Текст Trina – I Wanna Holla

Hook
Deuce
Hey mami, I wanna holla
Trina

Deuce
I’m young, rich and I’m thuggin it
And girl, I don’t give a fuck who your husband is
I gotta have you on my seat, five-six, thighs thick
A little ghetto queen, we’ll get our freak on like Missy
Drink Cris-ty, be pissy, smoke Crip-ty, be wit me
Let’s flee in the big body
Take it to the house, to the house party
That’s right, I’mma holla mami
I’mma hop in the Benz, you follow, mami
I wanna play at the playground, mami
Shut up and lay down, mami

Hook
Deuce
Hey mami, I wanna holla
Trina
Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
Deuce

Trina
Oh, now wanna chase me
You wanna take me
To the diamond district and lace me
You wanna fly me to Hawaii
Anything I want, you’ll buy me
You just met me, but you sweatin me
You wanna freeze my wrist and brigette me
You wanna fuck me, you wanna touch me
You wanna lock me down, handcuff me
That’s cool but I got my own cash
You can keep your bread, I got long cash
Now that just sounds like game to me
You ain’t half the player that you claim to be

Hook
Deuce
Hey mami, I wanna holla
Trina
Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
Deuce
What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
Trina
Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mamichulo
So, I’m straight
Deuce
Hey mami

Deuce
I wanna holla, lil mama
If it’s bout a dollar, I’m break you off proper
I stay sittin on plenty B’s
What you want? Ten, fifteen, twenty G’s
That’s nothing, we can shop for Prada shit
Ain’t nothing to a player, but a scholarship
So leave the lights on and the camera on
Slim waist, lil thick lil Amazon
So let’s those panties on, lay it down girlfriend
Once I get this on, I wanna take you home
And ride it, ride it, back it up and slip and slide it

Hook 2x
Deuce
Hey mami, I wanna holla
Trina
Uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars
Deuce
What, mami you lookin like my new baby mama
Trina
Ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo
So, I’m straight
Deuce
Hey mami

repeat 3x
Deuce
Hey mami
Trina
Uh uh