Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) right I done my game up and sexed my frame up
the shake with it Shake the with it the shake with it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) Shake the with it be fake with it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit 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, dance floor, whatever, drop
I it hood for you baby 'Cause on the 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 make it from the dollars to the pennies for ya Back to back it, it up and then I it for ya But I don't come So you break Trina off, if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good, pumps, skeet, skeet But first I need that new It should be a crime being this And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh
Want me to do my little 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? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, 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
Want me to do my little for ya? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Hair stay fixed, stay fixed Keep niggaz hotter than project 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 like they was on me And my game, oh, so vicious I'm what your taste buds '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 the block And you the saddest stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss three O five, pecan thighs Pretty eyes in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Mami, drinkin' from a gold bottle Grown say, I'm they role 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
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, 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 little for ya? Make it 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 That's how you do that 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 better high than me, Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky with me,
and shoes by Louis, Gucci All from the pretty face and booty What you want, For me and you to do a porn, Until you to beat it 'til the morn,
I'm sexual and intellectual do us both, just so professional And I could on it And take my phone calls you can't bother me on it
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 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 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
Shake the shake it Shake the with it the shake with it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the shake it the shake with it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it hood for you, '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, what's good for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay
And no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine you could Touch the sky with me, baby, on And ain't no better high than me, Call me sunshine you could the sky with me, baby