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Trey Songz – Serve It Up – Lyrics

Serve It Up by Trey Songz

[Chorus]
Serve it up, serve it up, girl your lovin' is the bestest
Workin' up an appetite and baby you're my breakfast
Ooh you're so delicious
I'll do your dirty dishes
Serve it up, serve it up, I'm comin' back for seconds
Workin' up an appetite and baby you're my breakfast
Ooh you're so delicious
I'll never leave the kitchen

[Verse 1]
Girl, girl don't you keep me waitin'
Say you got a situation but you're here now
Oh girl, baby girl I know you're down
So let me get you out this crowd and we'll get workin'
Go to work on you
Cause you know I want it, you won't be disappointed
I'm a fool
I just wanna get a little taste, put it right on my plate and...

[Verse 2]
Girl, girl I know that you know that it's only a matter of time
'Til I do what I do and make you mine
Girl, got me kissin' all on your spot
Goin' hard like your body was my job
Tick, tick, tock, like I'm punchin' on the clock
I'll work on you
Cause you know I want it, you won't be disappointed
I'm a fool
I just wanna get a little taste, put it right on my face and...

[Bridge]
You got that body, you got that body, wanna please it
You got that body, you got that body, and I need it
Girl I've been waitin' all damn day
Come on and put it on my plate

Unknown / 5:32 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – The Only One – Lyrics

The Only One by Trey Songz

I'm the only one
To make your body
I'm the only one
To make your body
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
To make your body

I'm the only one
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
To make your body come

I'm the only one
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
To make your body come
Make your, make your body

Should've never told me
Should've never told me that girl
Should've never told me
Cause I know you be coming back girl
Fingers is in your hair
Staring in your eyes
Kissing everywhere
Right down to your thighs
And I know what to do
You know what to do
To get you in a mood
Treat you like my favorite food
Wanna rock a boat
Let me take you for a cruise
Take me on a ride
When you ride
I drive, drive you crazy
I show you, you my favorite
You my baby
I go deep and I go deep
But then I'm deep
But then I sleep inside the bed's all wet,the bed's all wet
Ain't another nigga make you spread like that, can he, can he
You can pretend that he's me but he ain't gon' be, no
You can pretend that he's me but he ain't gon' be, no, no but he ain't gon' be

I'm the only one
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
To make your body come
Make your, make your body

Should've never told me
Should've never told me that girl
Should've never told me
Cause I know you be coming back girl

Drip drop drip drip
And the clock keep going like tick tock
While I lip lock your sweet spot
That glit spot muck musk
Tongue it down, slow and I tongue it down faster
Nasty, but to get a little nastier
This been a long time
Tell me you're still mine
Cause they don't do it like a do it
If you say a nigga did then you're lying
Break it down
Do it real slow, real slow
Tell me tell me know
How it feel, how it feel
When it comes to making you ooh
I know what to do

I'm the only one
I'm the only one
I'm the only one
To make your body come
Make your, make your body

Should've never told me
Should've never told me that girl
Should've never told me
Cause I know you be coming back girl

Unknown / 11:35 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Married To The Money – Lyrics

Married To The Money by Trey Songz

[Pre-Hook: Trey Songz]
RIP to the Speaker Knockers
All they wanna do is count commas
You know that I'm married to the guapa
You couldn't see the money with binoculars

[Hook: Trey Songz]
It feels like my lady is the money
I wish I could have a baby with the money
I can't leave the house without her on me
You know that I'm married to the money (x5)

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
I had a fake chain, I was 16
I gave they ass some Timbs, but them shits clean
I remember stealing candy from Andrew's
Getting whip-its from my aunty's, some damn food
I'm the [?] and my homies skipped school
Even in her hooptie, I'm still cool
I'm from the 3rd man the crip called comma
Ain't seen my other crib and everyone in 4 months
I spend this money rappin' that boy like so what?
Cash shoes with the cash dudes, go nuts
Ain't nothin' gonna come between you and I
You the only one I need in my life

[Hook: Trey Songz]
It feels like my lady is the money
I wish I could have a baby with the money
I can't leave the house without her on me
You know that I'm married to the money, the money

[Verse 2: Chisanity]
I don't know what these niggas talkin' 'bout
These niggas must be tired, they run their mouth
I got some hitters by the phone
Just in case we don't get along
And all I rock is designer
Bet your bitch that I'mma ride her
Girl that handsome boy
Play that pussy, girl play it for a [?]
They ain't want me when I had a Monte Carlo
Now they on my page askin' me to follow
I'm a nigga trigga' all up in Chicago
We gon' get to the money that's the motto
[Hook] + [Pre-Hook] + [Hook]

