Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) That's I done stepped my game up and my frame up
the shake with it Shake the with it the shake with it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) the shake with it Don't be with it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit I'm in the thong, behind this wooden leather You can catch me, Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, floor, like whatever, drop
I keep it for you baby on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) Bottle of for ya, me in a mini for ya Show you some love, if I got any for ya
I could make it the dollars to the pennies for ya Back to back it, it up and I bend it for ya But I don't cheap So you gotta break Trina off, if you want the right young freak
Pussy good, couple pumps, skeet, But first I that new Bentley It should be a crime being fine And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh
Want me to do my little for ya? me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
Want me to do my little for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
Want me to do my little for ya? me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? Make it clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Hair stay fixed, nails fixed Keep niggaz hotter than project Paparazzi wanna if I'm gay Well I'm the why Shaq came to M I A
Drop it like it's low, your old man fainted on me Maybe because the jeans like they was painted on me And my shoe game, oh, so I'm what your taste buds need I'm so delicious
Diamond Princess, how you forget this? Slip-N-Slide and the hood be my witness I'm the baddest thing walkin' the And you the saddest thing the cop
I'm three O five, butter pecan thighs Pretty brown eyes in the forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' a gold bottle Grown women say, I'm they model, swallow that
Want me to do my dance for ya? me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? Make it clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my little for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Now where my real bitches at, that be it off And keep playas straight, breakin' 'em off That's how you do that And Trina lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
It's smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' of me up on your lips, on your lips And no better high than me, baby Call me 'cause you could the sky with me, baby
Purses and by Louis, Gucci All from the face and ghetto booty you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, Until you to it 'til the morn, baby
I'm extra and intellectual Could do us both, just so And I wobbly on it And take my phone like you can't bother me on it
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
Want me to do my little for ya? Make it clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my little for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the shake it be fake with it
Shake the with it the shake with it Shake the with it Don't be with it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it hood for you, 'Cause on the low, mama, know what's good for you, baby, uh I it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay
And ain't no better than me, baby me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky me, baby, come on And ain't no better high than me, Call me 'cause you could Touch the sky me, baby