Trina - How We Do? lyrics

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Trina - How We Do? lyrics

[Verse 1: Trina] Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop in Milan for Louis Vuitton The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella And can't none of these hoes out floss me Gator boots by Sergio Rossi Ms. Trina I got to splurge Figure eight frame baby watch the curves Walk in the club don't waste no time Hit the bar up two cases of wine Cute face thin waist line Drop to the beat pop to the base line To all my girls that's kickin it You got Cris in yo gla** and you sippin it You bout money and you gettin it We tight that's right. Uh [Hook: Fabolous & Trina] (Hey) This how we do! (Hooo) Yall can't deny (Hey) This how we do (whoa) I'm the baddest far from the average (Hey) Diamond Princess (whoa) Ghetto F-a-b (hey) This how we do (whoa) [Verse 2: Fabolous] I like my ladies off the gla** like shootin off the back board Sexiest mommies beautiful as black broads Cutest rude girl, thick as Caucasian Pretty as Cape Verdean, slick as Malaysians Ask them let them b**hes say yes sir Young and live among riches in West Jerve Switch in the excurve Strut through this b**h in the best furs b**h in a Lex Jerse Twin gray crosses (bling) I'm the might cone Brightly chrome vendaidoes Cover your girl face From the Bruce Lee Roy glow On a mother a pearl face All I do is say one word Yall say it's foolish I send splurge I'm a lose 1/3 I never go broke my name got two o's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Chorus (repeat) [Verse 3: Trina] Nice lips, nice thighs, nice hips p**y tighter then a pair of vice grips I don't pay n***as, n***as pay me (I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress From the M-I home of the stop b**hes Cristal, and caviar b**hes, twist this game for all you fly b**hes I Spit nuttin but the hot sh**, you got the four dot get the four dot six Maybe than you can ride with a hot b**h VS from the anklet to the wrist I been in the game just two years End a few careers there it is But now I'm back on top again With some red hot sh** for you to cop again (Yeah) Chorus (repeat 2)