44 acessos
[Trina]
Não me importa o que você ouviu
Me observa me observa meu balanço meu tecer
Eu estou indo, Eu estou indo consertar meu brilho labial
Eu estou indo enfezar essas putas
Com minhas mãos nos ossos do quadril cantando
Cachorras invejosas, cachorras invejosas
Não me odeiem, não me odeiem
[Lady GaGa]
Parem de me pressionar por atenção
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Você está desculpado você não é a concorrência
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Deixar de vir a mim as armas são uma ardência
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Levanta cachorra eu poderia chutar seu rosto
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Parem de me pressionar por atenção
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Você está desculpado você não é a concorrência
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Deixar de vir a mim as armas são uma ardência
(deixem essas putas lutarem)
Levanta cachorra eu poderia chutar seu rosto
Gaga
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Trina
I was lookin' hella good
When I stepped off in the club
She was jockin' on my Gucci
I don't care what you heard
Watch me lookin' hella good
I keep throwin' her the bird
I'm about to walk away
I don't care what you heard
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
Gaga
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Trina
He keep giving me the look
Like he wanna make me holla
I feel like I'm in the club
'Cause he throwin' me them dollas
He keeps sendin' me these drinks
'Cause you lookin' like his grandma
You lookin' like his grandma
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused, you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Man, man look at this
Man, man look at this
These hoes fightin' in the streets
Hoes fightin' in the streets
Man, man look at this
Man, man look at this
These hoes fightin', fightin'
These hoes fightin' in the streets
Gaga
Baby b-boy, baby b-boy (don't hate me)
Baby b-boy, baby b-boy (jealous bitches)
Baby b-boy, baby b-boy (don't hate me)
All of these hoes fightin' it off
All of these bitches is pissin' me off
(Let them hoes die)
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
(Let them hoes fight)
You're excused you're no competition
(Let them hoes die)
Stop comin' at me guns are a blazin'
(Let them hoes fight)
hold up bitch I could stomp your face in
I bet you won't smack a bitch
I bet you won't wreck a bitch
I bet you won't smack a bitch
I bet you won't wreck a bitch