Trina - Damn lyrics

[Intro: Tory Lanez] Mhm That’s why you love me, baby! Thugga (Thugga) I swear, as soon as she walked out I seen that I was ___? Uh, way, OK! [Hook: Tory Lanez (Trina)] Ass on “What the f** you got up in them jeans?” girl Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, girl? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty! (Ass on “What the f** I got up in them jeans?” boy Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, boy? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!) [Verse 1: Tory Lanez] She a f**in’ stunna 100 percenter, ain’t no one can front her Shorty, you be doin’ something to me in that Yves when it’s all-blue Like it when you got it on and love it when it’s on you Yeah, and you know this sh** for you, yeah Split it, flip it, get ’em corners, hit it with you, yeah You was who I was gon’ bring all this sh** to, yeah And you knew I was gon’ give this sh** to you, so baby, yeah! G4 pilot flying private in the Lear I been on an island, shorty, wildin’ over here Ma, sit your pretty a** down in a chair ‘Cause you know how they stare, ’cause shorty got a [Hook: Tory Lanez (Trina)] Ass on “What the f** you got up in them jeans?” girl Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, girl? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty! (Ass on “What the f** I got up in them jeans?” boy Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, boy? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!) [Verse 2: Trina] My Giuseppe game is on CSI Pulling up in something tinted you can’t see inside Mirror, mirror on the motherf**ing wall Who the flyest of them all? Oh my gosh, you can see it’s I! Black label like I’m BMI 50 thousand just so she can fly Then I’m hopping off a jet All myselly, no R. Kelly, motherf**er, just believe I fly! Tell them b**hes that it’s D or die Ghetto booty, still chicken when you season fries Too much clink and she can’t see, she blind Motherf**er, can you see me now? [Hook: Tory Lanez (Trina)] Ass on “What the f** you got up in them jeans?” girl Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, girl? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty! (Ass on “What the f** I got up in them jeans?” boy Goddamn, how the f** it’s bustin out the seams, boy? Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!)