Anegl: child come on
Trina: I know he aint coming over here?
Angel: come on let's go over there ray ready
Trina: I know but child look at him look.
Trina: look at hi shoes girl
Angel: let's go over there
Trina: I hope he don't come over here he is so tired honey
Angel: he is real tired
Trina: I don't think so!
Angel: what the fuck is that on his grill
Trina: he is definitely A fashion statement honey
Angel: what the fuck is that on his grill
Trina: I don't know but it's shonuff blinding me. I know he better not come over
Here
Man: yo baby what's up can I buy you A drink?
Trina: yeah what ever
Angel: you shouldn't have told him yeah now he gonna think he all that
Trina: oh shit! Here he come
Man: here you go baby. You got the finest glass off champagene J. Rogie I've been
Watching you all night. Hold on let me sit right here
Angel: we did not invite yo ass to sit down
Trina: see that's why you can't be nice to niggas in da club now.
Man: what you mean baby?
Trina: first of all I'm not your baby (Angel: ok)So get your tired cell rag
Iceberg wearing foggy diamond cheap champagene buying ass out my face.
Nigga you must be don't know who the fuck I am hold on angel buy this nigga A
Bottle of cris
Angel: ok! Broke scrub ass nigga
Man: gimme back my drink then bitch!
Trina: we gonna show you how to ball playboy
