Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm (Trina, Trina, aww) right I stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
the shake with it Shake the shake it Shake the with it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the with it (Lil' Scrappy) Shake the shake it be fake with it (Shake it)
Titties sit right, ass sit I'm mean in the thong, this wooden leather You can catch me, South Beach, in the top Carerra Or in the of somebody, dance floor, like whatever, drop
I keep it for you baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know good for you, baby (What's for me, babe?) Bottle of Henny for ya, me in a for ya Show you some love, if I got any for ya
I make it from the dollars to the pennies for ya to back it, it up and then I bend it for ya But I don't cheap So you gotta break off, if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good, couple pumps, skeet, But I need that new Bentley It be a crime being 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
Want me to do my little for ya? it clap 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 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
Hair stay fixed, stay fixed Keep niggaz hotter than project Paparazzi know if I'm gay Well I'm the reason why came to M I A
Drop it like it's low, old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look like they was on me And my game, oh, so vicious I'm what your taste buds need I'm so delicious
Princess, how could you forget this? Slip-N-Slide and the hood be my witness I'm the thing walkin' the block And you the thing stalkin' the cop
I'm Miss three O five, butter thighs Pretty eyes in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Mami, drinkin' from a gold bottle Grown women say, I'm 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 clap 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 little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
Want me to do my dance for ya? it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, it
Now where my real bitches at, that be it off And keep playas straight, breakin' 'em off how you do that there And won't lie to ya And sugarcoat it and fly to ya
It's smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' of me up on your lips, on your lips And ain't no better high than me, Call me 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,
Purses and by Louis, Gucci All the pretty face and ghetto booty you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, Until you to beat it 'til the morn,
I'm extra sexual and Could do us both, just so And I could on it And take my 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
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap 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 little for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay
me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) it, shake it
Shake the with it Shake the with it Shake the with it Don't be with it
the shake with it Shake the shake it Shake the shake it Don't be with it
Shake the with it Shake the shake it the shake with it Don't be fake it
the shake with it Shake the with it Shake the shake it be fake with it
Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, what's good for you, baby, uh I keep it hood for you, 'Cause on the low, mama, know what's good for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay
And ain't no better high me, baby Call me sunshine you could Touch the sky me, baby, come on And no better high than me, baby Call me 'cause you could Touch the sky with me,