We Got lyrics

by

Trina


[Chorus: JV & Trick Daddy]
We got
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't

[JV]
That's right (that's right) that's us
Trina, JV, Trina, Tre+
Hit the club, slide through on dubs
Back to back ride through like what
Still goin, po'in hennessey
The best thing showin, blowin, remember me?
J to the dot straight to the top
We the sh*t for real other n*ggas play hot

[Money Mark]
To all the young hoes, I love ya fo'
Who let me take 'em to the house, get 'em loose, let 'em go
On the ??? so I guess I gotta love 'em though
But I'm a P i m p, so you know I dont love these hoes
And I, don't see 'em, (don't see 'em), won't be 'em
Won't be buyin' no hoes Benz's or Benz
No mo' diggin in Money Mark ???
I'm a Slip-N-Slide n*gga and i straight dont see 'em
[Chorus: JV & Trick Daddy]
We Got
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't

[Trick Daddy]
Yo T-double D doin' amazing thangs
And have you b*tches around sayin', Why you say them things?
Cuz I'm a T-H-U double G-G
Wherever I go, you b*tches you love me
Whether an LP, uh, a remix
The only thing I'm a spit is G' sh*t
Specialize in f*ckin' and gettin' head
??? wanna pay for riches for head
Of a, ass hoe, that mack hoe
The truth of the matter fact, a slapped hoe
Beaten back ??? and hoodrat hoes
I like them slim and po'
No fat hoes
If I, had a penny for every b*tch I get
I'd be a young raw n*gga with a platinum di*k
Ride around town with the platinum sh*t
Spittin' all these gangsta platinum hits
[Chorus: JV & Trick Daddy]
We Got
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't

[Trina]
Ms. Trina, Ms. Drama
Diamond princesses got the mama
Stacken that bread, plenty dolla's
Drop it, pop it, Fendi colla's
Chart toppin', hit droppin'
Ain't no stoppin' the champane from poppin'
I'm finna bring a Grammy home to Miami
Purple see ok, drop candy
Twenty Inches, dipped in the chrome
Lil mama, thick to the bone
When the last time you seen a b*tch like this
Come into the game and get rich like this
A b*tch that make hit after hit like this
Icy from a anklet to the wrist with
Mo' mansions, mo' yachts
Slip-N-Slide got the bottom on lock
[Chorus: JV & Trick Daddy]
We Got
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't
Mo' hoes (mo' hoes), mo' dank (mo' dank)
Mo' cheese in the bank, mo' rank
My dawgs on dubs, yours ain't
My dawgs do whateva, yours can't
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