Trinidad James Di$respectful

Issues happen just like every day

Bitches want a bigger pay

Never been a tricking type of nigga so baby girl you gone have to wait

Baby girl you going to have to wait

Baby girl you going to have to wait

Wait to get your hair did

Wait to get you them titties done

Buy the bitch a brand new car

Grateful bitch want another one

I, not the nigga bitch watch how you talk to me

I’m not the nigga

If we not fucking or texting please do not bother me

My hair to long to go for that

My dick to good to go for that

They made me ask a bitch to ask a bitch who the fuck you barking at (Woof!)

All my bitches forking at

Pussy Snatcher biting back

She is known to get you for your cash

Then she get you for your cash

Trinidad a wicked man

Wikipedia next to dad

In the dictionary next to PIMP!

Encyclopedia by God!

Get that nigga out your momma crib

Go in stiffing your momma’s ribs

Giving Giving her the Boom Boom right in front of all your momma kids

She give Back to me Boom Boom Boomshakalaka on a nigga dick

Rollie screaming out how you doing

Pinky ring screaming Hallelujah

Yeezy cost a couple thousand couldn’t fit em but a nigga just had to do it

Who the fuck you think I am

Who the fuck you think I am

A scary nigga, scary nigga

Where the fuck you think I’m from

T&T to ATL

I got the key to give em hell

Its the deacon church ring the bells

Bring my Lucci wish me well

Hope you make it, hope you fail

Hope you need em, Hope you beg

Hope you never go Wayyy up! on a nigga

Hope a nigga get Sprayyed up or they get em

Cause all these niggas snitching mane

And all the bitches too

And all these lame niggas cool now

Cause the tax scam came through

And all these bitches popping now

Cause they ass shots got em cute

I ain’t sucking with none of you niggas

I ain’t dealing with none of you bitches

Stop expecting shit, respect my shit

Disrespect my shit, I split your shit

Go to jail pay the bail

Get back out a realer nigga

And an OG tricked with Louis Gloves

Dabbing at your hoe

On my move in the living room, baby daddy at the door

Bust a nut out the back door he ain’t even know it

Your baby momma is a porn star nigga we ain’t even show it

(Dad! Dad!)

Your baby momma is a porn star nigga we ain’t even show it

(Damn! Dad!)

Trinidad James WutEL$e

[Intro:]

Yeah

Welcome back

If this is this is your first time, thank you

“Don’t Be S.A.F.E.” is till free on LiveMixTapes, cheap bastard

Just kiddin, anyways

Let’s go!

[Hook:]

DJ what you do this for? [x7]

[Verse:]

I do this for my mama

I don’t do this for you niggas

I do this for my fans

I don’t do this for no pictures

I do this for my friends

Treat my niggas like my family

Y’all niggas was hatin’

But them same niggas was fans of me

Got these bitches faintin’ when they see my face in magazines

Nigga I ain’t playin’

I’m in that flight club, fatefully

Or in Soho…

Bing a real nigga is a crime, I know it

I got a hundred charges

[Outro:]

A lot of gold, a lot of hoes

Don’t mean nothin’ if you got no soul

Niggas might hate me

But it’s the reason I was chose

Amen

Trinidad James HomeGirl$

[Hook:]

If you a bad bitch

Show them titties, ass meat

Tell em’ broke bitch, watch me

Watch me, watch me, watch me

Ball, ball, ball, ball

Watch me ball, ball, ball

Wa-watch me, ball, ball, ball

Watch me, ball, ball, ball

Watch me

[Verse 1: Trinidad James]

You better watch that bitch

Cause she watching your nigga

You better watch your bitch

Cause she here up on her nigga

I’m not about the issues

I’m just trying to tell

He looking for your bitch

My dick said you just missed her

Nigga my bang, nigga my hoops may be like bang

I say this song for them bad bitches, they ain’t showing no tricks

This song for them white girls who thick nigga, like they black naked

This song for them ratchet bitches who nigga tatted on they neck

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Trinidad James]

She get her own money

She don’t need no nigga

Nigga’s ain’t shit

Hoes ain’t either

She only chase her dreams

She don’t chase no nigga

She only save her gas

She ain’t saving no nigga

She’d rather shop than to watch your kids

Get a degree, she ain’t getting pregnant

Nigga’s pay for pussy, nigga pay your bill

You only got dick, nigga how she gon’ live?

