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You Ain't Nothing Lyrics


Trina You Ain't Nothing


(Coughing)
Damn, feel like I done got sick
Yea, it's da baddest bitch, I'm in da booth
(Coughing)
Uh, nothin... nothin... nothin
(Coughing)
Damn I think I got the bird flu,
I'm bout to shit on bitches.

VERSE(1)
Miss Trina diamond motherfuckin diamond don diva
I still don't know nann hoe who can see the diva
If she say she can tell the bitch I wanna see her
7:30 at the spot tell da bitch I wanna meet her
Cause I know dis ass fat and these titties sit right
Keep my pussy in Chanel
he wanna f..ck me all night
Talk about me to his friends
and how I throat da dick right
How he hit it from the back
and how this pussy stay tight.
Gimme the keys to the Bentley that's right.
Hope u ain't forget I'm still da baddest
Ya'll hoes knew what I had before I had this
"here we go" dough I was a savage
Fendi horse and carrage, my baggage
Louis Vuitton at the school house prom
Everybody knew trina, I had it goin on
And still goin on so bitches get gone before
I ring the alarm and put a match to tha song.

Chorus (1x)
Cause u ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Ya'll need to talk about somethin cause u ain't talkin bout nothin.
Nothin nothin.
These Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause u ain't talkin bout nothin


Verse(2)
I don't hear ya yappin cause u ain't talkin bout nothin
A video with Jay bitch u ain't said nothin.
Ol' nappy rooted mut. actin like she doin somethin
When I catch u straight fade no police f..ck fussin!
Who da f..ck am I?
Call me miss billion dolla ass
Which has been on covers of some billion dolla ads
Let alone, don't forget this trillion dolla face
Only covers u been on was your mugshot rate.
Bitch, u still gettin beat by that nigga who don't want ya
With em five kids u ain't know they daddy don't ya?
You don't want it sweety got your path mapped out
Think u back up in da game? I had u pushed back out
With yo back out sellin pussy in da A
But we know that you won't sell but for effort earn an A
And get them teeth fixed, spray some sheen on them dreads
Get them bags out ya eyes, get some rest and go to bed.

Chorus (1x0
Cause u ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause u ain't talkin bout nothin.
Nothin nothin.
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause u ain't talkin



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