Trina — Killing You Hoes

[Intro] Ah, ah, yep, yep, yep The baddest bitch is back (I'm back, I'm back) Part two (Part two, part two) I'm reloaded and I'm killin' you hoes (Killin' you hoes) [Chorus] You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes [Verse 1] Uh, I don't care what a bitch think and how a hoe feel 'Cause ain't none one of you hoes payin my bills (That's right) And ain't none one of you hoes finna buy me a crib And ain't none one of you hoes finna get me a whip (Uh, yeah) I know I must make a lot of y'all hoes sick (Ah) All I can tell you is, "Hoe, get used to it, bitch" Cause Miss Trina the baddest as it fuckin' get (Ah) And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over dick (Uh) So while you fuckin' for free, I'm tryna get rich And don't you cross that line 'cause I get hot quick And if you do it's gonna be me and you up in this bitch (Uh-oh) And I'ma show you why they call me the baddest bitch (Come on) [Chorus] You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes [Verse 2] Uh, you see the outfit, bitch (Bitch), and you know what it costs Look at how my ass poke out when I walk 'Cause your nigga wanna fuck me, it ain't my fault And my pussy sit up real nice in my shorts Hate or love it, 'cause you broke hoes gonna talk And I can go in any club and shut that bitch down And I can come to your city and make it my town So when you see me, hoe, you better smile and don't frown 'Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp And you'd be best off sittin your tired ass down And all you jealous-ass hoes, you better move 'round (Move 'round) And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down (Gets down) [Chorus] You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes [Verse 3] Uh, the topic of discussion, I can fuck whoever I want Look at me, bitch, I got everything you hoes want I can fuck a nigga in a Bentley or a nigga in the dump You get your money in pieces, I get mine in a lump You only ballin' on weekends, I ball a whole month I'm just a hood bitch, rich, suburbian cash A little fly ass chick who got a lotta class I wanna spend your money, nigga, and put mine in a stash You got me fucked up 'cause Trina gonna have the last laugh (Hahaha) And get your hustle up, hoe, look like you doin' bad You lost a lotta weight, shit, you fallin' off fast I feel sorry for ya, might let you borrow some ass [Chorus] You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes You see the outfit, bitch? I'm killin' you hoes (Bitch) Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes I got the best pussy out, I'm killin' you hoes And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes