Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) That's I done stepped my game up and my frame up
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be fake it
Shake the with it the shake 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, this wooden leather You can catch me, South Beach, in the top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, dance floor, like whatever,
I keep it hood for you 'Cause on the down low, mama, what's good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) Bottle of for ya, me in a mini for ya you some love, that's 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 come cheap So you break Trina off, if you really want the right young freak
good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet But first I need that new It be a crime being this fine And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh
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
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? 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 clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Hair fixed, nails stay fixed Keep niggaz hotter than project 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 the jeans look like they was painted on me And my shoe game, oh, so I'm what your taste need 'cause I'm so delicious
Diamond Princess, how could you forget Slip-N-Slide Records and the hood be my I'm the baddest thing the block And you the saddest stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss three O five, pecan thighs Pretty brown in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' from a bottle Grown women say, I'm they role model, 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 little for ya? Make it 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? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Now my real bitches at, that be takin' it off And keep them playas straight, 'em off That's how you do that And won't lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
It's smokin' on a crib, lightin' 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 me, baby
and shoes by Louis, Gucci All from the pretty 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 wobbly 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 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? me to do my little 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
Shake the shake it the shake with it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake it the shake with it Don't be with it
Shake the shake it the shake with it Shake the shake it Don't be fake it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, what's 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 than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky me, baby, come on And ain't no high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky with me,