ball for ya Then have him beggin' for that kitty kat (oh!) Winin' and dinin' for that ass give him none of that Just let him know, say "Make a bitch rich" cause the baddest bitch taught you that [Chorus] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! From Letras Mania