Trina Lyrics
Trina Lyrics
"Nann Nigga Lyrics"
Last Exit For The Lost Lyrics
Would you pay life's pleasures to see me Does it hurt for I want you to remain I run your hair through in another decade Summerland holds me in sumerian haze Pain in places where the lovers mourn Arranging the play things up and down the hall Forever remain for every day My honour remains Forever remain Between the spaces along the wall Appearing faces that disappear at dawn We're getting closer I can see the door Closer and closer Kthulhu calls
Would you pay life's pleasures to see me Does it hurt for I want you to remain I run your hair through in another decade Summerland holds me in sumerian haze Pain in places where the lovers mourn Arranging the play things up and down the hall Forever remain for every day My honour remains Forever remain Between the spaces along the wall Appearing faces that disappear at dawn We're getting closer I can see the door Closer and closer Kthulhu calls
(trina) hell nah i don't wanna holla at no mother fuckin trick
he over there smelling like boonk and hennesey and shit hell no
(taterhead)
i'm saying though what you got a playa back there just trying to say what's up
(trina talking)
hell no' don't wanna holla at him that's right
(trick Daddy)
hold up bitch
hold up bitch
hold up hoe
check it out
(trick Daddy)
hoe you don't know nann nigga uh -uh
that'll represent like me
who'll say some shit like me
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
who do the shit that I do
Run through yo whole lil' crew
Pay for it if I got to
Hoe you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
That'll run off in yo house
Put the gun off in yo mouth
Blow yo motherfucking brains out
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
Who'll fall off in the club
Free drinks for the show some love
Take the bar home for the thugs
Bitch y
You better not come home Lyrics
RAP: U can’t be trusted, boy you got busted, got me angry and disgusted, what’s this, attitude no gratitude, what you doin’ on the side boy, got me mad at you, but what I’m bout to do it tighten up, get rough, had enough, what’s up, times are about to get real tough, - cause your covers got blown, now you out on your own - so you know you better not come back home. Better not, better not, better not come home you better not come home
ou don't know nann nigga uh-uhRAP: U can’t be trusted, boy you got busted, got me angry and disgusted, what’s this, attitude no gratitude, what you doin’ on the side boy, got me mad at you, but what I’m bout to do it tighten up, get rough, had enough, what’s up, times are about to get real tough, - cause your covers got blown, now you out on your own - so you know you better not come back home. Better not, better not, better not come home you better not come home
Who know mo' niggas than me
Who do mo' killings than me
And weigh mo' dope dealings than me
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
You don't know nann nigga
That dress fresher than me
And you don't know nann nigga that wear mo' Polo shit than me
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
Who do mo' freaky stuff
Eat the coochie wit the legs up
Then I blow it all in yo butt
And I don't know nann hoe uh-uh
Who liked the dick like you
Who'll bite the dick like you
On a dikey bitch like you
And I don't like a bitch like you
I'll fight a bitch like you
Ol' trifling bitch like you
Ain't no telling what you might do
Bitch you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
Hoe you don't know nann nigga uh-uh
[Trina talkin]
Uh-Uh-Uh
Hold up who the fuck this nigga think he is
I ain't ashamed of nothing I do
Hold up check this shit out
[Trina]
You don't know nann
Sweet Summer Lyrics
He had a freezer full of otter pops Push ups, drum sticks and dreamsicles And a paint chipped change box Full of sticky quarters, dimes and nickles It was automatic when we heard that song Run home and get your money before he's gone Lookin' underneath the Chrysler, in the driveway Hey, dad whatchya doin' The smell of summer twilight There was always somebody barbeque'n Truth or dare with the kids on our road Hide and seek, till your mama called you home
hoe uh-uhHe had a freezer full of otter pops Push ups, drum sticks and dreamsicles And a paint chipped change box Full of sticky quarters, dimes and nickles It was automatic when we heard that song Run home and get your money before he's gone Lookin' underneath the Chrysler, in the driveway Hey, dad whatchya doin' The smell of summer twilight There was always somebody barbeque'n Truth or dare with the kids on our road Hide and seek, till your mama called you home
Don' been the places I been
Who can spend the grands that I spend
Fuck bout 5 or 6 best friends
And you don't know nann hoe uh-uh
That's off the chain like me
That'll floss the thang like me
On a awful thang like me
You don't know nann hoe uh-uh
That sell more ass than me
You know nann hoe
That'll make you come like me
Nigga you don't know nann hoe uh-uh
That don' tried all types of shit
Who quick to deep throat the dick
And let another bitch straight lick the clit
Now you don't know nann hoe uh-uh
That'll keep it wet like me
Make it come back to back like me
Lick a nigga nut sack like me
Now you don't know nann hoe uh-uh
That'll ride the dick on the dime
Who love to fuck all the time
One who's pussy fatter than mine
Bitch you don't know nann hoe
[Trick Daddy]
Hold up baby hold up
What you said you'll do bitch
[Trina]
Nigga you heard what I motherfucking said
[Trick Daddy]
Wel
It's not easy Lyrics
You can listen to what I say, Or you can turn the other way Don't be kind just to please my heart, But please don't tear my heart apart. It's not easy, the world was meant for me to roam, I'm not crazy, to want to go back home. Sometimes there's no sun in the sky, Sometimes the sun gets in my eyes And then the past is just a game, And destiny is not to blame For the reason, the world was meant for me to roam, I'm not crazy, to want to go back home Where the g
l baby if you gon' be doin' all thisYou can listen to what I say, Or you can turn the other way Don't be kind just to please my heart, But please don't tear my heart apart. It's not easy, the world was meant for me to roam, I'm not crazy, to want to go back home. Sometimes there's no sun in the sky, Sometimes the sun gets in my eyes And then the past is just a game, And destiny is not to blame For the reason, the world was meant for me to roam, I'm not crazy, to want to go back home Where the g
You need to be on my team
Cuz I'm the realest nigga you motherfucking know
[Trina]
Well if you want me you know how to find me
Taterhead got the number
[Trick Daddy]
Tater boy bet they help Tater boy
Ha ha ha hah
[Trick Daddy]
Bitch you know nann nigga
That keep it knocked like me
That keep it hot like me
One who'll chop the chops like me
Bitch you know nann nigga
Wit connections wit the mob
Money millions for stars
And the Lexus flexin hard
Bitch you know nanna nigga
Who representin they grill
In Miami is where I live
And this is how I pay my bills
I love livin here
It be straight thuggin livin here
And all my thug niggas here
We be ballin'up in here
Bitch you know nann nigga
Bitch you know nann nigga
No no bitch you know nann nigga
Oh you know nann nigga
Bitch you know nann nigga
Bitch you know nann nigga
No no bitch you know nann nigga