Trina, The Lost Tribe - The Big Lick lyrics

Ayy, Rero what's happening?
Look out the window
See that fucked nigga riding down
The street in that Jag?
Yeah, yeah what about him?
That's the lick right there, nigga
So what you sayin'?

I can get his bread, take all his dough
Then bitch go 'head, what you waiting for?
The right time, I'ma get it all
I'm telling ya
This ain't no bullshit I'm selling ya
Straight off the boat, good dope
I'm telling ya
Nigga, no joke, if you revoke, I'm bailin' ya
If shit get too hot I'm Makavalian ya
Is you down for the plot?
Now you know I ain't failin' ya
But any tricks bitch, with the flame
I'm sweatin' ya 'Cause you's a slick bitch


Ican see the Hell in ya
I'm tellin' ya, no games
Nah, nigga, straight up, we can
Split da weight up fifty, fifty
Sixty, forty, deal? yeah
You sure? Damn real, that's still six digit's
But what's the nigga name? Stingy
He pack plenty
He got any friends? Not too many
He hang with one man
He got a name? Lock toting gun man
You heard of him?
Nah, but I know just the nigga to murder him
The ex-con I know named Bong
Psycho Vietnam vet who owe me a bet
When you wanna set it up?
Now nigga, I know where he at right now
Nigga well shit, hand me the phone, Bong
What up nigga? It's on
Where it's at? I been waiting
For this type of lick
Enough of that shit, let's do something quick
Rapper, go and shoot something
It's time to get paid

Well, bitch, call him and see where he at
Nigga, I told you I knew where
The nigga was at right now
Nigga, you think I'm playin'
Give me the phone hold up, hold up be quiet

Hello, what's up boo? What's happening?
Nothing, I was just thinkin' 'bout you
I wanted to know if I
Could come see you tonight
What you think? You ain't even have to
Ask me no shit like that hold on baby
Let me see who this is on the other line

What up nigga let's go get that fill, yey
What up Pull? Cowboy hold on Pull
I got this bitch on the other line
Damn nigga
What the fuck you had me on hold for so long?

Who the fuck you think I am En Vogue, nigga?
So what you gon' let me come through or what?
Damn, it ain't gotta be all
Of that someone out there
Come through about 8, shit
Alright I'll see you when I get there

What'cha say
Yo? I got a bad ass bitch on the way yo
Who dat? A bitch named Trina
I met her at the mall
Ya should've seen her, hold up
Red ho push a beamer
Oh nigga, you know the ho, yeah
That ho'll set you up boy
She all for it, I could never fall for it

Nah, never say never yo
She a little cover ho
Set niggas up for they cheddar
Yo but I'm a lot better though
Boy, I'm tellin' ya
She'll wet niggas up with what the pussy
Nigga, I ain't stupid over no harmless ho

You ain't listening yo
She bustin' more than nuts
Besides you barely know that slut
What don't think she know about
The blow and the blow
And the G's and the G's
And the shit from overseas

Well, if it come down to that
Then I'm a squeeze
And since you feel like that
I'll keep the pistol
With the bitch on her knees
I'm still coming over there
Whatever yo she with that freak shit
I ain't on that creep shit
I'm coming to peep shit
Oh, nigga where you at? I'm
Down the street shit

Hold on Pull, I think that's the
Bitch at the door there, who dat?
It's me nigga, hold on
Damn what the fuck took you so long?
What you was out a town or
Something? It's all good though
As long as you brought that phat ass with ya
Close the door, close the door, hold up
Fuck nigga, you ain't heard
I'm da baddest bitch