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TRINA lyrics : "Round Of Applause"

Hook:
I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,
you don't know a bad (*##$ like me it ain't many

I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your ^!$$% and tell me how he feel me.


Yes I talk %#@!, and we tost middle finger
speed off bad (*##$
big benz get money $#&@ friends

get your elevate, out in DC
I met the finish line what a game inz,
with my top off in my spaceship

I'm looking 3D I meet your face (*##$.

Hook:

I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,
you don't know a bad (*##$ like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many

and let your ^!$$% and tell me how he feel me, 'cause..
I've been doing this %#@! I ready made the killing
I'm so sick I need something the ceiling,

take a seat y'all I'm in the building,
my times up (*##$es, I'm in the building
hands in the air, round of applause,

hands in the air I just shut it down,
hands in the air round of applause,
hands in the air I just shut it down.


I skull on my time fin the talk sleep,
if I ain't the baddest (*##$ you can s*ck a dick,

deep rollie, suga coddie, you know I roll it,
you know I through it up on whacks, so work it on it,
the (*##$ independent, come or at least swag,

Kim Kay curves, we trip kay bad,
and I ain't got to prove myself the name (*##$
I've been making hits after hits after hits.


Hook:
I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,

you don't know a bad (*##$ like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your ^!$$% and tell me how he feel me, 'cause..

I've been doing this %#@! I ready made the killing
I'm so sick I need something the ceiling,
take a seat y'all I'm in the building,

my times up (*##$es, I'm in the building
hands in the air, round of applause,
hands in the air I just shut it down,

hands in the air round of applause,
hands in the air I just shut it down.


P**sy on this ^!$$% he came back to me,
with a plate full of fame he said it's all for me,
I aint' wanna be a rapper can't came to me,

you (*##$es tryin too hard, it ain't a thing for me
I've been whipping exotic, till your flights to a rise,
lands course to the goddess, (*##$ you know I'm the hottest,

now I'm addicted to rapping, this (*##$es they all rapping,
'cause now I'm back in the building, and it feels like I'm trapping



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