Unknown / 11:26 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – About You – Lyrics

About You by Trey Songz

[Intro]
Ay, this for you, baby, you know who I'm talkin' to

[Hook]
This your favorite song when they put it on
Girl, I know you know it's all about you
I ain't sayin' no names, but you know what I'm sayin'
I could tell it by the way that you move

[Verse 1]
Callin' all the cuties to the floor right now
It's a lot of booty on the floor right now
Take it to the bus, we can go right now
We can roll right now, right now
It's some pretty titties on the bus right now
Tell the hotel we pullin' up right now
Elevator up, take a ride right now
Baby, right, right now, right now
Uh-uh, got a room full of fly girls
Got a thing for a side girl
Don't you want to be my girl?
It's all about you, get appointed like you should, girl
Cause I love it when a hood girl turn around and be a good girl

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Girl, I bet you think this song is about you, don't you?
I bet you think this song is about you
Yeah, I bet you think this song is about you, don't you?
I bet you think this song is about you

[Verse 2]
Call up all your friends on the phone right now
Tell 'em all to come up to the room right now
It's a lot of things we could do right now
'Bout to get another room right now
Front desk callin' up, sayin', 'Turn that down'
Take another puff, baby, burn that now
It's a lot of girls in some (-)
You know you're the one
Uh-uh, got a room full of fly girls
Got a thing for a side girl
Don't you want to be my girl?
It's all about you, get appointed like you should, girl
Cause I love it when a hood girl turn around and be a good girl

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Outro]
Girl, you know it's all about you

Unknown / 10:26 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – How Could You Forget – Lyrics

How Could You Forget by Trey Songz

Unknown / 11:39 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Nasty – Lyrics

Nasty by Trey Songz

She twerkin'
She clapping'
She does some tricks with the stick
I just love your face

Unknown / 1:25 PM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – All I Want For Christmas – Lyrics

All I Want For Christmas by Trey Songz

I don't want a lot for Christmas

There is just one thing I need

I don't care about the presents

Underneath the Christmas tree

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true oh

All I want for Christmas is you

I don't want a lot for Christmas

There is just one thing I need, and I

Don't care about the presents

Underneath the Christmas tree

I don't need to hang my stocking

There upon the fireplace

Santa Claus won't make me happy

With a toy on Christmas day

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas is you

I won't ask for much this Christmas

I won't even wish for snow, and I

I'm just gonna keep on waiting

Underneath the mistletoe

I won't make a list and send it

To the North Pole for Saint Nick

I won't even stay awake

To hear those magic reindeer click

â€˜Cause I just want you here tonight

Holding on to me so tight

What more can I do

Oh, Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All the lights are shining

So brightly everywhere

And the sound of childrens'

Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing

I hear those sleigh bells ringing

Santa won't you bring me

The one I really need

Won't you please bring my baby to me quickly

I don't want a lot for Christmas

This is all I'm asking for

I just wanna see my baby

Standing right outside my door

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

Unknown / 6:40 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Hard To Walk Away – Lyrics

Hard To Walk Away by Trey Songz

I love everything about your body

Open up inside, you know

You know that I'mma make you love me

If we do this one more time

'Cause girl eventually my face gonna get sticky tonight

And I go down on it, I go to town on it

Don't I, don't I, don't I give you more than you can take?

And we ain't 'bout to stop, no

Girl, who needs a break?

Oh it's never good, take your body shake

And if you ever try to leave me, girl

I'mma make it hard, hard to walk away

Promise you gon' feel me later,

It's gon' be hard, hard to walk away

Felatin' your body all day

Hard, I'll make it hard to walk away

Stay in bed, rest the head, take it easy

It's gon' be the best day

You gon' want a round away you'll see

Especially if you tryina feel me later

Girl, your face so pretty, my face gonna get sticky tonight

And I go down on it, I go to town on it

Don't I, don't I, don't I give you more than you can take?

And we ain't 'bout to stop, no!

Girl, who needs a break?!

This girl ain't never over, make your body shake

(make it shake for me)

And if you ever try to leave me, girl

I'mma make it hard, hard to walk away

I won't let no problems getting up in the morning

But you'll startin' too young and

Girl, you know I kill, kill, kill, kill that

Make you spill that

Poppin' like a pill that

That's so fine, hell yeah

You gon' kiss it till ya

Gon' hear me say don't I give you more than you can take?

And we ain't 'bout to stop, no

Girl, who needs a break?

This girl ain't never over, make your body shake

(make it shake for me)

And if you ever try to leave me, girl

I'mma make it hard, hard to walk away

Promise you gon' feel me later,

It's gon' be hard, hard to walk away

Felatin' your body all day

Hard, I'll make it hard to walk away

Unknown / 6:40 AM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Sneaky – Lyrics

Sneaky by Trey Songz

I know it's what you want girl

I can see it in your mind when you hope inside in this bed

Cause I came for your home girl

So we play it off

And never talk, we say it with our eyes

Girl I ain't your fault

No, we won't get caught

We just give it a little time

We can slip away

She could never say

We, more and some fun times

Don't feel bad 'cause you want me baby

I want you

I see your looking

Tell me what to do

She ain't my girl

I swear we cool

We ride to fuck

But she ain't my boo

I want you now

Don't be scared to get down you

Want me don't ya

Girl let's do some freaky shit

Girl let's do some sneaky shit

Girl let's do some sneaky

Sneaky, freaky shit

Girl let's do some sneaky

Sneaky, freaky shit

Girl let's do some sneaky

Sneaky, freaky shit

Sneaky shit, sneaky shit, sneaky shit

Some sneaky

I feel like you feel me inside you

Put your number in my phone while she ain't looking

Sitting next to me, while I'm touching on your pussy

Grab that shit, you can have that shit

Don't need doctor, I'mma give you a prescription

It's such a good night

And I'm leaving in the morning

I an put you on a flight

That's if you really really want it

She don't happen on nothing

You know 'bout there are you coming?

Now we've been partying hard

Drinking a lot

You don't even notice

I'm thinking of how I wish she was you

She was

I wish she was you

And we've been partying hard

Hop out that car

She says she see me tomorrow

And I take her phone

Like come on

I wish she was you

I wish she was you

I'm just saying

Unknown / 10:30 PM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Touchin', Lovin' – Lyrics

Touchin', Lovin' by Trey Songz

Woo

Yeah, Young Money

Trigga Trey

Let's get it

Burrr

No I ain't tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who's in it

If we're talking about sex, girl I invented that

Why don't you bring a friend who with it?

Oh, I'm sorry, Oh, you mad that I came to the party?

Like, oh no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone

Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home

I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get it on

I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait nope)

I'm fuckin' you, girl, you must be used to spendin' putting in that time

Touchin', lovin', fuckin' can't make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

I'm lovin' you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I'm fuckin' you

Girl you fuckin' with the best, take a picture while I'm deep up in it

Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next, then I bet they know my name in a minute

(Trigga) Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I'll keep your body dripping

Oh, I'm sorry, niggas mad 'cause I came to the party?

Like, oh no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone

Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home

I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get it on

Sometimes I tell 'em I love 'em because I just wanna fuck 'em

I never love 'em, I cuff 'em and when we done I'mma duck 'em

He Ferragamo the buckle, he Louis V on the duffel

The pussy is wetter than puddles, I ride his dick like a shuttle

I said real niggas let real bitches come first

And real bitches been bad bitches from birth

Uh, k-k-kiss him when he coming (oh)

M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond

Oh-oh-oh, he like it when I ride it slow

I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait nope)

I'm fuckin' you, girl, you must be used to spendin' putting in that time

Touchin', lovin', fuckin' can't make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Nicki you know that I love ya (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) and I really wanna touch ya

(Laughing)

What you mean? Wait...no, like what?

Better act like you know niggas, it's Nicki Minaj

Unknown / 10:30 PM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Cake – Lyrics

Cake by Trey Songz

Cake, cake

Baby, this might, sound rude

I'm taken, but I want you

And I don't want to play by the book, no rules

You say you can't have cake and eat it too

But ain't that what you supposed to do?

Ain't you supposed to eat it too?

Ain't that what you supposed to do?

Ain't I supposed to eat it too?

If cake's on the menu

Cake, cake's on the menu

Cake, cake's on the menu

I'd like to have desert for starters

Tell me baby, can you take my order?

Hey pretty lady, give me some of that cake

I'd like to place an order, ooh I just want to taste

And ooh I hate to wait

Go on lay your body down all over my plate

Once I blow my candles out, put it in my face

So tell me you gon serve it up nice

The customer is always right

I'd like to have desert for starters

Tell me baby, can you take my order?

