เนื้อเพลง Lame - Trina

[Intro]
Naw n*gga get the fucc out my face
Lame ass n*gga I don't know you n*gga
Get the fucc outta here don't be standing close to me
Get the fucc over I don't want no drink
I buy my own bottle ill buy you a bottle too
Broke ass n*gga get the fucc outta here

[Chorus]
You a lame small watch ity bity chain
You a lame running round thinking you the man
Yous a lame miss me with that weak ass game
Yous a lame you so lame
N*gga you a lame always talking bout yo bread
You a lame n*gga probably workin wit the feds
Yous a lame u aint really got no change
Yous a lame you so lame n*gga yous a lame

[Verse 1]
Who you think your fooling boy I know your lame
Cant even see the cross is that your baby chain
Think your spittin game, my ears catchin pain
Your trap bumpin hard why your shoes don't have a name
Gingivitis breath cuz u talking sh*t
I know everytime you lyin cuz u grab yo dicc
That's a fuccin rental you jus threw on tints
You fucc that ugly girl why you don't claim yo chicc
Thought you slangin briccs you aint Hercules
Them lil nickel bags you more like mini me's
You jus offending me caused me a tragedy
U fix your thoughts theres a chance youll be fuccin me
No I don't want yo number
No I don't wanna give you mine
And no I don't wanna meet you no where
No I don't want none of your time

[Verse 2]
Yous a snitchin ass n*gga
Soft get robbed p*ssy pie ass n*gga
Booty d borrow your brother clothes broke n*gga
Standin at the crap games you lookin ass n*gga
Sittin shot gun d*ck ridin slub ass n*gga
Always where you at when you call ass n*gga
You ring my phone bacc to bacc tired ass n*gga
You cant keep a job on the corner ass n*gga
Bond out of jail and then you bac again ass n*gga
Livin witcho mama cheap petty ass n*gga
Running outta gas all the time ass n*gga
Always wanna borrow a few dollas ass n*gga
Ol boppin ass n*gga

[Verse 3]
These fucc n*ggas lame they swear they makin bread
You wanna talk to who b*tch you can gimme head
Head the other way make a you turn
Cuz ima big spender ima make yo pockets burn
Ask round the firm and i run the firms
Motivation seminars so my b*tches learn
We don't fucc wit lames cuz we bad b*tches
Let em know first quarter that we bout them riches
Givem tender kisses hell be blowed away
Especially wen he see how much he gone have to pay
A high maintence b*tch like kimora lee
O another bad b*tch who Victoria B

[Outro]
I see you lame ass n*gga
Im bout to start exposin u n*ggas
Start callin n*ggas names b*tch ass n*ggas
Yal n*ggas don't wanna fucc wit me straight up
Im bouts to pop off on n e mutha f*cka that want it they can get it
Get the fucc outta here
Lame ass n*ggas fucc yal lame ass b*tches too
Shut the fucc up succ a dicc bithces
Yours truly trina baddest b*tch of all times