Lyrics:
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[Trina:]
I see the boys break they necks when I walk on by
Fat ol' ass thick ol' thighs
Mrs. Trina baddest bitch that's right
Diamond
bop-a shu-bop shu-bop
The clock is tickin' and we can't stop
We might start riding to the music tonight
A clever way to get by, oh
The pops keep
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
sweetheart
You only left a load of care
Now that you're down
I'm going to stick by you
If you will only say
Your roamin' days are thru
Well, now, you'll find
I'm in the backyard by the white door
You big drop, why do I adore you?
In the backyard by the white door
You big drop, why do I adore you?
In
by, oh, well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
I stopped by at the party of an old friend
But then I saw this old sweetheart I once knew
And I vowed as I set me down beside her that darling I
like this, girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this, girl
Called her black Zack Morris, so she saved by the bell
Rest in peace to this beat, I
rainy day
Alone with no one by my side
Open skies are falling
Tears are coming down
Like a drop of rain falls to the ocean
And comes back around, yeah
I
knowledge drop
Yo I'm running so I refuse to stop
Get sweated by them sell out cops
And I wink cause I pin the opposition
I'm on a mission to preach
go down mandeville road
Me go down mandeville road
Drop them one by one
Drop them two
gettin no higher? (Gettin' no higher)
I know you think that you've got it all (I know you think that you've got it all)
And by making other people feel
a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So
give you my all
Kind woman, nothing more.
Little drops of rain whisper of the pain
Tears of loves lost in the days gone by.
My love is strong
in the place
Move the crowd
Cut the snake
Walked right out
Another day slips by
Got to fix the mind
I've got the mind maligned
With I mean mine
Got
Sittin' in the sun counting my money
Fanned by my summer-breeze
Sweeter than the honey is counting my money
Those greenbacks on the trees
Comes
Lady, let me dry the rain drops from your beautiful hair
That's all I ever want to do
And darling let be the one you can always depend on
You know
You know how the story goes
Pull up, range rove, yo chick, wanna roll
And I play myself in the stereo
And I make 'em wanna
Shake shake it, drop it
In coats of many colour
Reptile man drop
Stay below it (Repeat: x4)
Temperature drop
America's a boyfriend
Untouched by flesh of hand
world
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
You know how the story goes
Pull up, range rove, yo chick, wanna roll
And I play myself in the stereo
And I make 'em wanna
Shake shake it, drop it
The gold of Cortés
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
Oh,
In coats of many colour
Reptile man drop
Stay below it
Stay below it
Stay below it
Stay below it
Temperature drop
America's a boyfriend
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line
The weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
PS I love you
Yesterday we had some rain
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