Текст песни Tweet feat Trina - No Panties (Single 2002)
No panties comin' off
My love is gonna cost
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free
(New Trina)
Look, boo, what's the deal? (Deal)
You got my cash? Why you roll up in here? (Ooh!)
I know you be packin' the steel
But I can't give you brains and get my lipstick smeared (woo, woo!)
Look playa, don't be grabbin' my braids (uh)
You got some cash? Then I'm easily persuade (uh)
This ass is un-sautéed
See, I can last all night and all day (uh)
I'm Miss Trina, sim seema, had a beema
I got me Benz and some rimz
Tinted windows and some tens
I'll tell you time again
I'm fine enough to even take your mens
Looky here Slim, I go to South Beach, lemme speak
'Fore you touch me, you gon' treat?
And put some santinees on my feet (uh)
Take me to the beach
Now I'ma show you a real freak (aww)
No panties comin' off (come on)
My love is gonna cost (it's gonna cost, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free (fo' free)
No panties comin' off (it's gonna cost, yeah)
My love is gonna cost (ooh, ooh, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free
(New Trina)
Trick, you ain't gotta like me
Oh, you his wifey? I think ya man like me
He had me in his car wit' his hands on my bra
Breathin' in my face sayin',"Trina" (aww)
I ain't tryna disrespect, I'm just tryin' to keep you in check
See, I ain't done yet, choo, I'm the type of chic
Break up happy homes like Trick
So mo, easy Joe, yeah, so-and-so
I'm a super woman, you know?
Damn, I look good, talk trash in your hood
And if ya man want you, Daddy would
Misunderstood, slip and slide, Miss Trina
Been sold out the arena like a rock 'n' roll singer
You hate me, get the finger
All up in my gut, playa what? (Playa what?)
No panties comin' off
My love is gonna cost (it's gonna cost, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free (fo' free)
No panties comin' off (it's gonna cost, yeah)
My love is gonna cost (ooh, ooh, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free
Hey, playa what's the word? (What's the word?)
Watch my hips, don't you like these curves?
I want a crib in the beach suburbs (ooh)
Two dogs and a mockingbird
Versace spread on my waterbed
Now gimme some (oh), gimme some (oh)
Miss Trina like to skitz on red
And I'm the first to say it, I'm the baddest chic, tho (ooh, ooh, yeah)
No panties comin' off
My love is gonna cost (it's gonna cost, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free (fo' free)
No panties comin' off
My love is gonna cost (ooh, ooh, yeah)
'Cause ain't no way that you gon' get up in this fo' free
(New Trina)
I'm the baddest chic, tho
