Trina — If U w/ Me

[Chorus] If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man [Verse 1] I'm a bad ass bitch nigga That's why yo' dough gone And all yo' weed in the ozone I'm doing this one for my no thugs Who on no drugs Other niggas 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 Where them niggas riches at? Right here We treatin' niggas like rental cars doggin' em out With no doe theres nothing we can talk about [Chorus] If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man [Verse 2] I can tell by your eyes, lust is what you feel You wanna talk nigga, then lets discuss my bills As you can see I'm an expensive bitch Who has good taste and love expensive shit You wanna conversate well nigga I charge a fee Each additional minute, nigga I charge a fee Where my money at - you short, I gots to go Only ballers are tall enough to reach my goal I know you love me but I love your huns Cause you could never be my only one Don't trust me, broke nigga don't lust me Cause gettin' paid is a must be And hell naw you can't fuck me [Chorus] If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man [Verse 3] 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 Then cruize and just drop you off You want me to lock my door (jaw?) I'm not you're whore Fuck nigga get your mind right or I'm out the door Gotta go, gotta go 6 double o I'm a big trouble ho That likes to smuggle doe 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 up my cunt Cause I'm a bad bitch First round draft pick Shaped like a Coca-Cola classic Get my ass licked Take a nigga for his cash quick Even take plastic, uh [Chorus] If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand Get them niggas for all you can I'm gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man [Outro] Yeah I know yall niggas can say fuck them hoes But not on this one I'm doing this one for my bitches All bitches of all bitches And fuck them flaw bitches Okay, play wit' it Ms Trina New Millennium Year 2000 Slip -n- slide Hahaha