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You Ain't Nothing

アーティスト:Trina 

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Damn, feel like I done got sick Yea, it's da baddest bitch, I'm in da booth [Coughs coughs] Uh, nothin... nothin... nothin [Coughs coughs] Damn I think I got the bird flu, I'm bout to shit on bitches. [Verse 1:] Miss trina diamond motherfuckin don diva I still don't know nann hoe who can see the diva If she say she can tell the bitch I wanna see her 7:30 at the spot tell da bitch I wanna meet her Cause I know dis ass fake and these tities sit right Keep my pussy in channel he wanna fuck me all night Talk about me to his friends and how I throat da dick right How he hit it from the back and how this pussy stay tight. Gimme the keys to tha bentley that's right. Hope u ain't forget I'm still da baddest Ya'll hoes knew what I had before I had this "here we go" dough I was a savage Fendi horse and carriage my baggage Louis vutton at the school house prom Everybody knew trina, I had it goin on And still goin on so bitches get gone before I ring the alarm and put a match to tha song. [Chorus:] Cause u ain't talkin about nothin... nothin Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause u ain't talkin bout nothin. Nothin nothin. Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin


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