Light skin girls got that red velvet

Dark skin girls chocolate

White girls got vanilla frosting

Cake tastes great, I love all of it

I got a sweet tooth and it's just for you

Ain't hard to see through girl I know you want to

So tell me you gon serve it up nice

The customer is always right

Unknown / 10:30 PM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Disrespectful – Lyrics

Disrespectful by Trey Songz

If my girl found out you was on her side of the bed she'll kill you

If your man found out I was on his side of the bed he'll go ham

If my girl found out you was wearing her robe I would probably go missing

If your man found out I was wearing his slippers, wait

I don't care about none of these niggas, none of these niggas

I don't care about none of these niggas, none of these niggas

I don't care about none of these niggas, none of these niggas

I don't care about nobody but you

Girl you so special, I don't mind being disrespectful

Girl you so special, we so disrespectful

Girl you can call my phone at four in the morning

Girl you can ride shotgun every time I'm rolling

Girl you can come with me to her favorite diner

She even took me home so I could meet her mama (disrespectful)

If my man found out you were using his rubbers I'd be dead

If your girl found out you was paying my rent she'd lose her head

If my man found out I was washing your drawers he'd pull out the desert eagle

If your girl found out how good I was riding it, wait

I don't care about none of these bitches, none of these bitches

I don't care about none of these bitches, none of these bitches

I don't care about none of these bitches

, none of these bitches

I don't care about nobody but you

Boy you so special, I don't mind being disrespectful

Boy you so special, we so disrespectful

Boy you can call my phone at four in the morning

Boy you can ride shotgun every time I'm rolling

Boy you can take me out to her favorite diner

I'll even take you home so you could meet my mama (disrespectful)

I don't mind being a little disrespectful

You've been down for a nigga since I met you

I don't mind being a little disrespectful

Very special so I'll be disrespectful

Girl you so special, I don't mind being disrespectful

Boy you so special, we so disrespectful

Girl you can call my phone at four in the morning

Boy you can ride shotgun every time I'm rolling

Girl you can come with me to her favorite diner

I'll even take you home so you could meet my mama (disrespectful)

Unknown / 10:30 PM / lyric, Trey Songz / No comments

Trey Songz – Yes, No, Maybe – Lyrics

Yes, No, Maybe by Trey Songz

Yes, no, maybe

You used to love me before there ever was me

You used to hug me, lick me, suck me, kiss me, fuck me

Spent a lot of money on you, invest in your dreams

I ain't ever fronted on you, you know that means

All mine, all mine, all mine

She said he's all mine, all mine

But somehow I knew she was a bad girl, a bad girl

She's a bad girl, a bad girl

Am I tripping? Am I bugging?

Is it over? Tell me something

You don't call me no more, who you fucking?

Tell me what it is, tell me what it been

Where you go? Are you coming home anytime soon?

Are you coming home anytime soon?

Don't do this to me baby

Yes, no, maybe, yes, no

But I ain't really tripping if you ain't trying to come back

Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe

I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart?

Could have swore that you swore you never changed from the start

I just wanna know, how you gonna try to out me?

Tell me where the fuck would you be without me

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe

Don't do this to me baby

Don't do this to me baby

I just want to know, yes, no, maybe

I've been selfish, I can't help it

Whole lot of years, whole lot of tears, bullshit that you dealt

But you led me, and you left me

I really think that I would have made you my girl someday

Oh, but how foolish am I to think that you'd have to wait

Like you never had shit, like you ain't a bad bitch

That could get her ass kissed from a nigga madd rich

But I'm missing that lift, rolling up a splif love the way that tongue twist

Get a lift bitch, you the down shit

You the only one that can make me come quick

You know, I love you

I hope, he fucked up too

Where you go? Are you coming home anytime soon?

Are you coming home anytime soon?

Don't do this to me baby

Yes, no, maybe, yes, no

But I ain't really tripping if you ain't trying to come back

Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at

I'm sorry for talking crazy, is it a yes, no, maybe?

I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart?

Could have swore that you swore you never changed from the start

I'm sorry for talking crazy, is it a yes, no, maybe?

I just wanna know, how you gonna try to out me?

Tell me where the fuck would you be without me?

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe

Don't do this to me baby

Don't do this to me baby

I just want to know, yes, no, maybe

Seems like I haven't been missing

This cannot be a vacation

Started off saying I was done

But when you're in love with someone

You can running, running back

I'm running, running back

But I ain't really tripping if you ain't trying to come back

Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe

I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart?

Could have swore that you swore you never changed from the start

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe?

I just wanna know, how you gonna try to out me?

Tell me where the fuck would you be without me?

I'm sorry for talking crazy, yes, no, maybe

Don't do this to me baby

Don't do this to me baby

I just want to know, yes, no, maybe

How the fuck you gon leave me here tripping?

