Sangtekst: Trina. Club Skit.

ANEGL:CHILD COME ON

TRINA:I KNOW HE AINT COMING OVER HERE?

ANGEL:COME ON LET'S GO OVER THERE RAY READY

TRINA:I KNOW BUT CHILD LOOK AT HIM LOOK.

TRINA:LOOK AT HI SHOES GIRL

ANGEL:LET'S GO OVER THERE

TRINA:I HOPE HE DON'T COME OVER HERE HE IS SO TIRED HONEY

ANGEL:HE IS REAL TIRED

TRINA:I DON'T THINK SO!

ANGEL:WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ON HIS GRILL

TRINA:HE IS DEFINITELY A FASHION STATEMENT HONEY

ANGEL:WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ON HIS GRILL

TRINA:I DON'T KNOW BUT IT'S SHONUFF BLINDING ME.I KNOW HE BETTER NOT COME OVER
HERE

MAN:YO BABY WHATS UP CAN I BUY YOU A DRINK?

TRINA:YEAH WHAT EVER


ANGEL:YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TOLD HIM YEAH NOW HE GONNA THINK HE ALL THAT

TRINA:OH SHIT!HERE HE COME

MAN:HERE YOU GO BABY.YOU GOT THE FINEST GLASS OFF CHAMPAGENE J.ROGIE I'VE BEEN
WATCHING YOU ALL NIGHT.HOLD ON LET ME SIT RIGHT HERE

ANGEL:WE DID NOT INVITE YO ASS TO SIT DOWN

TRINA:SEE THAT'S WHY YOU CAN'T BE NICE TO NIGGAS IN DA CLUB NOW.

MAN:WHAT YOU MEAN BABY?

TRINA:FIRST OF ALL I'M NOT YOUR BABY (ANGEL:OK)SO GET YOUR TIRED CELL RAG
ICEBERG WEARING FOGGY DIAMOND CHEAP CHAMPAGENE BUYING ASS OUT MY FACE.
NIGGA YOU MUST BE DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM HOLD ON ANGEL BUY DIS NIGGA A
BOTTLE OF CRIS

ANGEL:OK!BROKE SCRUB ASS NIGGA

MAN:GIMME BACK MY DRINK THEN BITCH!

TRINA:WE GONNA SHOW YOU HOW TO BALL PLAYBOY