Trina - We Got Lyrics
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- We Got Lyrics
Album: [Chorus: J.V.] We Got, Mo' hoes [mo' hoes] mo' dank [mo' dank] Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank My dawgs on dubs, yours aint My dawgs do whateva, yours cain't [J.V.] That's right [that's right] that's us Trina, JV, Trina, Tre+ Hit the club, slide through on dubs Back to back ride through like what Still goin, po'in hennessey The best thing showin, blowin, remember me? J to the dot straight to the top We the xxxx for real other niggas play hot [Money Mark] To all the young hoes, I love ya fo' Who let me take 'em to the house, get 'em loose, let 'em go On the??? so I guess I gotta love 'em though But I'm a P I'm p, so you know I don't love these hoes And I, don't see 'em, [don't see 'em], won't be 'em Won't be buyin' no hoes Benz's or Benz No mo' diggin in Money Mark? I'm a Slip-N-Slide nigga and I straight don't see 'em [Chorus: J.V.] [2x] We Got, Mo' hoes [mo' hoes] mo' dank [mo' dank] Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank My dawgs on dubs, yours aint My dawgs do whateva, yours cain't [Trick Daddy] Yo T-double D doin' amazing thangs And have you xxxxxxx around sayin', Why you say them things? Cuz I'm a T-H-U double G-G Wherever I go, you xxxxxxx you love me Whether an LP, uh, a remix The only thing I'm a spit is G' shit Specialize in fuckin' and gettin' head [?] wanna pay for riches for head Of a, xxx hoe, that mack hoe The truth of the matter fact, a slapped hoe Beaten back [?] and hoodrat hoes I like them slim and po' No fat hoes If I, had a penny for every xxxxx I get I'd be a young raw nigga with a platinum dick Ride around town with the platinum shit Spittin' all these gangsta platinum hits [Chorus: J.V.] [2x] We Got, Mo' hoes [mo' hoes] mo' dank [mo' dank] Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank My dawgs on dubs, yours aint My dawgs do whateva, yours cain't [Trina] Ms. Trina, Ms. Drama Diamond princesses got the mama Stacken that bread, plenty dolla's Drop it, pop it, Fendi colla's Chart toppin', hit droppin' Ain't no stoppin' the champane from poppin' I'm finna bring a Grammy home to Miami Purple see ok, drop candy Twenty Inches, dipped in the chrome Lil mama thick to the bone When the last time you seen a xxxxx like this Come into the game and get rich like this A xxxxx that make hit after hit like this Icy from a anklet to the wrist with Mo' mansions, mo' yachts Slip-N-Slide got the bottom on lock [Chorus: J.V.] [2x] We Got, Mo' hoes [mo' hoes] mo' dank [mo' dank] Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank My dawgs on dubs, yours aint My dawgs do whateva, yours cain't
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