Lame

Trina

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    (Intro)
    Naw nigga get the fucc out my face
    Lame ass nigga I don't know you nigga
    Get the fucc outta here don't be standing close to me
    Get the fucc over I don't want no drink
    I buy my own bottle I'll buy you a bottle too
    Broke ass nigga get the fucc outta here

    (chorus)
    You a lame small watch ity bity chain
    You a lame running round thinking you the man
    Yous a lame miss me with that weak ass game
    Yous a lame you so lame
    Nigga you a lame always talking bout yo bread
    You a lame nigga probably workin wit the feds
    Yous a lame u aint really got no change
    Yous a lame you so lame nigga yous a lame

    (verse 1)
    Who you think your fooling boy I know your lame
    Can't even see the cross is that your baby chain
    Think your spittin game, my ears catchin pain
    Your trap bumpin hard why your shoes don't have a name
    Gingivitis breath cuz u talking shit
    I know everytime you lyin cuz u grab yo dicc
    That's a fuccin rental you jus threw on tints
    You fucc that ugly girl why you don't claim yo chicc
    Thought you slangin briccs you aint Hercules
    Them lil nickel bags you more like mini me's
    You jus offending me caused me a tragedy
    U fix your thoughts there's a chance you'll be fuccin me
    No I don't want yo number
    No I don't wanna give you mine
    And no I don't wanna meet you no where
    No I don't want none of your time

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    (verse 2)
    Yous a snitchin ass nigga
    Soft get robbed pussy pie ass nigga
    Booty d borrow your brother clothes broke nigga
    Standin at the crap games you lookin ass nigga
    Sittin shot gun dick ridin slub ass nigga
    Always where you at when you call ass nigga
    You ring my phone bacc to bacc tired ass nigga
    You can't keep a job on the corner ass nigga
    Bond out of jail and then you bac again ass nigga
    Livin witcho mama cheap petty ass nigga
    Running outta gas all the time ass nigga
    Always wanna borrow a few dollas ass nigga
    Ol boppin ass nigga

    (verse 3)
    These fucc niggas lame they swear they makin bread
    You wanna talk to who bitch you can gimme head
    Head the other way make a you turn
    Cuz ima big spender ima make yo pockets burn
    Ask round the firm and I run the firms
    Motivation seminars so my bitches learn
    We don't fucc wit lames cuz we bad bitches
    Let em know first quarter that we bout them riches
    Givem tender kisses hell be blowed away
    Especially wen he see how much he gone have to pay
    A high maintence bitch like kimora lee
    O another bad bitch who Victoria B

    (outro)
    I see you lame ass nigga
    I'm bout to start exposin u niggas
    Start callin niggas names bitch ass niggas
    Yal niggas don't wanna fucc wit me straight up
    I'm bouts to pop off on n e mutha fucka that want it they can get it
    Get the fucc outta here
    Lame ass niggas fucc yal lame ass bitches too
    Shut the fucc up succ a dicc bithces
    Yours truly trina baddest bitch of all times

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