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 shake it the shake with it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake it (Lil' Scrappy) the shake with it Don't be fake it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit I'm mean in the thong, behind this leather You can me, South Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, dance floor, like whatever,
I it hood for you baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, what's good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) Bottle of Henny for ya, me in a for ya you some love, that's 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 Trina off, if you really want the right young freak
good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet But first I need new Bentley It should be a crime being fine And I get what I want, I let 'em see it behind, oh
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 little for ya? Make it like my hands 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 stay Keep niggaz hotter project grits wanna know if I'm gay Well I'm the why Shaq came to M I A
Drop it it's low, your old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look they was painted on me And my game, oh, so vicious I'm what taste buds need 'cause I'm so delicious
Princess, how could you forget this? Slip-N-Slide and the hood be my witness I'm the thing walkin' the block And you the thing stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss three O five, butter thighs 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 they model, swallow that
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, 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) 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 dance 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 them playas straight, 'em off That's how you do there And Trina lie to ya And it and it's fly to ya
It's like smokin' on a crib, up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on your And no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine you could the sky with me, baby
Purses and by Louis, Gucci All from the pretty and ghetto booty you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, Until you to beat it 'til the morn,
I'm extra sexual and Could do us both, so professional And I wobbly on it And my phone calls like you can't bother me on it
Want me to do my little 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
Want me to do my little for ya? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be with it
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the shake it be fake with it
Shake the shake 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 Don't be with it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's for you, baby, uh I it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, Okay, kay, kay, kay
And no better high than me, baby Call me 'cause you could the sky with me, baby, come on And ain't no high than me, baby Call me 'cause you could Touch the sky me, baby