Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) That's I done my game up and sexed my frame up
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the shake it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake 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 mean in the thong, behind this wooden You can catch me, Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the of somebody, dance 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 Henny for ya, me in a for ya Show you some love, if I got any for ya
I could make it from the dollars to the for ya Back to 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 should be a crime being 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 dance for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
Want me to do my dance 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 like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Hair stay fixed, nails fixed Keep hotter than project grits Paparazzi know if I'm gay Well I'm the reason why Shaq to M I A
Drop it like low, your old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look like they was on me And my game, oh, so vicious I'm what your taste need 'cause I'm so delicious
Diamond Princess, how could you forget Slip-N-Slide Records and the be my witness I'm the baddest thing walkin' the And you the saddest stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss three O five, butter thighs Pretty brown in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, from a gold bottle Grown women say, I'm they model, swallow that
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? 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 dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my little for ya? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Now where my real bitches at, be takin' it off And keep playas straight, breakin' 'em off how you do that there And Trina lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
like smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on lips, on your lips And ain't no high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky with me,
Purses and shoes by Louis, All from the pretty face and ghetto you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, Until you to it 'til the morn, baby
I'm sexual and intellectual Could do us both, just so And I could on it And take my phone calls like you can't me on it
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 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
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the with it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the with it be fake with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know good for you, baby, uh I keep it hood for you, 'Cause on the down low, mama, know 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 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,