Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) That's I done stepped my game up and my frame up
Shake the shake it the shake with it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) Shake the with it Don't be fake it (Shake it)
sit right, ass sit better I'm mean in the thong, behind wooden leather You can catch me, South Beach, in the top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, floor, like whatever, drop
I keep it hood for you 'Cause on the down low, mama, know good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) of Henny for ya, me in a mini for ya Show you love, that's if I got any for ya
I could make it from the to the pennies for ya to back it, it up and then I bend it for ya But I come cheap So you gotta Trina off, if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good, couple pumps, skeet, But I need that new Bentley It be a crime being this fine And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh
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 like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Hair stay fixed, nails fixed Keep niggaz hotter project grits wanna know 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 look like was painted on me And my shoe game, oh, so I'm what your taste buds need I'm so delicious
Princess, how could you forget this? Slip-N-Slide Records and the hood be my I'm the baddest thing the block And you the saddest thing the cop
I'm Miss three O five, butter pecan Pretty brown eyes in the forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' from a bottle Grown women say, I'm role model, swallow that
Want me to do my dance for ya? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little 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) Shake it, it
Now where my bitches at, that be takin' it off And keep them straight, breakin' 'em off That's how you do there And Trina lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
It's like on a crib, lightin' up a dib one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on your lips And ain't no high than me, baby me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,
and shoes by Louis, Gucci All the pretty 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 sexual and intellectual do us both, just so professional And I wobbly on it And take my calls like you can't bother me on it
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? it clap like 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 little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the with it the shake with it Shake the with it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the with it Shake the with it be fake with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake it the shake with it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the shake it Shake the with it Don't be with it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it hood for you, on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby, uh I it hood for you, baby on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay
And ain't no better than me, baby me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me, baby, on And ain't no better high than me, Call me sunshine you could Touch the sky me, baby