I miss you, don't make me have to come and get you

Yes, no, maybe

Don't do this to me baby, I'm going crazy

Don't do this to me baby, yes, no, maybe

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Trey Songz – All We Do – Lyrics

All We Do by Trey Songz

Got me tied down to the way to the beach

Four bad six in the middle of the street

Roll right in and they all hopped in

Now in the sand having lunch on me

Tell the girl don't let your feet get wet

We about to grab some drinks and head to the condo

You can be my weekend guest

I'm in her head so I know we're bout to get started

One thing led to the next, now she got her hands all over my body

I ain't trying to stop and I know she with it

I can see it in her eyes she been down from the beginning

And she can't leave me alone cause I drive her body crazy

I don gave her a little taste now she wanna have my babies

Chilling in Miami and I met a little freak

Got three bad friends and they all on me

And me and baby girl been chillin all week

And all we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

Yes all we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

All we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

Chilling in Miami and I met a little freak

And all we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

Now we on the balcony chillin

She loving the view and we smoke

I'm loving it too while I stroke

Got the stars looking down on us

Do it til the sunrise up

Beat, beat, beat, take a drink, go to sleep

She a freak, she can get it right up, get it right up

Man shorty like to energize up

She just wanna ride, she ain't never tire

She could get naked, accent some bacon

After I eat that I treat that then eat that again, and again, and again

Posted up in that 305

Yeah you know it's just me and my freak

All we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

Posted up in that 305

Yeah you know it's just me and my freak

All we do is fuck, drink, and sleep

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Trey Songz – Late Night – Lyrics

Late Night by Trey Songz

Your boy Juicy J, yeah

Y'all know what it is

Better hide your girl, mane, we looking for her

I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships

I-I-I be on that late night shit

They going cozy for the DJ when he play the shit

They be on that late night shit

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four

Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy

If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships

Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit

On that late night shit, on that late night shit

Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit

(We on that) on that late night shit

(We on that) on that late night shit (we on that)

Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit

Is this all for me? It's finna be a great night

A lot of fish in the sea, I'm feeling like a great bite

Girl, you got a face like oh, oh

Might wanna see you in the daytime, oh, oh

If the money don't sleep, I won't close my eyes for a second

You come first, I come second

'Bout to give you this blessin', finna teach you this lesson

Get you out of that dress and I don't know nothing 'bout affection

What's up? If you wanna spend some time

Baby, you know when the club is over, over

I'mma let you know ahead of time

Baby, I

All my dawgs so gon' let a dawg on

One night stand, you wake up, I'm long gone

Girl, quit playing, Juicy J can't be your man

No discussion, bitch, fiddling, fucking then toss you with the bands

She ratchet, Dirty Diana, doing anything to get on that camera

Straight shot trying to get her Instagram up

On the internet getting niggas jammed up

Know your type the only thing I'm spending with you is the night

Turn you on it and if the face looking right I might hit it twice

Drill the chick after the club and then I sent her back

Might as well work at least the way she give me cab

She throwing that like a quarterback

Call me Warren Sapp, I tackle that

Hit me when I'm in your town, I'm smashing that

Hit a nigga up if you 'bout that life

Let's get fucked up, yeah, bring your girls

Ending up on that tub, but for now we on this club

My hands all on your butt, you grabbing all on my what?

She can say, she can say, baby let 'em talk about it

You know like I know that they don't know about us

You know like I know you wanna give me all love

You know like I know so baby tell me what's up?

What's up? If you wanna spend some time

Baby, you know when the club is over, over

I'mma let you know ahead of time

Baby, I

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Trey Songz – Smart Phones – Lyrics

Smart Phones by Trey Songz

She picks up the phone

In my head I know I'm wrong

I just want to know what she's heard

I'm pacing back and forth

Cause I know that I've been caught

Trying to think of the perfect words

So I can come to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

I'mma run to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

Time is not on our side

Cause she's waving goodbye goodbye

Cause she's waving goodbye goodbye

Smarts phones, dumb shit

She never knew I call so if she heard it all

I'm all out of luck tonight

I can say it was a joke but who am I kidding she ain't slow

Only way to make it right

Is if I come to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

I'mma run to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

Man I got to think of something

I'm about to lose it all

I swear that shit really didn't mean nothing

It all started with a pocket call

So I'mma run to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

I'mma run to her and lie right to her face

I don't know what I'm gonna say

But I know that I'm gonna say

Whatever it takes

Time is not on our side

Cause she's waving goodbye goodbye

Cause she's waving goodbye goodbye

Smarts phones, dumb shit

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Trey Songz – Lookin Ass Nigga (Remix) – Lyrics

Lookin Ass Nigga (Remix) by Trey Songz

Know my real niggas gon' like this shit

They gon' love this shit, they gon' rock this shit

They like Nicki she didn't even have to drop this shit

But I got this shit, you can ask my clique

How many pretty bitches kicked out this bitch?

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