Trina
Trina - Hot Commodity lyrics
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Drum Major... yea its that real shit (feel me x2) laid back, lay back up in this pussy feel better than a lottery dont lie to me i'm a hot commodity six figures from a nigga cause he gotta be dont lie to me i'm what you tryna be I'm a big girl not a lil' girl, i had a real man, move a real girl we was real close, he had real money all he ever asked never steal from me that was real shit i'm a real bitch He told me stay real, im ma make you real rich back to reality is this real? big house on tha hill far from lincoln feild im so hood yet i wouldnt stay couldnt name a price that a nigga wouldnt pay snap my fingers he'll be over here today, if i ask he'll rub my feet for days Hook--> cause up in this pussy feel better than a lottery dont lie to me im a hot commodity six figures from a nigga cause he gotta be dont lie to me i'm what you tryna be Mirror mirror on tha wall who is tha baddest of them all dont lie to me im a hot commodity x2 [x2] there was a rebel tebel 5 minutes that lasted you tha bitch in tha flyest fashions [f**k wit a boss] Ross--> pulled up to the crib parked on tha gras tha boy so treal sparked up tha grass she so real wit all kinda ass, an 6 inch heels wit LV pass the g's and the cheese so geeze on the cheese shes so high class she needs no esteem, cover girl center fold got me spendn dough aint no trippin though cause ya boi dealn dope