Money ain’t a problem Trina

[Trina talking....]

I'm the queen till the death of me
Can't compare me, I'm higher than that epitome
I'm the queen till the death of me
I'm higher than that epitome
I'm the queen till the death of me
I put you hoes up under extortion

[Verse 1]

I switch 24 outfits in one fucking day
24 cars in 24 different driveways
My money long, mandingo
I'm talking guap, jackpot, the casino
Brazilian long weave with some bow legs
Work in the trunk for my nigga I'mma thorough bread
I'm wiping pots, baking cookies for the block
Now I'm off to meeting my secret service, I'm Barrack

[Hook]

I'm sliding soft, my whip clean
I'm still the baddest bitch that you ever seen
Money ain't a problem
Money ain't a problem
I'm sliding soft, my whip clean
I'm still the baddest bitch that you ever seen
Money ain't a problem
Money ain't a problem
I ain't got no money problems