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69 Ways Lyrics

[1 - J-Shin (Trina)]
You're the finest b**** I've ever seen
(That's right)
Looking like a ghetto queen
So call it ghetto fabulous
She the type of b**** I wanna bust
Said baby can I drop this please
In the tail from the back while smokin' trees
Hey s**y mama, playful eyes
Just tell me can you freak me right?

[Trina]
Yo, yo, uh Miss Trina Z3 Beamer
Open up my legs put your head in between em
Till I bust like lead from a heater
Make sure you got bread for the diva
Leave a n***** pockets dry like the cleaners
Fly by with the shine bright gleamers
Flossin' with the lime Via Spigas
Make it hurt with the H-Class pieces
I take back shots, take back shots
Get a n**** for his cake and his rocks
Positions that you've never even heard before
Twist around and ride a d*** vertical, uh
Fine, looky here where the long d*** n***** at?
Where them six figure stacks and the fifties at?
You're the average b****, I got carats b****
Hot with a ho cause I'm da baddest b****
[J-Shin]
I got 69 ways to make you come my way
Those other b****** 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)

[Trina]
Ghetto superstar
n***** eat the p**** like a sushi bar
Never let a n**** hit the koochie raw
Might bust a nut on my Gucci bra
I guess you think you f*****' with a hoochie huh?
Fat p**** lookin' juicy huh?
In this two piece Coogi huh?
You got twenty 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 f*** till his back stiff
Hid the stash in the mattress so I can shop at Sax Fifth
f*** a n**** just for practice
Fake a nut like an actress give a fake address
Milk a n**** like a fat breast
Till there ain't no cash left
s*** I'm a bad b****
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