You know the story: Young boy, eager and impressionable, meets experienced older woman who wises him up and escorts him into a world he's been chomping at the bit to invade. In "Da Club" that life-changing encounter happens in a strip club, and it's not nostalgic so much as outright nasty. Trina's been working the inverse-thug persona for five years now, and "Da Club" is an extension of that "give 'em what they want for a price" persona. In this song, she's a Pandora's box of gender politics, flaunting her fine body and using it to lure hormonal meatheads into paying her bills and keeping her in diamonds. "If I'ma give it up/ you're gonna give it out" she sneers near the conclusion. So who's playing whom? Even more distracting is how great the song sounds: Mannie Fresh's production threads a pirouetting acoustic guitar lick over a stadium-rattling boom-boom-clap, a whole gang of guys holler an endearing, off-key chorus and Trina herself stretches out words like they were made of putty. It sounds like a love ballad and plays like a crime novel, and when Trina finally leaves with the boy at the end of the song, you can almost see her look back over her shoulder and wink.

Just download it already.