Trina

Trina - Shawty Say lyrics

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Shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit

Shawty shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit [x3]



Hes a beast hes a dog

Hes a to the left problem

Tryna thel them lies

Hopin that I won't solve em

I call him

Voicemail pickin straight up

Should I gps him

Damn right staight up

My mind keep tellin me

I'm bout to earn a felony

You'll never get the best of me

Rushin fast tryna see

Why the maybachs top is somewhere where you'll never be

3 o clock in the mornin

You should be next to me

I hope it ain't kimberly

It better not be tiffany

It's prolly that ebony

How this dude be tryin me

Juss wined and dined everything is fine

It don't work like that I put in too much time

Damn I'm in shock can't believe what I see

He ain't with that one chick

He in the back with all three

Low down dirty ass cheatin lame n****

Don't make me put this finger on this trigga!



Shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit

Shawty shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit [x8]



Naw I ain't shoot him

Cause he ain't worth that

The purse he bought yesterday

I took that shit back

I got them 12 stacks

I bleached all his clothes

So he knows what's gonna happen when he mess with other hoes

I burned all his shoes

I swiped all his cards

Ordered gucci off the internet and sold it in the yard

Sucker went dead broke in just three hours

After the transaction his house turned towers

I called his momma up she said she feel my pain

She told me if she was me she would of did the same thing

Yea I kept the ring juss switched the finger

To the middle one cause it's f u n****

Was a diamond in the ruff

I ain't never played tuff

Til you got outta line doin all that dumb stuff

This n**** had it good I could sworn dis was it

Come to find out that n**** wasn't shit



Shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit

Shawty shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit [x8]



Ladies if ya know a n**** cheatin and he late night creepin

Telephone stay ringin with the boys every weekend

Takes a look and peekin making sure you ain't seein

Then you know that n**** ain't shit

If he don't answer his phone and his car ain't parked at home

And you know he love to bone cause he hate to be alone

And you catch him with a shone and you say that he is grown

Then you know that n**** ain't shit

If his momma lie for him and his brother do to

And his sister say girl he gonna do what he do

And you know hes tellin lies tryna make you think they true

Then you know that n**** ain't shit

If he say that he was workin and you juss came through

And his boss say he called in with the flu

When you check his voicemail some chicks sayin where are you

You know that n**** ain't shit



Shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit

Shawty shawty say the n**** that she with ain't shit [x8]
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