Get a job

[Hook]

Trinidad James Ea$tside

[Hook:]

Fuck ’em up

You don’t like me nigga, then fight (Fuck ’em up) [x6]

Y’all niggas can’t do shit (bitch)

I said now, y’all niggas can’t do shit [x8]

[Verse 1: Trinidad James]

I’m in DC with them Clipses

Cali, call up Nipsey

In Philly, I know Meek

I know Meek and Omelly

I call up Bigga Rankin

Nigga down in that [?]

Shout out to them bad bitches

KOD Miami

Salute to them Haitian niggas

Hot down in Little Haiti

Salute to Jimmy nigga

Harlem going crazy

I’m good nigga, even in Texas

Better watch what you rap about

I call up the Prince boys

I know you heard about Rap-a-lot

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

Guwop or doo-wop

I’m a trap nigga, I’m not hip-hop

Jumping out a Phantom with the Louis flip-flops

My clip long like tube socks

If you say something, I’m a spray something

Wanna fuck some and I’m a pay something

Had a threesome with your BM

And my young niggas’ll take some

Take money to make money

I’m a great ape with this AK

Banana clip for these monkey niggas

I’m a millionaire, but a country nigga

Half a mil on a dice game

Three mil on my ice game

Was all good ’til your wife came

It’s Gucci Mane, you in my lane

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]

Quarter million dollar worth of jewelry [?]

You haters sittin’ plottin’

Y’all niggas ain’t gonna do shit

My name ringing bells cause I done took a lot of bricks

Independent major label deal, I’m filthy rich

Little Mexico lingo

We got a home where we make kilos

You say you move kilos

But nigga, you still stuck on zeroes

Fake rappers, I don’t like

All I rap is white

VVS my ice

Nigga, fuck your highest price

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Alley Boy]

Alley Boy don’t play

Little Trouble don’t play

Bitch ain’t gonna play, Little Ricky don’t play

Get you take, new face in the A

These young shooters gonna do what I say

New king of the south, they can’t do shit

Atta boy, 2Pac in ’96

But I ain’t get shot, I’m a chill me a bitch

Get Zone 6, I’m a wrap these bricks

[?] eye for an eye

War cry nigga, these bullets gonna fly

From 1 to 6 dare nigga to try

Pussy went black from all that fire

With my gold grill and my gold Bentley

[?] father [?]

Y’all niggas can’t do shit

Fuck ’em up, you better stay red

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Childish Gambino]

Pull up in an Audi, they don’t know shit about me

These rappers are so inventive

Your Maserati is rented, my second house is in Venice

3rd in Kaua’I, I got a bird cause I’m fly, I don’t wanna brag

These niggas wanna break my neck

They could, I’m a buck fifty when soaking wet

My hood got a clear port and an ocean deck

I made a hater eat words, watch him choke to death

Back for more, fuck it, I’m a rap some more

I got some white girls with me like I’m Macklemore

My back is sore, from whippin’ in the Jaguar

I’m the goat like a motherfucking Capricorn

Yeah, I hate whack niggas, that’s my fucking problem (Tru!)

I’m too turned up like like the fucking volume

These niggas get dropped like my fucking albums

Eastside, Stone Mountain

[Hook]

Trinidad James $till Hustlin

[Intro – Snootie Wild:]

All I know is, all I know is hustling

All I know is, all I know is balling

[Hook – Snootie Wild:]

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling, hustling

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling

[Verse 1 – Trinidad James:]

All I know is jacking and dabbing, I say rapping and swagging

40 boast my Saint Laurent, same caller as [?]

