Trina - k**ing You Hoes lyrics

Ah ah ah yep yep yep The baddest b**h is back, I'm back part 2, part 2 I'm reloaded and I'm k**in you hoes [Chorus: x2] You see dat outfit b**h I'm k**in you hoes Cute face and a** swoll I'm k**in you hoes I got the best p**y out I'm k**in you hoes And ain't non you can do about I'm k**in you hoes I don't care what a b**h think or how a hoe feel Cause ain't nann one of you hoes payin my bills And ain't nann one of you hoes fina buy me a crib And ain't nann one of you hoes fina get me a whip I know I must make a lot of ya'll hoes sick And all I can tell you hoes, get used to it b**h! Cause Ms. Trina the baddest as it f**in get And I don't sweat n***as and I don't fight over dick So while you f**in for free, I'm tryna get rich And don't you cross that line cause I get hot quick And if you do it's gonna be me & u up in this b**h And I'm gonna show you why they call me the baddest b**h [Chorus x2] You see dat outfit b**h (b**h) And you know what it costs Look at how my a** poke out when I walk Cause your n***a wanna f** me it ain't my fault And my p**y sit up real nice in ma shorts Hate or love it, cause you broke hoes gonna talk And I can go in any club and shut that b**h down And I can come to your city and make it my town So when you see me hoe you better smile and don't frown Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp And you'd be best off sittin your tired a** down And all you jealous a** hoes better move round And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down [Chorus x2] The topic of discussion, I can f** whoever I want Look at me b**h I got everything you hoes want I can f** a n***a in the Bentley or a n***a in the dump You get your money in pieces I get mines in a lump You only ballin on weekends, I'm ballin the whole month I'm just a hood b**h, Rich suburbia cash, A little fly a** chick who got alota cla** I wanna spend your money n***a and put mine in a stash You got me f**ed up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad You lost alota weight sh**, you fallin off fast I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some a** [Chorus x2]