Aha, yeah, trina,
Bands a make me dance, bands a make me dance
Cause bands pay my bills, let me see your bands stretch
While you watch me flex these heels
I'm talking quarter mill, throw it all on the table top
And I bet they get me in the mood to make this ass pop
Now order a case of them bottles, I'ma slide on the pole like a model
I make them watch this ass while I back it up
Or I might do a trick with the bottle
Make a nigga wanna trip with a model
And then toss me a lot of green presidents
So when a nigga ask, what's my real name?
I tell them the baddest bitch, no stretch marks, my stomach flat
This pussy wet and it's real fat
I make niggas come right back, he done threw me a house and a Maybach
Them bands a make me dance
Them bands a make me split
If you dance and ain't it got bands
Then bitch you need to quit,
They slang confetti bands like I won the championship
Burking bags, Luis Vuitton, bad bitch
Bands a make me dance, money make me come
And black cards get me hot, nigga you got one, ah, yeah.