I’m a let these niggas have it, 2050 ’til the casket

And if I ever fall off, boy I bet these bitches catch me

I’m a old school Atlanta nigga, swag Tom Glad

If you got that shit strong reefer nigga, call, let me match it

I’m a smooth operator

I buy new shoes if I got new haters

I can have your bitch tutu-tooting off the table

Me and SnootSnoot-Snootie got that bitch going crazy

I say fucking up a check in SupperClub, we so player

Got that feet up on your couch, kicking Rick James flavour cause

[Hook – Snootie Wild:]

All I know is hustling, all I know is hustling

All I know is hustling

All I know is balling, all I know is balling

All I know is balling

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling, hustling

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling

[Verse 2 – Snootie Wild:]

Hustling and balling

Me and Trinidad, your bitch be balling

Hit the club nigga, we all alcoholics

Sparklers in the air, smoking whatchacallit

All gold Rollie head, nigga that’s my flavour

Money in the air, put it on the table

Ass in the air, get it off the table

All off the cane, whipping like maple

Me and Trinidad talking pimping

All off the bitch, all off the gang

All off the hustle, all off the fame

All off the Jager, all gold chain

[Hook – Snootie Wild:]

All I know is hustling, all I know is hustling

All I know is hustling

All I know is balling, all I know is balling

All I know is balling

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling, hustling

All I know is hustling and balling, hustling and balling

Hustling and balling

[Bridge – Trinidad James:]

I want you to come hustle with me, hustle with me

Hustle with me

I want you to come hustle with me, hustle with me

Hustle with me

Come hustle with me now, hustle with me now

Hustle with me now

Come hustle with me now, hustle with me now

Hustle with me now

Trinidad James She Might Be A Lesbian

Trust me

[Trinidad James:]

You think all these women faithful, that’s a facade

You can get played in this game going too hard

She can have kids and a husband working two jobs

Still fuck another nigga, damn that bitch got [?]

Two phones, two cars

Too many wrong examples

She’s taking it too far

She’s dealing with her demons

Makeup for the new scar

She’s flying coast to coast

She gotta do the most

She take your check and go

You a Comedty Central roast

You a king, you supposed to gloat

I forgot you ain’t shit

You the one that built the boat

Momma’s boy, you a pro

The honor roll of having hoes

Complicated, let ’em go

Nigga she’s coming for your soul

[Lyric Wright:]

You been doing damage

Turned a rose into a savage

I thought I was a bad bitch

But you treat me like I’m average

Look what you did to me

Look what you did to me

Now I don’t even play for your team

No more

Look what you did to me

Look what you did to me

Now I don’t even play for your team

No more

[Trinidad James:]

Asking questions but the answers you don’t wanna know

Where I’m at or who I’m with, you sure you wanna know?

Cause every nigga gotta lose and every good girl gotta learn

That every bad bitch got a date and she goin’ catch you winning

If it ain’t your man then she gonna get your friend

If she can’t get your friend, then she gonna get your family

Your cousin hit, your brother fuckin’

Now she on the daddy

She ate your sister pussy

Shit we ain’t even know she was lesbian

Will she make it can she make it man

We will never know

Cause bitches keep tricks and niggas keep hoes

And if all you want do is fuck then nigga say so

And if you wanna fuck a man damn baby say so

[Lyric Wright:]

You been doing damage

Turned a rose into a savage

I thought I was a bad bitch

But you treat me like I’m average

Look what you did to me

Look what you did to me

Now I don’t even play for your team

No more

Look what you did to me

Look what you did to me

Now I don’t even play for your team

No more

Trinidad James Meek N Nicki

You will laugh if you know what I heard

You will laugh if you know what I heard

You will laugh if you know what I heard

What I heard (What I heard!) What I heard (What I heard!)

