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 Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) Shake the shake it Don't be fake it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit I'm mean in the thong, behind this wooden You can me, South Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, dance floor, whatever, drop
I keep it for you baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, what's good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) of Henny for ya, me in a mini for ya Show you some love, if I got any for ya
I could 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 gotta break Trina off, if you really want the young freak
good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet But first I need 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 dance 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 little 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 clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Hair stay fixed, nails stay Keep hotter than project grits Paparazzi wanna if I'm gay Well I'm the why Shaq came to M I A
Drop it like it's low, old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look they was painted on me And my shoe game, oh, so I'm what your taste buds 'cause I'm so delicious
Diamond Princess, how could you forget Records and the hood be my witness I'm the thing walkin' the block And you the saddest stalkin' the cop
I'm three O five, butter pecan thighs Pretty brown eyes in the seven forty-five, you 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 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? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, 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 little 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 them playas straight, breakin' 'em off That's how you do there And won't lie to ya And it and it's 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 no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you 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 extra sexual and Could do us both, just so And I could on it And my phone calls like you can't bother me on it
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, 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 clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the with it be fake with it
Shake the with it Shake the with it Shake the with it be fake with it
Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Shake the shake 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 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 high than me, Call me 'cause you could the sky with me, baby, come on And ain't no better high than me, Call me 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,