Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) right I stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
Shake the shake it Shake the with it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) the shake with it Don't be with it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit I'm mean in the thong, behind this leather You can me, South Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, dance floor, whatever, drop
I keep it hood for you 'Cause on the low, mama, know what's good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) of Henny for ya, me in a mini for ya Show you some love, if I got any for ya
I could it from the dollars to the pennies for ya Back to it, it up and then I bend it for ya But I don't cheap So you gotta break Trina off, if you really want the right young
good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet But first I that new Bentley It should be a crime this fine And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay
me to do my little 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? Want me to do my dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my little for ya? Make it clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Hair fixed, nails stay fixed Keep hotter than project grits Paparazzi know if I'm gay I'm the reason why Shaq came to M I A
Drop it it's low, your old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look like they was 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 and the hood be my witness I'm the thing walkin' the block And you the saddest thing 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, from a gold bottle women say, I'm they role model, swallow that
Want me to do my little 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? Want me to do my 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
Now my real bitches at, that be takin' it off And keep them straight, breakin' 'em off how you do that there And won't lie to ya And it and it's fly to ya
It's like on a crib, lightin' up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on lips And ain't no high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you Touch the sky with me,
Purses and by Louis, Gucci All from the pretty and ghetto booty What you want, For me and you to do a porn, you to beat it 'til the morn, baby
I'm extra and intellectual Could do us both, so professional And I wobbly on it And my phone calls like you can't bother me on it
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 clap my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Shake the with it Shake the with it Shake the shake it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the shake it be fake with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake 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
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it hood for you, 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's for you, baby, uh I keep it for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know good for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay
And no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine you could Touch the sky me, baby, come on And ain't no better high me, baby Call me sunshine you could Touch the sky me, baby