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lirik lagu i gotta – trina

trina, rick ross, hot box inside of you

i got a fat p-ssy for a c-cksucker
i got a hideout for a cop ducker
i got a condo for a baller n-gg-
i got a gay friend you can call her n-gg-

i got a d-ck game with a mean hustle
i got an escalade no you can’t touch it
i got a couple blocks up in georgia n-gg-
i got a lil’ brother cookin’ quarters n-gg-

i got a couple girls who gon’ come f-ck
i gotta see the money time to come up
i gotta keep it real with my hustler hoes
i got a pump or two, who gon’ boost them clothes

i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

i gots no love for a punk b-tch
i gotta cuss her out to make her suck d-ck
i got a d-ld- in this bag baby
i got a lil’ somethin’ for that -ss baby

i know you, pay hoes cause i heard you did
i got a headhunter that’ll serve you quick
i got a team of hoes you ain’t seen befo’
with green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo’ sho’

i gotta f-ck ’em all just cause i can
i got her, much hotter than f-ckin’ her own man
the ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for head
but my pradas were slipped on, i got knee and fled

i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

i got a couple cars, while most hoes sob
you gotta give it to the n-gg- who wrote those bars
i got a check in the mail that you couldn’t believe
now i got a roley for 80 g’s under my sleeve

i gotta let you hoes know who i be
so instead of sayin’ rick ross i just pull out b’s
i got a, trap in the hood called no id
all my weed guaranteed, maybe fo’ five seeds

i gotta put it down in a major way
i gotta put y’all down with this game i play
i gotta get my p-ssy ate like everyday
bring the present with the cake in ya escalade

i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

i got an ak for a b-tch n-gg-
i gotta let you know they only get bigger
i got a hit man for your problems n-gg-
i got a couple stacks that’ll solve him n-gg-

i gotta show my n-gg- love
’cause he my n-gg- what, now hold yo’ triggers up
ain’t nuttin’ in this game is as big as us
if it is, you can tell ’em, we don’t give a f-ck

i gotta hit ’em hard like ronnie lott
defended by johnny coch’ cartel on the block
i got a fifty cal’ and i’m waitin’ in the crowd
ready to get it down when y’all all 50’d out

i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

- trina

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