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Trina I Wanna Holla melodia |
(feat. Deuce Poppi)
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(Hook)
(Deuce:) Hey mami, I wanna holla
(Trina:) Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
(Deuce:) What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
(Trina:) Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo
So, I'm straight
(Deuce:) Hey mami
(Deuce)
I'm young, rich and I'm thuggin it
And girl, I don't give a **** who your husband is
I gotta have you on my seat, five-six, thighs thick
A little ghetto queen, we'll get our freak on like Missy
Drink Cris-ty, be pissy, smoke Crip-ty, be wit me
Let's flee in the big body
Take it to the house, to the house party
That's right, I'mma holla mami
I'mma hop in the Benz, you follow, mami
I wanna play at the playground, mami
Shut up and lay down, mami
(Hook)
(Deuce:) Hey mami, I wanna holla
(Trina:) Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
(Deuce:) What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
(Trina:) Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo
So, I'm straight
(Deuce:) Hey mami
(Trina)
Oh, now wanna chase me
You wanna take me
To the diamond district and lace me
You wanna fly me to Hawaii
Anything I want, you'll buy me
You just met me, but you sweatin me
You wanna freeze my wrist and brigette me
You wanna **** me, you wanna touch me
You wanna lock me down, handcuff me
That's cool but I got my own cash
You can keep your bread, I got long cash
Now that just sounds like game to me
You ain't half the player that you claim to be
(Hook)
(Deuce:) Hey mami, I wanna holla
(Trina:) Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
(Deuce:) What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
(Trina:) Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mamichulo
So, I'm straight
(Deuce:) Hey mami
(Deuce)
I wanna holla, lil mama
If it's bout a dollar, I'm break you off proper
I stay sittin on plenty B's
What you want? Ten, fifteen, twenty G's
That's nothing, we can shop for Prada shit
Ain't nothing to a player, but a scholarship
So leave the lights on and the camera on
Slim waist, lil thick lil Amazon
So let's those panties on, lay it down girlfriend
Once I get this on, I wanna take you home
And ride it, ride it, back it up and slip and slide it
(Hook 2x)
(Deuce:) Hey mami, I wanna holla
(Trina:) Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
(Deuce:) What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
(Trina:) Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo
So, I'm straight
(Deuce:) Hey mami
(repeat 3x)
(Deuce:) Hey mami
(Trina:) Uh uh
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