VERSE1:
[J-Shin] (Trina)
You're the finest bitch I've ever seen
(That's right)
Looking like a ghetto queen
So call it ghetto fabulous
She the type of bitch I wanna bust
Said baby can I drop this please
In the tail from the back while smokin'trees
Hey sext mama, playful eyes
Just tell me can you freak me right?
VERSE2:
[Trina]
Yo, yo uh Miss Trina Z3 Beamer
Open up my legs stick your head in between them
Till I bust like lead from the heater
Make sure you bread for the diva
Leave niggas pockets dry like the cleaners
Fly by with the shine bright gleamers
Flossin' with the lime Via Spiegal's
Make it hurt with the H-Class pieces
I take back shots, take back shots
Get a nigga for his cakes and his rocks
Positions that you've never even heard before
Twists around and ride a dick vertical, uh
Fine, looky here where the long dick niggas at?
You're the average bitch, I got carrots bitch
Hot with a ho cause I'm da baddest bitch
CHORUS:
[J-Sin]
I got 69 ways to make you come my way
Those other bitches don't play
I do it 69 ways
I wanna get down with her
(Down with her)
I wanna get down with her
(Down with her)
VERSE2:
[Trina]
Ghetto superstar
Niggas eat the pussy like a sushi bar
Never let the nigga hit the coochie raw
Might bust a nut on my Gucci bra
I guess you think you fuckin' with a hoochie huh?
Fat pussy lookin' juicy huh?
And it's two feet schooled ya huh?
You got tweety grand you can screw me huh?
Got a hundred grand we can make a movie huh?
I know you'll stick with me, cause your baby daddy
trick with me
Cop rocks at Tiffany's
I make him fuck till his back stiff
Hid the stash in the mattress
so I can shop at Sax Fifth
Fuck a nigga just for pratice
Fake a nut like an actress give a fake address
Milk a nigga like a fat breast
Till there ain't no cash left
Shit I'm a bad bitch
CHORUS - Repeats 1.
this song could be about sex...or..uh maybe sex?