I Pity the Poor Immigrant
What time ya'll?? Ball off tha chain
[CHORUS- 2x]
You off tha chain wit it,
you do your thang wit it
tha way you talk, tha way you walkin
girl you slang wit it
You on tha road lil' momma
Outta control lil' momma
never know dis b'4, but damn you swole lil momma
[VERSE 1: Trina]
Like I said before, you don't nann hoe
who off tha chain like me, you understand hoe?
I got tha niggas at me, I got tha bitches at me
At the shows dyke hoes blowin kisses at me
Slow your roll hoe, Lil' Momma strictly dick
I'm the bitch that got you
Now That We're Done
Got to try my best to reach the lowest low
To a place where no one goes
If you let me taste your soul
I'd let you taste my funky emotions
And I'll cover you with me
In a pool of ecstasy
There's no place I'd rather be
Then with you
Please let me do you again
[Chorus:]
Now that we're done, what are you thinkin'
Body's so soft, just can't stop thinkin'
You touch me there, what are you thinkin', ooh
Now that we're done, what are you thinkin'
Body's so soft, just can't stop thinkin'
Here comes the sun, now what are you thinkin', ooh
Lying here on a bed full of trust
Just don't fully cover the lust
Anticipating on the questions I'll ask
Was I strong enough or will I last, I don't know
It's kinda hard to play this right
These feelings that I have inside
Is something that I just can't, can't hide
[Chorus 2x]
Do it again
Can't believe how this feels
The feeling is unreal
I got to know now that we're done
Now that we're done, what are you thinkin'
Can we do it again and again and again and agian
112 won't you help me sing it
[Chorus]
[Ad lib until fade]