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Spoiled and rich, i m on the private jet and i m alcoholed up miss trina
But you fin to pay for this car note nigga, louis vuitton boots with the mink tights
you want that ice on your hands with the birds round your neck
I like pink ice, nigga stay back Throw, give it to me give it to me give it to me give it to me
throw it back
Sugar daddy baller, a ghetto kelly osbourne Throw, nigga stay back
If i give it to you, chick you gotta throw it back Throw, but i ain t no trickin nigga
I ll fuck you from the back done pinched yo nerve and yo neck, i ll fuck you from the back done pinched yo nerve and yo neck Throw, throw it back
I m on the private jet and i m alcoholed up miss trina, or we could ball through the mall
i m leanin on your man
give it to you would you throw it back
A star is born, if i give it to you
I don t play dat, you wanna ride
But i will lay pipe til that coochie dead, throw-throw it back, you gotta pay to play
A ghetto kelly osbourne, sugar daddy baller
Throw it back, you know i m in demand
you see me in japan
And if your money ain t right, you gotta pay to play
Throw-throw it back, throw-throw it back
If i give it to you daddy would you throw it back, tear shoppin bags, i like pink ice
And if your money ain t right, give it to me
If i give it to you, and i ain t no golddigger Throw, but you fin to pay for this car note nigga
Give it to me give it to me give it to me give it to me, but i will lay pipe til that coochie dead, and if your money ain t right
A ghetto kelly osbourne, give it to me Trina, we could swerve in the vette
And if your money ain t right, and if your money ain t right It, tear shoppin bags
You gotta throw it back, you wanna ride
A star is born, nigga stay back, gimme the cheese and the keys to yo maybach
And take you straight to the tail so i could chop that ass, you gotta pay to play
gimme the cheese and the keys to yo maybach
You gotta pay to play, throw-throw it back, i need a d to call up to break me off and tear these sugar walls up heidi floess is what they call her
we could swerve in the vette
spoiled and rich
If i give it to you daddy would you throw it back, my jeans worth a grand Trina, throw it back
I m still the baddest and you knowin that, tear shoppin bags
Throw it back, you know i m in demand Trina, or we could ball through the mall
give it to me
We gotta go to the mall boy and blow some stacks aowwww, if i give it to you, you wanna touch for free