Beam

(album: Back 2 Business - 2012)

We are shopping on Madison
Diamonds bright like collagen
Who the fuck you people challengin'?
I'm 4 seats as you arrives in
I'm paper tagging yo cabinet
I'm a boss bitch but you bagging this
I tell the truth, I'm bad as fuck and I'm hella cute
You've never seen a chick like Trina bitch
I swag you, you pull up a rinse whip
And I fucking shit with no Bentley fits
You gotta rub this on and go flip the grid
I'm going harder, 50 racks
At Dale Harbor, me and my feet nail polished
We balling bitch, we the fucking mafia
Where the money nigga? Bring yo cars out
Say my name, you gonna pull yo cars out
Trina, my flow is mean
Shining like beam

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I can't break you niggas
I ain't with that cake you nigga
How much check you making nigga?
Is a in my any V or thunder nigga
Take the hits and stop hating nigga
It's the baddest bitch, worst shit you nigga
I'm from bottom bitch, trouble girl
Model shit, I love my pearls, we are the shit
Now shake what you make that dollar with
I'm hating hoes that calling quits
The bag is back and I'm hard to get
Bitch! Here we go again, count that shit
All we do is win
First the man wanna be my friend
Nigga wanna cup me a piece
I'm good at those, in the cockle rose
I'm here with those
Trina, just focus me
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Shine like beam like I live that Molly Bean life
Talk all night shit, all day, green light
Ain't no problems, just pilots and bottles
And models, and autos and condos, she swallow
Dollar, I'm too fast to follow
You know I go all the way
Murcielago, mango paint
She freaky, she sneaky, she ain't no saint
You know how that goes
That's the way it goes
If you look out for one you gotta look out for all

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I show up and show off
Could see them hoes who act cute then broke down
Suck that dick till I'm tired
And look me in my eyes, gotta make that head fly
I go live, MDMA
A few times I was tempted to play
I'm racked up and plus my hoes got the cash up
I don't fuck with hoes with no benefits
You gotta hit them hoes, that's why I'm tripping bitch
Many got shown, talking red bottles
Bitch ain't my baby momma
I'm going harder
And my bitch on Molly, smoking ganja
We ride around bumping the oldest carter
I taught 'er how to shoot and use that chopper
About to teach how to mix the coke with water
And if she came I'm a get a ho that's smarter
Billion burgers, 8 a piece
I'm BBS'in, shining like beam

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