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TRINA lyrics : "I Got A Bottle"

(feat. Missy Elliott)

SOUTHERN SMOKE!

Moe miney meenie inny [x3]

I got a bottle, I got a cup

I got ice, so what's up
Walk in the club when suicide close
Feelin like money cause I collect dough

Moe miney meenie inny
Wheres that patrone and hinney
I been sippin on cabonney that %#@!s so strong

Like paris hilton, gotta carry me home
So full, so far gone
Forgot where I parked, n lost my iPhone

Still lookin good and pretty bad (*##$ in every city
Rocks, diamonds, I got plenty
Ice for the cup, now pour the hinney

Escorted in the club, I brought the whole team
Ain't no guest, buts it's a rockstar theme
Everybody lookin of course it's the queen

They admirin the crown, and the 10 carat ring
I'm known for pimpin these rappers
Exspecially to get a nice walk on my actin

When they actually think that I'm feelin em
That's wen I take they money, then I'm killin em


I got a bottle, I got a cup
I got ice, so what's up
Walk in the club when suicide close

Feelin like money cause I collect dough
Moe miney meenie inny
Wheres that patrone and hinney


Watch me get ghost in the phantom
Somethin like a pimp like david banner

PIMP
I crooked letta crooked letta I crooked letta
Crooked letta I humpback humpback

I, am so off the chain
Spyin bottles ain a thing
Plus I'm gonna make it rain

So much money think shes insane
You a 7 digit ^!$$% if u holla at a brah
With a 7 digit figga u should come in by da bah

I'm talkin bout bottles, cabolley
I'm wet and hott like lava
I'm switchin 4 lanes in range

Hangin at da coupe talkin money ain a thing
Comin all out my shirt on champain
Damn lil miss trina off da chain


I got a bottle, I got a cup
I got ice, so what's up

Walk in the club when suicide close
Feelin like money cause I collect dough
Moe miney meenie inny

Wheres that patrone and hinney

I don't swerve I spin

Grab a pearl grand ten
I'm so stinky stinky rich,
My damn dogg drive a benz

Tied up blue diamond shoes
Shinin suits, liverachi boo
Stuntin on you, like boo who you

I'm a icon ya (*##$ I though u knew
I only drop bombs, hatas b like uh-uh
Girl who she think she is

I'm is wut u want is
Girl I don't want yo man but I'll yo man
Yo man and his friend they both my fans

U don't understand miss deameanor ain playin
Wen we go out to eat I got yo man payin

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