Trina feat. Rick Ross Told Y'all Lyrics

[Trina]
Let me put my left foot in the game now
Put my right foot in the game now
Let me show why'all what I'm workin wit
Time to slide to the dance floor

[Verse 1]
Hair do nails done that's us
New car paper tags that's us
New gear hot **** that's us
Keep *****s like that's us
Where my get money honeys at right here
Where my iced out *****es at right here
Where my gold gettin *****es at right here
Where my silver spoon women at right here
You the **** girl let that ***** know
The rent due girl let that ***** know
Enjoyin yourself let that ***** know
The sex good girl let that ***** know
Hold up why'all its my turn now
Hold up why'all its our turn now
Its our turn now its our turn now

[Chorus]
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now

[Verse 2]
Blow up show up
You a hatin *** ***** so what
I'm the baddest ***** sure nuff
They know my clique so tough
You want to do what hold up
Switch up flows
Drop tops 6 fo's
Keep up with me I'm on the west coast
I get love from the bloods & crypts they love the hips
Hottest **** in the south they love the hip
Me trick brick duece mobb see-o get loose
Slip & slide here forever stop askin
I step out & camera's start flashin

[Chorus]
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now

[Rick Ross]
Let me put the cris in the game now
Let me put the crypt in the game now
Let me pop the x in the game
Let me show why'all what I'm workin wit

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Why'all *****s want to **** wit ross
Point a mile who really want to touch the boss
I ride around all the time no tints on the benz
Cell phone flipped out lookin sick on the rims now
Name a ***** who could **** wit me
Name a ***** who could flow wit me
East to west coast I'm the best wit toast
Attack ta blow I'm aimin at your neck & throat
Now naked hoes givin neck for dope
Ba gets and roes and the lex and glow
I'm a killa why'all *****s I'm the best you know
Rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now
Smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times
Spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now

[Chorus]
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now
I told why'all *** to get down now

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