Luyện nghe bài hát 93 Unleadedb

[Intro: Songz]

[Hook: Trey
Fill it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
I just feel you the one, you the one, I can patch you up
Fill it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You just so fly to me (I ain't gas you up)
I just feel you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no

[Verse 1: Songz]
Look at your hair, look at pose
Yeah, look at your nails, at your toes, yeah
on slow mo, come here
You got a nigga frooz like a lil baby (God damn)
Ooh, baby girl, you're cool like this of year
Girl, you hot as motherfuckin' grease, yeah
You don't a chair, sit it down right here
And if you want it all, you can get that
Say you like to read, let me get them pages
Know you like to out, I can spot by your squat
Notice these girls, they ain't got what you got
Tryna fill tank 'til the top

Trey Songz]
Fill it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, come ride with me (I tryna gas you up)
You just so fly to me (I tryna gas you up)
I just like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up
Fill like 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You just so fly to me (I tryna gas you up)
I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can you up, no no no

Dave East]
Money, I got plenty, girl, nothin', I could spend it all on you
Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, on you
Yeah, money, I got plenty, girl, nothin', I could spend it all on you
Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the fall, fall on you

[Verse 2: Trey
Ay, at your body, babe, look in my eyes
Ay, bitch I'ma face in your thighs
Ay, my on yours, drip, drip some more
All of my time, I'm goin'
Tryna find your spot, I'm tryna it there (ay, ay)
I be goin' deep, so baby, be
Super direct, no disrespect,
Oh, so sexy, I need that,

Trey Songz]
Fill like it's 93 (I tryna gas you up)
Baby, ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can you up
Fill it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, come ride me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You just so fly to me (I tryna gas you up)
I just like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no

[Verse 3: East]
93, you gotta fuck wanna ride me
I look like I hit the lottery, only with niggas die for me
I to be at with all the hammers and all the scammers and all where the powder be
You hated, so fuck your apology, you see that red stripe on my tee
I jump out the Rover now, loaded
Ain't hard to see, I've been over now
bitches wouldn't even pay attention
I can bend over, choke 'em now
Bottom of my teeth now
Only backwoods, I can roll a
Homies locked, I can hold 'em
Got Givenchy stars on my now
New grib, new bitch, true Crip, like a bowlin' ball
Yves Saint Laurent or the Dolce shades, I don't know though, sure
Only if she bad I might see it, full of Henny, so I eat it
Only socks and my wife beater, her brain than a mind reader

[Hook: Trey
Fill like 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up)
Baby, come with me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You just so fly to me (I tryna gas you up)
I feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up
Fill like it's 93 (I tryna gas you up)
Baby, come ride me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
You so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up)
I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can you up, no no no

Dave East & Trey Songz]
Money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I spend it all on you
Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, the money fall, fall on you
Yeah, money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I could it all on you, (I just feel like you the one)
Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, on you