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Ladies 1st

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Song By Trina Artist Bio
Album - Diamond Princess
In Category : Misc Lyrics
Submitted By : Jan Michaels

ft. Eve

[Hook:]

Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no quittin when the ladies get to spittin'.
Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.
Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.
Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.
Ain't no stoppin when the ladies get to rockin'.

[Verse 1: Trina]

I'm still tha baddest drapped in the best fabrics.
Leathers and the CZ's and the S classes.
Ghetto angel. wrist glists like the rainbow.
Yellow, reds and blues. Watch the ice dangle.
Colorful things, full beams, no illusion.
VVS clean gleam, no inclusions.
Glamorous with the gangst twist.
Gucci on the hip Betaluche on the wrist.
And we off glass,we glistining, u listining.
I got that new shyt like William holla.
U thinking I'm a dyme, but I'ma silver dollar.
Ice 'round my collar, the Diamond Princess that's right.
It's a lotta big money in my sixes. Marble walls from Mikka floors.
Shoes by Jimmy Chose and Micheal Clours.
Fuck Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve.
Uh.
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Eve]

Ay Yo. I'm not a regular bytch, I don't do regular shyt dog.
U see me on T.V., u know that I spit. Know these niggaz I'm wit.
Game ain't change me that much. Discovered incline.
Discovered that it tightened my butt.
But really, other that that, hate these frivolous chats.
DO I cook or clean.
Daddy I hire for that. Need a house wife?
That ain't Eve, my business come first.
I think you'll understand after this one verse.
Always been a bytch about mine and fuck wit winners.
Me and Trin top of tha line. Nigga listen.
Keep these chicks prayin we stop. It neva happens.
Sittin' back wishing that they neva started rappin.
Too late, hurtin' 'em hard. What chu wan do?
Stop what? Fuck out tha way, watch how we come through.
I'm living too good. Fuck u suckas.
At the club, at the bar, sippin blue mothafuckas.
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Trina]

You see can't too many hoes come after me.
I hafta be in the Jacob or the Master Piece.
It take cash to speak. I neva had to lease.
Between me and the girls, we need at least half the flee.
My man's money gotta be longer than his dick.
But look, long as u want. Who stronger than this clique?
From 1 minute, 2 minutes, some minute.
The G 5, me and E so come wit it.
[Hook]

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<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC '-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN' 'http://www.w3.org/TR/html4/loose.dtd'>; <html><head><title>Mix Lyrics | Ladies 1st</title></head><body><h3>Ladies 1st</h3><br><br> By: Trina<br><br><p>ft. Eve<br /><br />[Hook:]<br /><br />Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.<br />Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.<br />Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.<br />Ain't no quittin when the ladies get to spittin'.<br />Ay Yo! Miss Trina rock tha party.<br />Ay Yo! E-V-E rock tha party.<br />Ay Yo! Get on up, shake yo body.<br />Ain't no stoppin when the ladies get to rockin'.<br /><br />[Verse 1: Trina]<br /><br />I'm still tha baddest drapped in the best fabrics.<br />Leathers and the CZ's and the S classes.<br />Ghetto angel. wrist glists like the rainbow.<br />Yellow, reds and blues. Watch the ice dangle.<br />Colorful things, full beams, no illusion.<br />VVS clean gleam, no inclusions.<br />Glamorous with the gangst twist.<br />Gucci on the hip Betaluche on the wrist.<br />And we off glass,we glistining, u listining.<br />I got that new shyt like William holla.<br />U thinking I'm a dyme, but I'ma silver dollar.<br />Ice 'round my collar, the Diamond Princess that's right.<br />It's a lotta big money in my sixes. Marble walls from Mikka floors.<br />Shoes by Jimmy Chose and Micheal Clours.<br />Fuck Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve.<br />Uh.<br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Verse 2: Eve]<br /><br />Ay Yo. I'm not a regular bytch, I don't do regular shyt dog.<br />U see me on T.V., u know that I spit. Know these niggaz I'm wit.<br />Game ain't change me that much. Discovered incline.<br />Discovered that it tightened my butt.<br />But really, other that that, hate these frivolous chats.<br />DO I cook or clean.<br />Daddy I hire for that. Need a house wife?<br />That ain't Eve, my business come first.<br />I think you'll understand after this one verse.<br />Always been a bytch about mine and fuck wit winners.<br />Me and Trin top of tha line. Nigga listen.<br />Keep these chicks prayin we stop. It neva happens.<br />Sittin' back wishing that they neva started rappin.<br />Too late, hurtin' 'em hard. What chu wan do?<br />Stop what? Fuck out tha way, watch how we come through.<br />I'm living too good. Fuck u suckas.<br />At the club, at the bar, sippin blue mothafuckas.<br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Verse 3: Trina]<br /><br />You see can't too many hoes come after me.<br />I hafta be in the Jacob or the Master Piece.<br />It take cash to speak. I neva had to lease.<br />Between me and the girls, we need at least half the flee.<br />My man's money gotta be longer than his dick.<br />But look, long as u want. Who stronger than this clique?<br />From 1 minute, 2 minutes, some minute.<br />The G 5, me and E so come wit it. <br />[Hook]</p> <br><br> <b>Submitted By :-></b> Jan Michaels<br><br><b>Lyric From</b> <a href='http://www.mixlyrics.com/'>Mix Lyrics</a><br></body></html>

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