(Let them hoes die) Stop stressin' on me for the attention (Let them hoes fight) You're excused, you're no competition (Let them hoes die) Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin' (Let them hoes fight) Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Trina I was lookin' hella good When I stepped off in the club She was jockin' on my Gucci 'Cause her boyfriend want my cookie She just keep on lookin' back I keep throwin' her the bird I'm about to walk away I don't care what you heard
Watch me, watch me swing my weave I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss I'm gon' stunt on them hoes With my hands up on my hip bones singin' Jealous bitches, jealous bitches Don't hate me, don't hate me
(Let them hoes die) Stop stressin' on me for the attention (Let them hoes fight) You're excused, you're no competition (Let them hoes die) Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin' (Let them hoes fight) Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in (Let them hoes die) Stop stressin' on me for the attention (Let them hoes fight) You're excused, you're no competition (Let them hoes die) Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin' (Let them hoes fight) Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Trina He keep giving me the look Like he wanna make me holla I feel like I'm in the club 'Cause he throwin' me them dollas He keeps sendin' me these drinks 'Cause you lookin' like his grandma
Gaga I got, got, got it Pathetic if you're knowin' this is drama
Watch me, watch me swing my weave I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss I'm gon' stunt on them hoes With my hands up on my hip bones singin' Jealous bitches, jealous bitches Don't hate me, don't hate me
(Let them hoes die) Stop stressin' on me for the attention (Let them hoes fight) You're excused, you're no competition (Let them hoes die) Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin' (Let them hoes fight) Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Trina Man, man look at this Man, man look at this These hoes fightin' in the streets Hoes fightin' in the streets Man, man look at this Man, man look at this These hoes fightin', fightin' These hoes fightin' in the streets
Gaga Baby b-boy, give you a warn ??? - ??? ??? - ??? All of these hoes fightin' it off All of these bitches is pissin' me off
(Let them hoes die) Stop stressin' on me for the attention (Let them hoes fight) You're excused you're no competition (Let them hoes die) Stop comin' at me guns are a blazin' (Let them hoes fight) hold up bitch I could stomp your face in
Trina I bet you won't smack a bitch I bet you won't wreck a bitch I bet you won't smack a bitch I bet you won't wreck a bitch