Sangtekst: Trina. Other. Stop Playing On My Phone.

[Intro:]
Uh uh hell nah, nope
I got this bitch number n I'm callin a ho right now!
Sick of her shit, fuck that, no no fuck that!

[Chorus:]
Miss Trina isnt home
Stop playin on my phone
Stop playin games u grown
I love to take your man he gone
Stop playin, stop playin
(Stop playin on my phone) [x3]

[Verse 1:]
Girlfriend I ain't tryin to be vein
But I don't want your man, he's lame
He ain't nothin but a big ool' trick
That nigga can't never get this
I done been told him to get gone
So why u callin my phone
U betta check your man at home
He the one that's doin u wrong
Slow up yo, grow up ho
That nigga ain't worth your time
Half the time, these niggas be lyin
Yea, don't pay that shit, no mine

[Chorus:]
Miss Trina isnt home
Stop playin on my phone
Stop playin games u grown
I love to take your man he gone
Stop playin, stop playin
(Stop playin on my phone) [x3]

[Verse 2:]
Yea, man I just changed my numba
Tell me how u got this numba
Keep callin from a block numba
Comin up private in my physic
Damn, I'm so tired of this
Ya nigga leave a bitch alone
Cause I didn't give ya'll sluts my numba
Ya'll ho's better call Mike Jones
Stop playin on my phone
But cuss shot than I'd be wrong
I hate sound rooshy
But ain't nothin else worse than a male groupie

[Chorus:]
Miss Trina isnt home
Stop playin on my phone
Stop playin games u grown
I love to take your man he gone
Stop playin, stop playin
(Stop playin on my phone) [x3]

Ooohh ah, ooohh ah, ooohh ah