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 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) Shake the shake 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 of somebody, dance floor, like whatever, drop
I keep it hood for you 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's 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 come cheap So you gotta Trina off, if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good, pumps, skeet, 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? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, 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 clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Hair stay fixed, stay fixed Keep niggaz hotter than grits Paparazzi wanna if I'm gay I'm the reason why Shaq came to M I A
Drop it like it's low, your old man would've on me Maybe because the jeans look like they was on me And my shoe game, oh, so I'm what taste buds need 'cause I'm so delicious
Diamond Princess, how could you this? Slip-N-Slide Records and the be my witness I'm the baddest walkin' the block And you the saddest stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss O five, butter pecan thighs Pretty eyes in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' from a gold Grown say, I'm they role 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 little for ya? (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) it, shake it
Now where my bitches at, that be takin' it off And keep them straight, breakin' 'em off That's how you do that And Trina lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
It's like smokin' on a crib, up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' of me up on your lips, on your lips And ain't no better than me, baby me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,
Purses and shoes by Louis, All the pretty face and ghetto booty you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, Until you to beat it the morn, baby
I'm sexual and intellectual 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 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 like my 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
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the shake it be fake with it
Shake the shake it the shake with it Shake the shake it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it the shake with it Don't be fake it
Shake the with it Shake the with it the shake with it Don't be fake 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 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, Okay, kay, kay, kay
And ain't no high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky with me, baby, on And ain't no high than me, baby Call me sunshine you could the sky with me, baby