Trinidad James

Trinidad James - You A Problem lyrics

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Niggas TR in our damn
Niggas drink, dollar signs don't forget it, bitch!
Every time behind me...
Zone three forever, shout out to the West and the East
On the real niggas, real bitches, let's go!
Why actors scared? Tell that niggas to fight some
Why she acting scared, tell that bitch to fuck some
I'm black nigga, but what I wanna say
Get that bitch a blunt or some
Now bet nigga that pussy shake
I bet nigga that pussy shake!
You best believe I'm tipping nigga
If you catch me in the pussy place
Stadium, maxim, finally doing the right thing
Keep that champagne, I'm all mildly nigga, I need water
Go game, the campaign, nigga the whole city, they know me
Come on! You all niggas know no bottle, but I swear the..
Greatest.. don't give a fuck, you can wait nigga on dash!
Hey, man I love my city, nigga
My city love me back!
And when I roll around nigga,
All they're screaming is dead, dead, dead!
The LA niggas
Chorus:
Turn it down! Boy, you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding
Turn it down! Boy you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding
Who? who? who?
The LA niggas
Turn it down! Boy you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding
Two hoes, I'm to show, fuck em, I bring that two hoes
Damn buddy, you're nasty!
Laying hope, you didn't know
I'm TJ, this is my year, best believe it my time
Shut out... with dollar signs
This new Atlanta nigga, what it do
Tax skimmed that new...
Nigga thank God for the juice, thank good for the juice!
Shout out to my young niggas
In the hood in the zone
...them young niggas be grinding!
Don't count the shoes, nigga too cheap, Balenciaga and Versaci
Made them hoes say uh yeah
Made them hoes say uh yeah
They say damn James, you need some new teeth
Ain't hear about time?
I say damn.. got you oldie
Nigga get the hell of mine
I got a new pill.. fuck nigga, you're just a child
This swag here original, niggas one hell porcupine!
For years is coasted me like too cheap.. out of the 90
Ain't none chance, so don't be magic
Where you see me, just say damn!
Chorus:
Turn it down! Boy, you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding
Turn it down! Boy you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding
Who? who? who?
The LA niggas
Turn it down! Boy you're a problem!
Them niggas mad, cause of your niggas grinding

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