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SKILLET : Trina Moe lyrics

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SKILLET lyrics : "Trina Moe"



Bounce to that Trina Moe

^!$$%s about to blow
Bouncin straight out the door
Here we go, here we go

[Verse 1]
Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight

Only dogs eatin is us we snatch all plates
Err, ERR! ERR! Get him boy
Click, click, pop the leash, hit him boy

^!$$%s brag about waggin, we stop the tails
X drop an album, ^!$$%s droppin sales
^!$$%s can't $#&@ with the dog, forget about it

Money went up against the dog, read about it
Man listen, you cats better walk easy
I'm on some positive %#@! but I still walk greasy

aint nothin changed, still aint sweet
stand on one block, but I own the whole street
and on the whole street is dirty ^!$$%s wit funny moves

leavin your house with bloody boots, we cruddy dudes
rest of them $$# kissers, is sensitive $$# ^!$$%s
fourth album, and I still get in that $$# ^!$$%


[Verse 2]
It's Dark and Hell is Hot, Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood
And Then There Was X

Got ^!$$%s like what's next and then
Hit 'em again, you cats aint never gon' win
I was here before most of y'all careers were born

I'll be here when y'all careers are gone, still strong
Difference between right and wrong is me
^!$$%s talk %#@!, but you can't MC

we already know how much your watch is worth
talk about, helpin the hurt, savin the church
won't you brag about helpin out where you come from

and give brothers a job that really want one
gotta think about that %#@! you said, you don't mean it
I done listened to that %#@! you said, but I done seen it

most of you cats is type funny
but when it comes time to feed the hungry, gon get type ugly


[Verse 3]

man I'm already knowin, like y'all ^!$$%s is knowin
you can't $#&@ with dog, bust a cap, scrap or flowin, WHAT!
seein is believin and well, let's just see

I aint even gon' speak, one million the first week
aight, let's ask the streets, how many sold?
WHAT? Three ^!$$%s, three months to go gold?

c'mon esse, keep it real holmes
you $#&@in with the dog, you already know
this aint nothin new, $#&@ is you mad at

15 million, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
rest $$#ured, I'm best abroad
you can test Billboard, cuz the, rest are frauds

I got 18 years under my belt, rappin
let me see, you was three, I was, makin it happen
next time we bump heads don't be hard headed

show some mother$#&@in respect (*##$, or you'll all get it


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