Testo We Got - Trick Daddy feat. Trina
Testo della canzone We Got (Trick Daddy feat. Trina), tratta dall'album Exit Wounds (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
We got mo' hoes, mo' dank
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My doggs all dubs, yours ain't
My doggs do whatever, yours can't
That's right, that's us
Trina, J-Bo, Trina, Trae Thugs
Hit the club, slide through on dubs
Back to back, ride through like what
Thumbs still glowin, pourin Hennessey
The best ain't showin, bro I remember me
J to the dot, straight to the top
We the shit for real, other niggas play hard
To all the young hoes I loved before
Lemme take 'em to the house, get 'em loose, let 'em go
On the strength, so I guess I gotta love 'em though
But I'm a pimp so you know I don't love these hoes
And I don't see 'em, won't be 'em
Won't be buyin no hoes Benzes or Bims
No mo' diggin' than money marked per diem
I'm a slip and slide nigga and I straight don't see 'em
We got mo' hoes, mo' dank
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My doggs all dubs, yours ain't
My doggs do whatever, yours can't
Yo T double D doin amazing thangs
Have you bitches 'round sayin "why you say them thangs?"
Cause I'm a T-H-U-double G-D-F
I know you bitches you love me
Better LP's, a remix
The only thing I'mma spit is G shit
Specialize in fuckin and gettin head
My artist wanna pay me to go ahead
I'm a asshole that mack hoes
Truth of a matter fact, I slap hoes
Dingbat, foot in hoodrat holes
I like 'em slim and tall, no fat hoes
If I had a penny for every bitch I get
I'd be a young raw nigga with a platinum dick
Ridin 'round town with the platinum shit
Spittin on these gangsta platinum hits
We got mo' hoes, mo' dank
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My doggs all dubs, yours ain't
My doggs do whatever, yours can't
Miss Trina, Miss Drama
Diamond Princess and Scott the mama
Stackin that bread, plenty dollars
Droppin, poppin Fendi collars
Chart toppin, hit droppin
Ain't no stoppin the champagne from poppin
I'm finna bring the Grammy home to Miami
Purple CLK, drop candy
20 Inches dipped in the chrome
Little mama thick to the bone
When the last time you seen a bitch like this
Comin to the game and gettin rich like this
A bitch that make hit after hit like this
Icy from the anklet to the wrist
With mo' mansions, mo' yachts
Slip and slide, got the bottom on lock
We got mo' hoes, mo' dank
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My doggs all dubs, yours ain't
My doggs do whatever, yours can't
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Lucas, Mark Seymour, Trick Daddy, Lasana B. Smith
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