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TRINA FT LIL WAYNE,RICK ROSS AND PLIES SINGLE AGAIN REMIX
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Performer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Performer
Plies
Plies
Performer
Trina Smith
Trina Smith
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trina
Trina
Composer

Lyrics

Uh, yup! Slip and slide Remix (okay, okay) It's The Big Boss, Maybach music (okay, okay) (yeah) Who's that making that funky noise? (Okay, okay) (yeah) It's Weezy, baby (okay, okay), and Trine B, huh And it's the remix baby (okay, okay) I know what I did and how I act And if I see you with a man, I'm a get my gat (nah) (Woop, woop), I'm just playin', It won't be that I got enough legal woes, and I don't need that And I gave you a ring that I don't need back Because I know one day you gon' be back Not today, but one day And my friends say I need my Beyoncé, back Like my name was Sean, I mean You stand tall, but me I lean What's wrong?, Everything Wayne what's right?, Wayne and Trine B Like a string bean, girl I'm healthy Girl I'm lyin', girl just help me Help my fly, but what flight are you on? You might not be talking 'bout me in this song I'm single again, back on the prowl (boss) I thought it was perfect, I don't know how I'm single again, back on the prowl (see you on that tidal Porsche, holla) I thought it was perfect, I don't know how (Maybach) I'm single again Hold up wait a - damn minute (minute) It ain't Benz, if the boss ain't in it (no) Yeah, it's dark tinted, I had to red rim in (see it?) She got the same ones, just add the red ribbon (yeah) Sexy, like she wanna breath again, leave again I ain't ever need a friend (no) Yeah, I'm in the thangs (thangs), throw away money (money) And I'm in the range with Floyd May money (money) Lord, pray for me, I'm single again (what?) Now look who I'm mingling with Left my baby momma, 'cause she dingy as - You might see her ridin' in the street, single again I'm single again, back on the prowl I thought it was perfect, I don't know how I'm single again, back on the prowl I thought it was perfect, I don't know how I'm single again You damn right, I cheated (ha-ha) I couldn't get it from you when I need it (when I need it) 'Cause dealin' with you, it ain't easy (it ain't easy) Think I'ma let you talk to me greasy (greasy) I ain't one of them little lames, sweetie (I ain't one of them little lames) So you single again? Well, we even (we even) I know you miss how I - You'll be back 'cause he don't - (huh) Got six, run your lips 'bout that Say Trina still the baddest, April 1st I'm back No April Fools' Joke, finna make the world lean, hah Hold up she back on the scene Weez and Trine B, Plies and Rick Ross Like Hillary Clinton, I'm the boss Dude came back, 'cause he know where it's at Super bubblegum brain (ha-ha-ha-ha) Tell me how you like that? I'm hotter than fish grease, hotter than a heater Every magazine cover you gon' see Trina (uh-huh) Black Men magazine, king, I'm Smooth Sister to sister, crip, what it do? (What it do?) Thought the grass was green on the other side Millionaires over here, we say - the other side While you was out shonin' I don't know why, I stayed so alone You couldn't say bye I'm single again, back on the prowl I thought it was perfect, I don't know how I'm single again, back on the prowl I thought it was perfect, I don't know how I'm single again
Writer(s): Elvin Prince, Algernod Washington, Katrina Taylor, Jean Borges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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