I heard she a thot bitch, I swear I got a leash for

I heard you a stoner, I swear I got that geek for ya

She look like a Nicki, I swear I got that Meek for her

Everything you want, everything you need

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it

Good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em

[Trindad James:]

This year ain’t pretty, please don’t try and play me

I got players from the D I swear and I ain’t talking pistols

Talking real gangsters, kill your cousin and her sisters

We only let your momma live cause karma is a bitch

She only fucking now because these grammies on my dick

Her baby daddy lost his job I had to pay his rent

I had to fuck his bitch, I had to pimp his bitch

He couldn’t pay me back, I told you karma is a bitch

Hotline Blingin’, that bitch want a party

Took her to the southside, got money on [?]

Then I took her to the east side, dropped her off with Scotty

Her cause got the blow, she had a load of snow (James)

I heard she a thot bitch, I swear I got a leash for

I heard you a stoner, I swear I got that geek for ya

She look like a Nicki, I swear I got that Meek for her

Everything you want, everything you need

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it

Good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em

[Scotty ATL:]

Lowkey, I’m the man like a motherfucker

Real hustlers understand like a motherfucker

Startin’ to buzz give a damn like a motherfucker

Trinidad, I’m a fan like a motherfucker

I wait with the dreams of a ray

Catchin’ bad and bodies stay

Caught a milli in a wraith

I be workin’ on something, I’m just trying to win the race

When you come straight out the block, better use a little caine

Whoo, I just counted [?] ooh, Hit my nigga with the six

That what real niggas do

Momma used to cook a spare of a gram

I came up to buy some grams

She suck my life [?]

I heard she a thot bitch, I swear I got a leash for

I heard you a stoner, I swear I got that geek for ya

She look like a Nicki, I swear I got that Meek for her

Everything you want, everything you need

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it

Good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em

[Bankroll Fresh:]

She tryin’a get, get-it

She fuckin with the man

Said she want them purps, said she want them Xans

Woke up at the W my dick was in her hand

I had her on the nightstand on a handstand

Racks all on my pocket, bitch you know I got it

I’m dressing extravagant, I gave her that daddy dick

That pussy I savaged it, her nigga he mad at me

I only fuck with boss bitches, bitch you [?] me

(Switch it up!)

100 for that pussy, baby, you wanting to get it

Magic City, she wasn’t shaking ass, just the titties

Tricking all the ball players out of all they figures

Meet her at the spot she was fucking up the liquor

I heard she a thot bitch, I swear I got a leash for

I heard you a stoner, I swear I got that geek for ya

She look like a Nicki, I swear I got that Meek for her

Everything you want, everything you need

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it

Good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em, good geek for ’em

Trinidad James Don’t Ever Lose Your Joy

[Intro – Trinidadians Neval:]

I want them souls to burn

I want a heart, to shine

Cause love is, just another [?]

This time

Make me feel alive right now

Make me feel so right, right now

Step to the beast, eyes you’ll need

You’s, never, take my joy from me

[Hook:]

Never take my joy no

Never take my joy

Never take my joy no

Never take my joy

[Verse – Trinidad James:]

Broken hearts, broken hearts

Is all I see I can’t fix em all

But Its worth the start, worth the start

Tryna’ keep my life on track

Life on track, life on track

Getting back just to be falling back

Am I hanging up? or never coming back

I shouldn’t feel this way but I feel a crash

[Bridge – Trinidad James & Trinidadians Neval:]

Life is so tragic, I can’t imagine

To let you go (let you go)

To let you go (let you go)

Life is so tragic, I can’t imagine

To free my soul, to free my soul

[Hook]

Trinidad James #868

[Rich Homie Quan (Trinidad James):]

RHQ (Piarco!)

(All around the world)

I done been to alot of places, everybody know that (ATL)

All around the world (Trinidad!)

