Trina - Told Y'all lyrics

(feat. Rick Ross) [Trina] let me put my left foot in the game now put my right foot in the game now let me show y'all what I'm workin wit time to slide to the dance floor [Verse 1] hair do nails done thats us new car paper tags thats us new gear hot sh** thats us keep n***as like thats us where my get money honeys at right here where my iced out b**hes at right here where my gold gettin b**hes at right here where my silver spoon women at right here you the sh** girl let that n***a know the rent due girl let that n***a know enjoyin yourself let that n***a know the s** good girl let that n***a know hold up y'all its my turn now hold up y'all its our turn now its our turn now its our turn now [Chorus] I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now [Verse 2] blow up show up you a hatin a** b**h so what im the baddest b**h sure nuff they know my clique so tough you wanna do what hold up switch up flows drop tops 6 fo's keep up with me I'm on the west coast I get love from the bloods & crypts they love the hips hottest sh** in the south they love the hip me trick brick duece mobb c-o get loose slip & slide here forever stop askin I step out & camera's start flashin [Chorus] I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now [Rick Ross] let me put the cris in the game now let me put the crypt in the game now let me pop the x in the game let me show y'all what I'm workin wit [Verse 3: Rick Ross] y'all n***as wanna f** wit ross point 'em out who really wanna touch the boss I ride around all the time no tints on the benz cell phone flipped out lookin sick on the rims now name a n***a who could f** wit me name a n***a who could flow wit me east to west coast I'm the best wit toast attack ta blow I'm aimin at your neck & throat now naked hoes givin neck for dope ba gets and roes and the lex and glow im a k**a y'all n***as I'm the best you know rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now [Chorus] I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now I told y'all a** to get down now