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Trina

Trina

So Fresh

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Intro
Unusual suspect (unusual suspect)
But I know these (but I know these ).
Jim Johnson, Big D (Jim Johnson & Big D).
Ah dis Trina & Plies Slip & Slide thang, I'm in here wit the Baddest b*tch.
Ah Trina take care these hoes, cuz I got these .

Chorus
Trina
My steering wheel wood, & my wheels croma.
Can't pay these to leave me alone.
I'm so fresh, I'm so fresh.

Plies
I gotta pocket full of money and my teeth glitter.
Sum bout been a trille as* nigg*.
I'm so fresh.
I'm so fresh.

Trina
Paint candy racin' sribs.
Crush dem girls off the rip.
I don't think you really wanna mess with me, test me and eventually.
See me speedin', cops don't see em', fk em' & feed em' wouldn't wanna be em'.
I ain't scared of ya'll,
I ain't no regular broad I'ain't scared at all.
Like bone crusher I'll crush your bones when I come through strong with my big big brone.
Ride spinners like 3-6 do. Let me do me nigg* you do you.
Suck this cl*t till my s**t turn blue.
Put a b*tch to sleep wake me up when you threw.
I'ma get dress so fresh lookin' new and it's back to the chevy or the cab for you.
Chuck & Duece switchin' lanes.
Ridin' dat douk & sittin' on things.
You ain't never met a b*tch like me and your b*tch ain't never ride a d*ck like me.
Check the paint, watch the feet, inches 26's deep, candy drippin' on the street, b*tch I'm ridin;
BIG.

Chorus

Plies
Ain't too many like me. I'm from a rare breed.
I walk it like I talk.
Was raise by a G.
You ain't suppose to like me dog, cuz I'm what you wanna be.
From top to bottom being trille that's something that's in me.
It's a helluva feelin to know that you 100% a real nigg*.
I been out here gettin' money, since I was a lil nigg*.
I'm loved by these hoes, respected by these killers,
it took years of thuggin' to get to this point nigg*.
I don't know if you know how it feels to walk around with stacks.
I been broke, came up and I ain't going back.
Cuz money get you friends, choppers get you respect.
Respect out here in these streets, I got alot of that.

Chorus

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