Album: other songs

Heated

2004 Shit.. You know the name
(Triinna!!)

[Guy]
This is a world premiere. Trina, talk to em.

-Chorus- ×2
(pick It up)
You don’t want to see me heated ya’ll
(pick it up)
You don’t want to see me heated ya’ll
(pick it up)
You don’t want to see me heated ya’ll
[tell em why girl]
Bitch I’ll fuck your ass up

-Verse 1-
Bad bitch, from the south keep shit locked
Any bitch run her mouth will get dropped
See me ride in the 6 Drop
You aint heard? My nookie’s so good It could resurrect Pac
Trina ride on the track, never take a pit stop
You only on the radio cause you fucked the disc jock
It’s Saturday, let the cryss pop
Me and lil Bre Von Dutch head to the flip-flops
Hop out the G5, and off to the jet
You in that Nissan, that’s why you don’t get respect
Everywhere I go, I got cameras flashing
You the preview, I’m the main attraction
And your man is watchin, you gettin all mad
Your heart beat fast, everytime I walk past,
My hand real hard, but I got a soft ass
I play the sweet role, don’t make me get off glass

-Chorus- ×2

-Verse 2-
Shit can’t stop,
Franky B Jeans, with the matchin tank top,
Tell me I aint hot,
If you think not, lame whore catch shots,
This nigga thinking I’m sweatin his rolex watch
You need more than that to get in my thighs,
A car that flies, maybe a house in the sky
I know you wanna beat it up right quick
And I was the first bitch Kobe cheated on his wife with. (Ohhh!)
Tight Shit – Diamond Princess
Don’t be the first name on my hit list
Trust me, that’s not a good look
I’m a vet you a rook, hoes better get shook
Bitch go read a book, find something to slob
You workin my nerves like a part time job
5 Years in the game, still undefeated
We could do the damn thing, don’t get me heated

-Chorus- ×2

Miss Trina, ahead of the game
Act up, hoes better get ready for pain
No talk, I’ont let em explain
Off the chain from the city in the south
Where the weather the same
Drunk niggas in the club stay spittin the game
He wanna make sweet love, but I’d rather the brains
Better eat it till I can’t walk straight
And if Chingy ever tried he’ll probly talk straight
I’m that bitch that you hate – getting paid to rap
Busta got his rhymes when I made it clap
I’m the first girl to put Jade on the map
I touched my toes – your man came in his lap
Hypno and cryss might have me fuckin tonite
And if you can’t feel this, you ain’t touchin it right
I know Cali got my back
and when he turn it up and hit the lights bitch watch yo back

-Chorus- ×2