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Triflin' Lyrics

"Triflin'" was written by Powell, Tamara / Harrell, Roosevelt / Slates, Angie / Morgan, Brian Alexander / Powell, Catrina.
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Ice gleam when you walk through
Stopped in my tracks like daddy what I need
But I'm a play the back got a whole lot of chicks
Wanna say they touch your stacks
And I see you're playin' Santa Claus
Got 'em all on your lap

But they givin' you whatever you want
Not me though, stallion ride rough
Plus I'm trying to see dough
Enough to make you fiend
Coko like cane, what you need
Challenge make it nothing
Let me see if you can handle me

Sexy, tempting, caught my attention
Knew that he had me in a daze
Oh his fly ways, teasing me
Enchanted, the way he
Stopped and stared me in the face

But as soon he said a word
The same old line that I already heard
Disappointed me right away
'Cause of the things he had to say were

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

His lips enticing, so inviting
Smile could melt your heart away, oh
I started to imagine just what could happen
If he should come and talk to me

But as soon he said a word
The same old line that I already heard
Disappointed me right away
'Cause of the things he had to say were

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

Ooh, I like what I see
Ooh, shorty, come and talk to me
Ooh, you spoke your first word
Ooh, I can't believe the shit I heard

Huh? What you mean you wanna touch at my house?
You'll never see me bent over my couch
Think I'm a chicken watch me thug it out
Matter of fact I'm a forget that I met you

Now why you gonna make me get ghetto and disrespect you
Had to be a clown and I'm a laugh at your silly ass
Pass on your petty cash, never should of thought I was weak
Can't believe you had the nerve to speak
Player you know who I am
You must of though I was some type of freak

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Fine as hell though
And that's so pitiful

Triflin', ghetto
Sorry, oh no
Tired, gaming
That's such a shame

Songwriters
Powell, Tamara / Harrell, Roosevelt / Slates, Angie / Morgan, Brian Alexander / Powell, Catrina

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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