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[Intro]
Uh Yea, Oh Yea
Trin' Bein I've Got Ya
Yea I'm On That Syzurp my
Ya Off Tha HOOK
Hey! Heyyy!

Go by the name of Weezie F.
AnD, I'M WALKING out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a mutha fucka girly on my staple
Cause her friends say I’m a tummy sucker
Don't go below the navel
I'm up in Lil Hatti
I'm blowin on Jamaica
I'm in the pimp a beemer
I'm with a salt shaker
Now I'm in DADE County
I see some thick bitches
I try to holla at em
But they all trick bitches
I think Trina sexy
MamI ya wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time
Yea I'm a RIDE ma
The Birdman's boy
He OWNS CA$H MONEY
I PRE-OWN CA$H MONEY?
Yea and I put her on CA$H MONEY
She start wobblin that ass for me
She start modelin
She see the models in the Maybach
She call me Weezie F. Baby
And she make sure she say that
[Chorus]
[Lil’ Wayne]
See a fly nigga baby yea I don’t trip
Just give em lil THIGH
Mama give em lil hip
[Trina]
And if you see a fly bitch
nigga holla don’t trip
Break her off a few dollars
Take her on a few trips
[Lil’ Wayne]
Give em lil THIGH
Mama give em lil hip
Then you give em Lil’ WIND-UP
Give em a lil DIP
[Trina]
And if you see a fly bitch
Nigga holla don’t trip
Break her off a few dollars
Take her on a few trips

Now I’m the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
Cause I’m sharp as a machete
And I cuss like CRAZY
Niggas call me Betty Crocker
Cause my cakes stay plenty
Got stacks on top of stacks
I'M COPPIN' A MEAL TICKET
No matter the consequence
My emphasis is to get it
It’s Trina Weezie F. Baby
MANNY HANDLE the scripts
It’s all reminiscent to
Gladys KNIGHT AND the PIPS
All my niggas jump around
Girls jump on that dick
It aint gonna be no standin around
Now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies
Show em yo shit
A lil hip a lil THIGH
More pressure for the eye
And the more a nigga try
You can find me stretched out
In my 850i
Or my big 600
Believe Trina done it
Believe I'M diamond studded
Stay flooded like a damn
Chase GRANDS cause I am what I am
Don’t give a damn
Go
[Chorus]

Back to the lesson at hand
Stick to my plan
When it comes to seein man after man
Don’t give a damn about his car or his GRANDS
Wh Wh WhWhat
Cause I’m gonna make my on ends
That’s WhWhat’s up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don’t kno how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil back into it
GO CATCH A wall shorty
End up at the mall sporty
Try to dog waddy?
Make em spend it all on ya
Yep and make that nigga ball for ya
Then have him beggin for that kitty kat
Wining and dining for that ass
Give him none of that
Just let him know
Say make a bitch rich
Cause the badest bitch taught you that
[Chorus]
[Beat Till End]
[Intro]   Uh Yea, Oh Yea   Trin' Bein I've Got Ya   Yea I'm On That Syzurp my   Ya Off Tha HOOK   Hey! Heyyy!      Go by the name of Weezie F.   AnD, I'M WALKING out the belly store with ten bags?   Fly as a mutha fucka girly on my staple   Cause her friends say I’m a tummy sucker   Don't go below the navel   I'm up in Lil Hatti   I'm blowin on Jamaica   I'm in the pimp a beemer   I'm with a salt shaker   Now I'm in DADE County   I see some thick bitches   I try to holla at em   But they all trick bitches   I think Trina sexy   MamI ya wine fine   And on the hush hush   We need some quiet time   Yea I'm a RIDE ma   The Birdman's boy   He OWNS CA$H MONEY   I PRE-OWN CA$H MONEY?   Yea and I put her on CA$H MONEY   She start wobblin that ass for me   She start modelin   She see the models in the Maybach   She call me Weezie F. Baby   And she make sure she say that   [Chorus]   [Lil’ Wayne]   See a fly nigga baby yea I don’t trip   Just give em lil THIGH   Mama give em lil hip   [Trina]   And if you see a fly bitch   nigga holla don’t trip   Break her off a few dollars   Take her on a few trips   [Lil’ Wayne]   Give em lil THIGH   Mama give em lil hip   Then you give em Lil’ WIND-UP   Give em a lil DIP   [Trina]   And if you see a fly bitch   Nigga holla don’t trip   Break her off a few dollars   Take her on a few trips      Now I’m the daughter of a madam   Inside of a pink phantom   If ya man got that cash   Then best believe I met him   Cause I’m sharp as a machete   And I cuss like CRAZY   Niggas call me Betty Crocker   Cause my cakes stay plenty   Got stacks on top of stacks   I'M COPPIN' A MEAL TICKET   No matter the consequence   My emphasis is to get it   It’s Trina Weezie F. Baby   MANNY HANDLE the scripts   It’s all reminiscent to   Gladys KNIGHT AND the PIPS   All my niggas jump around   Girls jump on that dick   It aint gonna be no standin around   Now lets get crunk in this bitch   And ladies   Show em yo shit   A lil hip a lil THIGH   More pressure for the eye   And the more a nigga try   You can find me stretched out   In my 850i   Or my big 600   Believe Trina done it   Believe I'M diamond studded   Stay flooded like a damn   Chase GRANDS cause I am what I am   Don’t give a damn   Go   [Chorus]      Back to the lesson at hand   Stick to my plan   When it comes to seein man after man   Don’t give a damn about his car or his GRANDS   Wh Wh WhWhat   Cause I’m gonna make my on ends   That’s WhWhat’s up   Ladies lets say you want a man   But don’t kno how to do it   Dirty dance with em   Put a lil back into it   GO CATCH A wall shorty   End up at the mall sporty   Try to dog waddy?   Make em spend it all on ya   Yep and make that nigga ball for ya   Then have him beggin for that kitty kat   Wining and dining for that ass   Give him none of that   Just let him know   Say make a bitch rich   Cause the badest bitch taught you that   [Chorus]   [Beat Till End]