Ain't Shit
Trina Lyrics


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Chorus: repeat 2X

Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick
Get tha fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run

(Trina)
See, me and my boo's we got grands to use
With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you?
Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch
and smokin motherfuckin weed in my house
Is you sick yo?
I want YOU to get him and your dogs,
to stop grabbin doornobs, and hustlein and robbin
and job, or get tha fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)
You eat me to sleep, you don't even deserve that
cause I'm a bank roll havin bitch
Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin bitch, I'm fabulous
and immaculate with nice curves
I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
You got nerves, old broke ass, not havin no doe ass
slow ass, stayin on my porch ass, yo yay your ass nigga
you fake bitch, you make women hate dick, cuz you ain't shit

Chorus

(Lois Lane)
You that same old nigga
with tha same low figures
'cept the lies gettin bigga
and the sex lacks the vigor
Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack
tryin to fuck my girl, behind my back, imagine that
I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after
Looks can be deceivin, and you're perpin much game
Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame
Dressed in ICEBERG, senese still attached
Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match
I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips
Slippin DJ Roslay, givin dick tips away
They say, you was holdin like you just went pro
but little did they know, you was flossin my doe
No, I got to go, before you cause a bitch to flick
from waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit

Chorus

(Trina)
You ain't shit to me yo
I'm spendin grands down in Rio
Manaje' in trio, garage like it cee-lo
4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 we lay low
while ya'll hoes slob dick, you back in ballin ass
Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit
and y'all pussy lickin and shit
wanna go low on me like a basement?
That's why I don't see none of y'all
You better reconize bitch, while I sit in front of y'all
I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me
I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the gold key
You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house
I'm bout to show you what a bitch from Miami bout
You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut
Unless you comin VVS marquis cut





Chorus (repeat til end)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Trina's song "Ain't Shit" is a brazen take on relationships and the behavior of some men. Trina asserts herself as a woman who doesn't need a man but rather indulges in them when she wants to. The chorus repeatedly states that men are not worth much, only good for sex, and then they need to leave. The lyrics hit hard at men who can't make money, have no ambition, or are sneaky opportunists. Trina doesn't hold back with her lyrics, unapologetically discussing the realities of using men for their money, cars, and even their bodies. She tells men to get out after she orgasms so she can continue with her busy life, running errands in her Mercedes Benz 6-double o and making money while she's at it. The rap features strong women, who won’t take any crap from men who try to deceive or trick them.


Lois Lane's verse highlights men who try to cheat on their partners behind their backs. She talks about how they lie about their financial status, claiming that they live in their mother's place and flaunting fake designer clothing and jewelry. However, their performance in bed leaves much to be desired as they prioritize their pleasure over their partners'. Her attitude towards these kinds of men is one of pity since they aren't capable of forming a meaningful connection with anyone. Lois advises women to stay away from them, knowing that they won't change even if they try.


In summary, Trina's “Ain't Shit” features lyrics that provide a glimpse into the female perspective when it comes to relationships with men. It belies the notion that women are dependent on men for their well-being and portrays them as individuals in control of their lives, taking what they want when they want it. The rap also touches on aspects of relationships such as fidelity, honesty, and financial stability. It unapologetically puts men on notice, warning them that women won't tolerate their nonsense.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Men are worthless, they only use women and deceive them


Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick
Perform oral sex on me and leave when I'm done


Get tha fuck out after I cum
Leave immediately after I orgasm


So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run
I want to leave quickly in my car


See, me and my boo's we got grands to use
My friends and I have a lot of money to spend


With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you?
We don't need men with bad attitudes


Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch
I don't want you to put your dirty feet on my couch


and smokin motherfuckin weed in my house
Don't smoke marijuana in my house


Is you sick yo?
Are you mentally ill?


I want YOU to get him and your dogs,
I want you to control your friends and pets


to stop grabbin doornobs, and hustlein and robbin
Stop stealing and robbing from people


and job, or get tha fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)
Get a job or leave town


You eat me to sleep, you don't even deserve that
You don't deserve to have sex with me


cause I'm a bank roll havin bitch
I have a lot of money


Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin bitch, I'm fabulous
I own a Mercedes-Benz 600 and I'm amazing


and immaculate with nice curves
I have a perfect body


I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
I have sex with men to get fur and Iceberg clothing


You got nerves, old broke ass, not havin no doe ass
You're broke and have no money, yet you're arrogant


slow ass, stayin on my porch ass, yo yay your ass nigga
You're lazy and stay on my porch, get lost


you fake bitch, you make women hate dick, cuz you ain't shit
You're a liar and make women hate men


You that same old nigga
You're the same old guy


with tha same low figures
You have the same amount of money


'cept the lies gettin bigga
But your lies are getting bigger


and the sex lacks the vigor
Our sex life is boring and lacks energy


Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack
We used to have quick sex, but now it's bad


tryin to fuck my girl, behind my back, imagine that
You're trying to have sex with my girlfriend without my knowledge, how dare you?


I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
I told her to try it and laugh at you


now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after
We feel sorry for all the women you're using


Looks can be deceivin, and you're perpin much game
You look good, but you're a liar


Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame
Your house is in your mother's name and you pretend to be rich and famous


Dressed in ICEBERG, senese still attached
You wear expensive ICEBERG clothing, but the security tags are still attached


Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match
You're wearing fake alligator skin and a fake Rolex watch


I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
I watch you make things worse for yourself


Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
You have many women's phone numbers in your pager, keep them


Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips
Last night you were in the club spending money


Slippin DJ Roslay, givin dick tips away
You're bribing the DJ to play your songs and giving sex tips


They say, you was holdin like you just went pro
People say you're acting like a professional athlete


but little did they know, you was flossin my doe
They didn't know you were spending my money


No, I got to go, before you cause a bitch to flick
I have to leave before you make me angry


from waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit
You know that men are terrible from top to bottom


You ain't shit to me yo
You're nothing to me


I'm spendin grands down in Rio
I'm spending a lot of money in Rio de Janeiro


Manaje' in trio, garage like it cee-lo
Having a threesome with two women and parking my car in my garage


4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 we lay low
My car is a Range Rover with a 4.6-liter engine and we hide from others


while ya'll hoes slob dick, you back in ballin ass
While other women are giving you oral sex, I'm enjoying my money


Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit
Men are worthless, perform oral sex on me instead


and y'all pussy lickin and shit
Other women are performing cunnilingus


wanna go low on me like a basement?
You want to make me feel bad?


That's why I don't see none of y'all
That's why I don't hang out with any of you


You better reconize bitch, while I sit in front of y'all
Recognize me and my success while I sit in front of you


I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me
I don't owe you anything, you owe me


I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the gold key
I'm going to change the locks, keep your key


You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house
Take your belongings to your mother's house


I'm bout to show you what a bitch from Miami bout
I'm going to show you what a woman from Miami is capable of


You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut
You have a wrong idea, I won't have sex with you for free


Unless you comin VVS marquis cut
Unless you're offering me a high-quality diamond




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