Trina - Gone Mad lyrics

Im a little foreign red bone, cause everythings foreign And if Im not out shopping, then Im overseas touring Yeah, b**h, Im out touring, foreign seas is where Im snoring. You b**hes life boring, Im the only b**h scoring. Im a Louis Vuitton k**er, casket fresh k**er Make em send me Rose, Where them racks are, n***a? Im a legend in the flesh, 305, what up, n***a? Now Im looking at your n***a, Where them racks are, n***a? First off, dont play with hoes, I s*ut the hoe and thats case closed, This is the taste of... He dont talk to me without bankrolls. Got money trees and my leaves grow Like Christmas, I chin gold. Bails needed them wrists on No kissing me, mistletoe! Thinking about this money, Im dreaming racks, big money So what a f** youre talking about? b**h, if you wait, talking money! Cause I need a lot of my bad b**h Im going under his matress Im taking all that I came for, Now thats what you call a bad b**h. Bad b**h, sad b**h, dont f** around like the cat b**h Everything I do, I landish, My dinero speaking Spanish. You rap b**hes is silly, Im turned up, Im illy b**h, Ive been made an illy, Now Im going after a billy. Im riding round with that nina Cruising trolling my beamer, She .. me, I aint seen her, Now follow after your leader. Aint no time left for your meet up, Got my own lane, no cheater Its shark time, you b**hes! Swim closer, Im an eater. So dont make me go deeper, And turn to the grand ripper Im booming, b**hes, Im a sweeper, Burning haters into believers. My pa**port and my visa, My black card and no visa Relax, I got my feet up, And I wont decide of no pre-nup. Hook: Cause Im thinking about this money, And Im thinking about it bad. And if you aint thinking money, then you probably doing I need a hundred K or better, to complement my swag Cause somebody gonna feel it, Bad b**h gone mad! Im thinking about this money, And Im thinking about it bad. And if you aint thinking money, then you probably doing I need a hundred K or better, to complement my swag Cause somebody gonna feel it, Bad b**h gone mad! Young b**h just gone mad (mad)... What a f** youre talking out fast You aint really about that laugh. I want that Gucci, that Louis, that Prada, that Louis Vuitton Youre trying to sue me, I call up... Trying to figure out why these hoes still hating Let a b**h shine, you know youre outdated Been on my grind, Ive been waiting, Approximately five years in a business. Im on my share, I needed, zero comas repeated Yo wify wanna beat me She heard I was on in TV. Hold up, thats your hoe? Thats my hoe, too! Her main n***a, my old news Your base... so old school. I work into the mansion with 20 barrels and full pause Me and Trina pull up in this fire when they come through. Hook: Cause Im thinking about this money, And Im thinking about it bad. And if you aint thinking money, then you probably doing I need a hundred K or better, to complement my swag Cause somebody gonna feel it, Bad b**h gone mad! Im thinking about this money, And Im thinking about it bad. And if you aint thinking money, then you probably doing I need a hundred K or better, to complement my swag Cause somebody gonna feel it, Bad b**h gone mad!