Grey Goose

[Intro:]
 Make sure u check out the new Trina album
 Comin soon, it's goin down, baddest chick part 2, reloaded
 (badass bitches in the building)
 [Chorus:]
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Time to tag loose [x8]
 [Verse 1:]
 Yea, u want drama well I'm about to start it
 With a click for the goons and all of them retarded
 Protected custoday is what u gon' need ho
 Don't fuck with me, ay, yo, I'm clearin out the dance flo
 And I ain't talkin bout a routine
 I'm talkin popo's, yellow tag, a murder scence (bitch)
 Now don't get slapped with this grey goose bottle
 Cause I'm a sharp shooter with intentions that gon' scarr you
 It's a good girl gon' bad
 Had I woke up on the wrong side of the motherfuckin bed
 Shoe's kinda loose, oh shit, of what that last bitch said
 Dirty ass bitch, probably wanna get a quick head
 Paint her shirt red, letta call her feds
 Talkin bout harrassment, fill a bitch with lead
 Ay yea I've been gutta, ask my motha (suppose)
 Thinkin that I'm sweet cause I was sour on my album cova
 [Chorus:]
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Time to tag loose [x8]
 [Verse 2:]
 I got this grey goose semi, ready for whatever
 Any bitch wanna temp me, ain't too clever
 The queen should bow down, I ain't heard of that never
 Better show me some respect if you know any better
 This ain't just a song, it's a kight or a letter
 From bitches with wicky thongs
 Thinkin they got their shit together
 Tryin to block, do voodoo, n pluck my feathers
 My team all white plus we rockstarr go-getta's
 The feelings mutual, if you can't stand me
 That bitch from Miami sometimes I can't stand me
 I talk breezy cause it comes easy
 Right now feelin myself you swear I'm Jay-Z
 I'm MG, feels like I gotta dick, n my balls real big
 N I ain't worried bout shit, excuse my french
 You can suck this clit, while I'm all out of my zone
 Ay bitcha don't say shit
 [Chorus:]
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Take me to the bar, give me grey goose
 Let me get started, it's time to tag loose
 Time to tag loose [x8]
 [Verse 3:]
 Yea, where's the waitress I need another round
 Of the grey shots to the head right now
 It's goin down, I can feel it in my bones
 I'm a check a bitch from me right about her in the song
 She dead wrong cause I don't bother nobody
 I just wanna party like la-de-da-de
 Or maybe she just wanna be my friend
 And now this dumb bitch started somethin
 That she can neved end (yup)
 I'm right here and I ain't goin nowhere
 U can tell by myself Trina fans everywhere
 You don't care stop lyin on the news
 Now gon' change your profession bitch n upgrade the shoe's.