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trina - round of applause lyrics

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[hook]
i’m radio city, racks i got plenty
you don’t know a bad b-tch like me it ain’t many
i can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your n-gga and tell me how he feel me

yes i talk sh-t, and we tost middle finger
speed off bad b-tch
big benz get money f-ck friends
get your elevate, out in dc
i met the finish line what a game inz
with my top off in my sp-ceship
i’m looking 3d i meet your face b-tch

[hook]
i’m radio city, racks i got plenty
you don’t know a bad b-tch like me it ain’t many
i can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your n-gga and tell me how he feel me, ’cause..
i’ve been doing this sh-t i ready made the k!lling
i’m so sick i need something the ceiling
take a seat y’all i’m in the building
my times up b-tches, 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 b-tch you can s-ck a d-ck
deep rollie, suga coddie, you know i roll it
you know i through it up on whacks, so work it on it
the b-tch independent, come or at least swag
kim kay curves, we trip kay bad
and i ain’t got to prove myself the name b-tch
i’ve been making hits after hits after hits

[hook]
i’m radio city, racks i got plenty
you don’t know a bad b-tch like me it ain’t many
i can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your n-gga and tell me how he feel me, ’cause..
i’ve been doing this sh-t i ready made the k!lling
i’m so sick i need something the ceiling
take a seat y’all i’m in the building
my times up b-tches, 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 n-gga he came back to me
with a plate full of fame he said it’s all for me
i ain’t’ wanna be a rapper can’t came to me
you b-tches 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, b-tch you know i’m the hottest
now i’m addicted to rapping, this b-tches they all rapping
’cause now i’m back in the building, and it feels like i’m trapping

[hook]
i’m radio city, racks i got plenty
you don’t know a bad b-tch like me it ain’t many
i can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real many
and let your n-gga and tell me how he feel me



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