(feat. 24 Karatz)



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[trina] Ball wit me playboy what's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris, you needa pop a few

[24] Look here I'll pop a few If you pop a few

[trina] Nigga I'll buy up the bar fron 1 to 2

[24] Look here I'll but up the bar from 2 to 4

You know this pimp shit easy!

[trina] It's beautiful

Ball wit me playboy what's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris, you needa pop a few



[24 karatz]

Spittin game to a stallion

Sippin' on half a gallon

Ice medallion, Iceburg Italian

Handlin' knots in the gamblin' spots

Gettin' loose wit a twenty pack handlin' blocks

Hit a nigga in the head wit the stainless steel

Slangin' packs while the po-po's changin' shifts

Caked up at the bar, nigga let all them hoes

It's the adominal snowman, everything frozen

Gettin' off glass wit the Chrissy crunk

Got three, four dike bitches pissy drunk

Got them hoes kissin' cunts and twistin' blunts

When them hoes get ghost I don't miss them stunts

Cause I pick up sluts with pickup trucks

Put dick down ya throat bitch, hiccup nuts

Bitch what?  imma give you some play

Out the exotic playa clique and that 2-4-k



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[trina]

Uh hoes envy, drapped in a coat, fit me

In the Rolls Bently sittin on twenties

Hot girl, accent those

Dressed wit stones, niggas caress my toes

Hoes wanna test my flows

Bitch let me be

I ain't chose the game

Ho the game chose me

But yes froze me, rocks in my rosary

Sippin' on Don P, the bar on me

All my girls drink Cris, think this

You a courdoroy ho, imma mink bitch

So go on 'bout yo business

Lick nuts, drink dicks

Yo ol' tired ass, still draggin', freak bitch

Who's bad?

So I stay fitted

You wanna test Trina

Come on, play wit it

I know y'all wanna take my place

Cause I'm cute in the face,

Phat in the ass, slim in the waist uh



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[24 karatz]

While y'all niggas spittin' the glock

I be ticklin' twat

Triplin' knots to see the villas and yachts

Call all the killas ya got

Bitches I'll clock a kill if I drop

Drink for my cot, cop me a Linc and a drop

Makin' a rock, and same day drill up your block

But on the flip side, why ya hate me?

Cause I'm gettin' head in England

No weddin' ring ban

Out the XL I creep in the four dot six van

Leave you in the dirt like it's quicksand

You mad cause you never brawl like you a six man

What is you foolish?

Hit you wit the metal leave you clueless

Now you on the dash like Stacey

All actin' crazy, cause your main bitch wanna masturbate me

Do me like R. Kelly, drink half my babies

Go 'head bitch, indulge, taste it, still hate me?



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