Trina — Damn

[Intro: Tory Lanez] Mhm This why you love me, baby Fargo I swear, as soon as she walked out I seen it, I was like look... Uh, wait, okay [Chorus: Tory Lanez + Trina] Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans, girl?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, girl? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans, boy?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, boy? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty [Verse 1: Tory Lanez] She a fuckin' stunna 100 percenter, ain't no one can front 'Cause shorty, you be doin' somethin' to me in that Yves when it's all-blue Like it when you got it on and love it when it's on you Yeah, and you know this shit for you, yeah Split it, flip it, get 'em corners, hit it with you, yeah You was who I was gon' bring all this shit to, yeah And you knew I was gon' give this shit to you, so baby, yeah G4 pilot, flyin' private in the Lear I been on an island, shorty, wildin' over here Ma, sit your pretty ass down in a chair 'Cause you know how they stare, 'cause shorty got a [Chorus: Tory Lanez + Trina] Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans, girl?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, girl? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans, boy?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, boy? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty [Verse 2: Trina] My Giuseppe game is on CSI Pullin' up in somethin' tinted, you can't see inside Mirror, mirror on the motherfuckin' wall Who the flyest of them all? Oh my gosh, you can see it's I! Black label like I'm BMI 50 thousand just so she can fly Then I'm hoppin' off a jet On my celly, no R. Kelly, motherfucker, just believe I fly! Tell them bitches that it's D or die Ghetto booty, still chicken wings and seasoned fries Too much clinking, she can't see, she blind Motherfucker, can you see me now? [Chorus: Tory Lanez + Trina] Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans, girl?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, girl? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans, boy?" Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, boy? Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty