Killing You Hoes

Trina

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    Ah ah ah yep yep yep

    The baddest bitch is back,
    I'm back part 2, part 2
    I'm reloaded and I'm killin you hoes

    [Chorus: x2]
    You see dat outfit bitch
    I'm killin you hoes

    Cute face and ass swoll
    I'm killin you hoes

    I got the best pussy out
    I'm killin you hoes

    And ain't non you can do about
    I'm killin you hoes

    I don't care what a bitch think or how a hoe feel
    Cause ain't nann one of you hoes payin my bills
    And ain't nann one of you hoes fina buy me a crib
    And ain't nann one of you hoes fina get me a whip

    I know I must make a lot of ya'll hoes sick
    And all I can tell you hoes, get used to it bitch!

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    Cause Ms. Trina the baddest as it fuckin get
    And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over dick

    So while you fuckin for free, I'm tryna get rich
    And don't you cross that line cause I get hot quick
    And if you do it's gonna be me & u up in this bitch
    And I'm gonna show you why they call me the baddest bitch

    [Chorus x2]

    You see dat outfit bitch (bitch)
    And you know what it costs

    Look at how my ass poke out when I walk
    Cause your nigga wanna fuck me it ain't my fault
    And my pussy sit up real nice in ma shorts

    Hate or love it, cause you broke hoes gonna talk
    And I can go in any club and shut that bitch down
    And I can come to your city and make it my town
    So when you see me hoe you better smile and don't frown

    Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp
    And you'd be best off sittin your tired ass down
    And all you jealous ass hoes better move round
    And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down

    [Chorus x2]

    The topic of discussion, I can fuck whoever I want
    Look at me bitch I got everything you hoes want
    I can fuck a nigga in the Bentley or a nigga in the dump
    You get your money in pieces I get mines in a lump

    You only ballin on weekends,
    I'm ballin the whole month
    I'm just a hood bitch,
    Rich suburbia cash,
    A little fly ass chick who got alota class

    I wanna spend your money nigga and put mine in a stash
    You got me fucked up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh
    Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad

    You lost alota weight shit, you fallin off fast
    I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some ass

    [Chorus x2]

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    Composición: A. Martin

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