Trina

Trina - Round of Applause lyrics

rate me

Hook:

I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,

you don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many

I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many

and let your nigga and tell me how he feel me.

Yes I talk shit, and we tost middle finger

speed off bad bitch

big benz get money fuck friends

get your elevate, out in DC

I met the finish line what a game inz,

with my top off in my spaceship

I'm looking 3D I meet your face bitch.

Hook:

I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,

you don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many

I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many

and let your nigga and tell me how he feel me, 'cause..

I've been doing this shit I ready made the killing

I'm so sick I need something the ceiling,

take a seat y'all I'm in the building,

my times up bitches, I'm in the building

hands in the air, round of applause,

hands in the air I just shut it down,

hands in the air round of applause,

hands in the air I just shut it down.

I skull on my time fin the talk sleep,

if I ain't the baddest bitch you can s*ck a dick,

deep rollie, suga coddie, you know I roll it,

you know I through it up on whacks, so work it on it,

the bitch independent, come or at least swag,

Kim Kay curves, we trip kay bad,

and I ain't got to prove myself the name bitch

I've been making hits after hits after hits.

Hook:

I'm radio city, racks I got plenty,

you don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many

I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many

and let your nigga and tell me how he feel me, 'cause..

I've been doing this shit I ready made the killing

I'm so sick I need something the ceiling,

take a seat y'all I'm in the building,

my times up bitches, I'm in the building

hands in the air, round of applause,

hands in the air I just shut it down,

hands in the air round of applause,

hands in the air I just shut it down.

P**sy on this nigga he came back to me,

with a plate full of fame he said it's all for me,

I aint' wanna be a rapper can't came to me,

you bitches tryin too hard, it ain't a thing for me

I've been whipping exotic, till your flights to a rise,

lands course to the goddess, bitch you know I'm the hottest,

now I'm addicted to rapping, this bitches they all rapping,

'cause now I'm back in the building, and it feels like I'm trapping

[Hook:]

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