[Intro]
You a fool for this one, Trina
(Holiday season)
All my ladies (Trina, Collipark)
[Chorus]
Long heels, red bottoms (Turn this song up), long heels, red bottoms (I want you to turn around)
Long heels, red bottoms (Report to the mirror right now), long heels, red bottoms (And get to work)
Step, step (Tie that long hair up), step, step, in your (Put them red bottoms on)
Step, step, step, step, in your (Show me what you're workin' with)
Long heels, red bottoms, long heels, red bottoms (305, what's up?)
Long heels, red bottoms, long heels, red bottoms (DJ iLL WiLL)
Step, step, step, step, in your (This gon' have my ladies goin' crazy)
Step, step, step, step, in your (Get it, Trina)
[Verse 1]
What's this? Serious answer, Ms. Trina, private dancer
Long hair, don't care, left no evidence like I won't dare
Now they tryna smell from my perfume
If it was not me, then whom?
I'm talkin' 'bout could've came out tonight wearin' J's
Skin-tight jeans would've worked, but hey
Thought it was time for a change
I'm guilty, what can I say?
Kinda like M.I.A. in this bitch, what's good?
Hatin' on me, then bitch, what's hood?
I said it, I'm a problem, I get it
But diamond princess ain't with it
I'm 'bout my dough, get my cash
I'm what everybody starin' at (Holiday season, bitch)
They see me in
You a fool for this one, Trina
(Holiday season)
All my ladies (Trina, Collipark)
[Chorus]
Long heels, red bottoms (Turn this song up), long heels, red bottoms (I want you to turn around)
Long heels, red bottoms (Report to the mirror right now), long heels, red bottoms (And get to work)
Step, step (Tie that long hair up), step, step, in your (Put them red bottoms on)
Step, step, step, step, in your (Show me what you're workin' with)
Long heels, red bottoms, long heels, red bottoms (305, what's up?)
Long heels, red bottoms, long heels, red bottoms (DJ iLL WiLL)
Step, step, step, step, in your (This gon' have my ladies goin' crazy)
Step, step, step, step, in your (Get it, Trina)
[Verse 1]
What's this? Serious answer, Ms. Trina, private dancer
Long hair, don't care, left no evidence like I won't dare
Now they tryna smell from my perfume
If it was not me, then whom?
I'm talkin' 'bout could've came out tonight wearin' J's
Skin-tight jeans would've worked, but hey
Thought it was time for a change
I'm guilty, what can I say?
Kinda like M.I.A. in this bitch, what's good?
Hatin' on me, then bitch, what's hood?
I said it, I'm a problem, I get it
But diamond princess ain't with it
I'm 'bout my dough, get my cash
I'm what everybody starin' at (Holiday season, bitch)
They see me in
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