ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trina
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trina
Songwriter
Mystic
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Righteous Funk Boogie & JV
Engineer
Big Lee Entertainment
Producer
Charles Harrison & Leland Robinson for Major Jam
Producer
Big Lee
Producer
Charles Harrison
Producer
Leland Robinson
Producer
Righteous Funk Boogie
Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
If you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 2]
And if you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 3]
I'm a bad ass bitch, ****
That's why yo' dough gone
And all yo' weed in the ozone
I'm doing this one for my ho thugs, to get on mo' drugs
Them **** yellin' out, "So what, huh?"
'Cause you could never be my only one
'Cause I want too much shit, want too much done
Recognize who I be when you see me in the club
Like a pooch in a coupe with the roof dropped down
Where my real bitches at?
Right here!
And where them **** riches at?
Right here!
We treatin' **** like rental cars, doggin' 'em out
With no dough, there's nothin' we can talk about
[Verse 4]
If you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 5]
And if you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 6]
Now I can tell from your eyes, lust is what you feel
You wanna talk ****, so let's discuss my bills
As you can see, I'm an expensive bitch
Who got good taste and love expensive shit
You wanna conversate, well, **** I charge a fee
And each additional minute, ****, I charge a fee
Where my money at? You short? Well, I gots to go
'Cause only ballers is tall enough to reach my goal
I know you love me, but I love your one
'Cause you could never be my only one
Don't trust me, broke ****, don't rush me
'Cause gettin' paid is a "must be"
And hell no, you can't fuck me
[Verse 7]
If you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 8]
And if you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 9]
2 karats in the ear, 4 karats in the ring
Hoes get sick when they see the bling-bling
Stay fuckin' wit' a thug, that'll pop the 4, cop some raw
Cruise and then drop us off
You want me to lock my jaw, I'm not your whore
Fuck ****, get your mind right, I'm out the door
Gotta go, gotta go
Six-double-O
I'm a big trouble ho, that likes to smuggle dough
From my head to my toe, fly shit fo' sho'
Want my wrist to glow, and my tips to flow
Don't puff blunts, I like my B's up front
You can smoke though, blow weed on my cunt
'Cause I'm a bad bitch, first-round draft pick
Shaped like a Coca-Cola classic
Get my ass licked
Check a **** for the cash, quick
Even take plastic, uh
[Verse 10]
If you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 11]
And if you with me girlfriend, then wave your hands
Slap a **** wit' a hundred just to show your grand
Get them **** for all you can
I'm gettin' paid, yellin', "Fuck a man!"
[Verse 12]
Yeah, I know y'all **** with ya'll can say, "Fuck them hoes"
Not on this one
I'm doing this one for my bitches
All bitches, raw bitches
And fuck them flaw bitches
Ok, play wit' it
Ms. Trina
New millenium
Year 2000
Slip-n-slide
Hahaha
Written by: Mystic, Trina