But I ain’t never been to Trinidad

You feel me, aye my brother Trinidad (868)

[Rich Home Quan:]

Five thousand dollars ain’t shit

Might as well take a trip

I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

I’m a take five bitches cause I don’t know nobody

But I bet my nigga Trinidad knows

Got Trinidad girls, got Trinidad hoes

But I ain’t never ever been to Trinidad before

But I know that I’m a go cause Trinidad told me

But I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

[Trinidad James:]

(James)

I need 40 new bottles of that GT Vodka

Me and Quan landed in Piarco like shottas

Girls see my chain drop dead like a possum

Rich homies in the hood

Man I swear it ain’t a problem

From Morvant to Laventille

St. James to Port of Spain

From Curepe to Trincity

The whole Diego Martin

They gon’ ride for me

They gon’ die for me

Cause that’s all my family

Red black and white my flag

That don’t mean no gang

We Trinidadian (I need a fool)

[Rich Home Quan:]

Five thousand dollars ain’t shit

Might as well take a trip

I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

I’m a take five bitches cause I don’t know nobody

But I bet my nigga Trinidad knows

Got Trinidad girls, got Trinidad hoes

But I ain’t never ever been to Trinidad before

But I know that I’m a go cause Trinidad told me

But I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

Need a vacation

I wanna go I gotta passport

Pay whatever I keep a stash on me (money, James)

Trinidad homie (my nigga)

Keep ’bout 50 cash on me (racks)

If you ain’t real I cut you off like its my last homie

Hey this ain’t Vegas I can’t deal if you gon’ crap on me

When I make it to Trinidad we’re gon’ blast off

Fast car

[?] made that motherfucker sit up like a rocket

No NASA

Emblem sit up Rolls Royce this is not a Jaguar

Kimbo, no slice

I’m a cut that bitch up

Oooh

I’m a eat up that pretty lil’ pussy like food

Trinidad hoes send me pictures, they nude

Me and Trinidad swear we were none but them [?]

I bang louboutin bottles the same color as my shoes

I keep my pockets on blue

All hunnids

They bring the drugs [?]

Big and purple, call it [?]

I tell my bros I don’t offer no cash

Let me check my louie bag (hol’ up, wait, I got one, two, three, four…)

Five thousand dollars ain’t shit

Might as well take a trip

I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

I’m a take five bitches cause I don’t know nobody

But I bet my nigga Trinidad knows

Got Trinidad girls, got Trinidad hoes

But I ain’t never ever been to Trinidad before

But I know that I’m a go cause Trinidad told me

But I ain’t never been to Trinidad before

[Trinidad James (Rich Homie Quan):]

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

Shine your gold, shine your gold

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

All the hoods in the island (All the hoods in the island)

Shine your gold, shine your gold

Got the pretty girls whining’ (Got the pretty girls whining’)

Got the pretty girls whining’ (Got the pretty girls whining’)

Got the pretty girls whining’ (Got the pretty girls whining’)

Whine it low, whine it low

Pretty girls whining’, whining’, whining’

Pretty girls whining’, whining’

Got the pretty girls whining’, whining’, whining’

Wine it low, wine it low

(Pretty girls whining’)

(Pretty girls whining’)

(Pretty girls whining’) Rich James

Trinidad James Sneaky Vs Selfish

Yeah, you know so I was with my homie and my mom one day

And we was getting some food

And mom decided to tell us a little joke

But shit it kinda stuck with me and hopefully it will stick with you too

She said that it was 9 men and 1 woman one time, hanging from a rope

That was attacked to something of course that was gonna fall

Everybody is getting nervous

And somebody gotta get out this muthafucking rope

So the woman being the woman

She starts crying being emotional, wahh wahh wahh

She tired of doing this, she been doing that, she den had 4 kids

I’m sick of giving up but fuck it

This what she say

So niggas being niggas don’t give a fuck

Started goddman feeling good like “oh this bitch about to jump, she about to jump”

Niggas stared fucking clapping

So come on bruh, you know what happened to these niggas

And of course you know what happened to her

So all I got to say is “Fuck these bitches bruh”

Real nigga shit