50/50 Love - Trina, Trey Songz

Uh-uh-uh-uhhh, uh-uh-uh-uhhh

Sex is what I’m talkin 'bout, sex is what I’m talkin 'bout

Ahhh.

I’m not gon-na hold on no

I ain’t talkin 'bout a 70/30 (no way, no way)

Or a 60/40 (uh-uh, uh-uh)

Talkin 'bout a (50/50 when the room is empty)

(And the clothes come off, I’m doin you and you doin me)

First thangs first, Miss Trina, ducks all the lames in the game

I’m quick to put a nigga to shame

Fo' sayin my name, cause umm that’ll get you nowhere

but West Bubblefuck, with a kick in yo' nuts

So if you wanna hit the guts, then you gotta play yo' cards right

Go against the odds, cut me like I’m hard white

I train bitches like Tyko

To get the dick then the money out these niggaz goin psycho

That’s if you like a man, he kinda tight though (shit)

I don’t give a damn, I’m tryin to get you right though (what)

Got vibes retired like David Rob

Heartthrob forever, cute and thicker than ever

Sheeeit, you know you need a chick like me

Own cars, own house, own shit like me

Uhh, see me and only me

I’m the real Queen of this shit, truly yours, «Baddest Bitch»

I’m not gon-na hold on no

Uhh, you know I’m still in my prime

So, give me some lovin I could feel in my spine

And do it to me like you said you would

Talk dirty but don’t hurt me, do my body good

Show me love and give me hugs, let me cop a squeeze

Burn a few trees and let you get on top of me;

strength on that D — freaky deaky in the bedroom

I’m a lady by day by night I need my legroom

Wanna let my hurr down — get a glass of Chardonnay

I don’t mean to drink it fast but homey pardon me

Calm your nerves I got you shakin hyperventilatin

Lack of preperation and waitin for the penetration

Concentratin with every moment when we have relations

Sensations give me temptations, so gimme more ain’t no limitation

We lovemakin in the late night

Ain’t goin home 'til the daylight — so fuck me right nigga

I’m not gon-na hold on no