Trina Baps Lyrics

[Intro: Trina & Nicki Minaj]
(Audio)
Ayo, Trina! You ready?
Ayy, Nic'! Let's get 'em! Yeah
Light the blunt

[Verse 1: Trina]
This is for French Montana, Tory Lanez and friends
J. Harden, and you, too, Mr. Martin
I curved y'all boys (No disrespect to y'all boys)
Yeah, I curved y'all boys (No disrespect to y'all boys)
And to my niggas with bitches that like causin' drama
Me and my bad bitches, we like "f*ck his baby mama"
He cop me them Chanel bags, them diamonds VVS
You see this 500 million dollar mansion that's wrapped 'round my neck

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
This is for the ones who happily always toppin' me sloppily
If your money Monopoly, I ain't f*ckin' you properly (No)
He been tryin' the liquor, taste like a strawberry daiquiri
The interior chicken and the exterior broccoli
When I come through in that Range Rov', the Barbie chain glow
Keep a baddie with me and we curve 'em like a rainbow
Rockin' ice grills like some serious bitches (Let's go)
It's the Barbie and the baddest, Sagittarius bitches

[Chorus: Juvenile]
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick

[Verse 3: Trina]
I know a dude named Wayne that I used to f*ck
I slid on him, got a check, then I was off in that truck
Ferrari photo, hit the gas, left foot on the clutch
Countin' money bags, shit, I been bossin' up

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
I know this ball player that I been wantin' to f*ck I deal with rich niggas and all of them give it up (Uh-huh)
Project bitches, ass fatter than the rest of them (Yeah)
Bitches so bad, got him cuffin' and arrestin' 'em (Oop)
Yeah, he shoots dice (Okay), his coupes is nice (Uh-huh)
I be playin' with his balls (Why?), 'cause hoops is life (Okay)
Got a New York nigga, Miami nigga
Always yellin' "gang gang" with the hammer, nigga
I got a ass eatin' pro (Oh), he's suckin' my toes (Yeah)
Got a bitch bussin' off like calico (Haha)
I got a beggin'-ass dude, want me to ride his face
Got a young side-nigga, gotta hide my face (Rrr)

[Chorus: Juvenile]
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick

[Verse 5: Trina]
It's the two baddest bitches that they love to hate
We racin' yachts, it's a bad bitch holiday
It's Barbie and Cinderella in Gucci and Donatella
I got a young rich nigga with a trap in Alpharetta
I got a couple Haitian niggas who be swipin' them cards
Gettin' that income tax money, takin' trips with Minaj
I know some West Coast niggas wanna bang me out
I show you what a project chick is about, show us the money

[Chorus: Juvenile]
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that dick