Testo Single Again - Trina
Testo della canzone Single Again (Trina), tratta dall'album Still Da Baddest
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm back, I'm back (again, again, again)
Slip and slide records (slip and slide records)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (again, again, again)
(Again, again, again) ay, yes, yeah, ah (again, again, again)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again)
You know how they do, how they act
See you with another man, and they want you back (whoo, whoo)
My ass still fat (whoo, whoo)
They're still checking for me, and never will you find another bitch like me (like me)
And I don't care what your friends say, what we had was like Jay and Beyoncé (hmm)
Or was it all a dream? Back seat in the phantom sipping that lean (that lean)
We party like rock stars (rock stars), we sex like porn stars (porn stars)
I sense your million bars
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again
Stop calling me apologizing, don't even start it
Hope you find what you're looking for, back on the market?
Let's agree to disagree, don't explain shit to me
I got my own money, there's nobody I need, I need, I need my own space
I'm single again (I'm single again), who's, who I'm mingling with? (Mingling with)
Ball players center seats to the game (seats to the game)
Ring side, still doing all my thing (doing all my thing)
Change my number, switch my cars up, six months with you match my cars up
It all started so promising, got my own diamonds, so I gave him back the promise ring
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again)
Hold up, wait a got damn minute, it ain't over 'til I say we finish (we finish)
'Til get my half, then I sit back, relax and just laugh
At the times we shared, like flying over B-More, high in the G-4
Smoking on Cali bud, that's how a real G show a bitch Cali love (Cali love)
Sex in the cockpit, no love, I was just another object (object)
You fell in love with my ass (my ass), King magazine you fell in love with my ad (my ad)
20 G's in the Prada bag (Prada bag), and I'm 'bout to ball out
Had to get my mind right, I'm back in the limelight fellas (fellas)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again), back on the prowl (prowl)
I thought he was perfect, I don't know how (how)
I'm single again (again)
Diamond princess, yeah
I'm still the baddest bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Katrina Taylor, Elvin Prince, Theodore Lucas, Jean Borges, Joshua Burke
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