Trina - Told Y'allLyrics

[Trina] Let me put my left foot in the game now Put my right foot in the game now Let me show why'all what I'm workin wit Time to slide to the dance floor [Verse 1] Hair do nails done that's us New car paper tags that's us New gear hot shit that's us Keep niggas like that's us Where my get money honeys at right here Where my iced out bitches at right here Where my gold gettin bitches at right here Where my silver spoon women at right here You the shit girl let that nigga know The rent due girl let that nigga know Enjoyin yourself let that nigga know The sex good girl let that nigga know Hold up why'all its my turn now Hold up why'all its our turn now Its our turn now its our turn now [Chorus] I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now [Verse 2] Blow up show up You a hatin ass bitch so what I'm the baddest bitch sure nuff They know my clique so tough You want to do what hold up Switch up flows Drop tops 6 fo's Keep up with me I'm on the west coast I get love from the bloods & crypts they love the hips Hottest shit in the south they love the hip Me trick brick duece mobb see-o get loose Slip & slide here forever stop askin I step out & camera's start flashin [Chorus] I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now [Rick Ross] Let me put the cris in the game now Let me put the crypt in the game now Let me pop the x in the game Let me show why'all what I'm workin wit [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Why'all niggas want to fuck wit ross Point a mile who really want to touch the boss I ride around all the time no tints on the benz Cell phone flipped out lookin sick on the rims now Name a nigga who could fuck wit me Name a nigga who could flow wit me East to west coast I'm the best wit toast Attack ta blow I'm aimin at your neck & throat Now naked hoes givin neck for dope Ba gets and roes and the lex and glow I'm a killa why'all niggas I'm the best you know Rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now Smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times Spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now [Chorus] I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now I told why'all ass to get down now