[DJ Aye Trigga [Trey Songz:] up Dram? [DJ Drama:] I know you been on this rap thing for a right? [Trey Songz:] [DJ Can we show 'em the lyrics? Songz:] You think they ready? [DJ Drama:] Can we show 'em the [Trey yeah... [DJ I'll handle the beats Songz:] Niggas ain't ready man [DJ Holla at 'em 1: Trey Songz] Ungh, A nigga never as dope as me Like my veins and my brain run on leafs I say they fly well fly, well these niggas popery Mind as wide as the open sea Put these niggas in they place where 'spose to be Plus I get bitches buck like gopher teeth So respect it or check it, your hypothesis I'm a write the play no Socrates, me, nobody alarmin' me They all rap as if they hold drugs like a pharmacy [Verse 2: Songz] Watch up, what you 'wan see? I made the change up, yeah quantum leap And I'm still tryna where I 'wan be So many in the sea, life is vagina beach I don't much, paper thoughts waking me Talkin' to a nigga like, keep makin' me They see me when they do I'm what they hate to see I eat good, they 'wan salt shaker me Bread on the rise, I talkin' 'bout a bakery Devils in disguise everywhere, yeah for me Know you niggas but get off my dick And don't quote me boy cause I said shit I said nuttin', I'm too busy frontin, ungh [Verse 3: Trey Cruisin' down the in my benzo, couple of freaks of hoes, I only met 'em all like a couple ago Still I treat 'em like stacks, got a couple to Nobody nothin' from Songz except a loss Nobody fear in my heart except for god Competitors R.I.P, dead as a bitch, lyrics spit one hell of a A.R. say that hard, leave 'em in graveyards One big diamond, call a nigga basegod, get it? Don't know if they draw or they just trey Number one to get the number two and erase y'all Grass cut fool, lose where the snakes are Motherfuck school, nigga had a day job [Verse 4: Songz] Shout to all the niggas faced off the jacob Fuck pool, on the pocket full of 8 balls And you nigga, I be droppin' napalm And cool nigga gon' get yo hate on Got a big dick and she gon' put her on Ass so big and the shit is like her waist, Swingin' from a pole, poppin' in the Bronx Then I made it like the Cartegena Don Do it so big they call a nigga Pun All I do is win, they should a nigga won, ungh Hol' up chula, I'm all about that But I'll knock that boot, drop top that Swoop, hoop (swish), miss booth [Verse 5: Trey If I R.I.P that booth, then I don't know who do I don't know, who Different city errday and I don't know you beau I don't owe you beau, know my crew Get like I came to the bar with a group to get wet Respect the hoes that don't oppose to let me hold they in sex And she sittin' next to me So I don't know why the girl textin' me Talkin' she love me, forever thinkin' of me Trust me, just in the bathroom and fuck me Wake up in the mornin' and my all crusty ungh She will and she still wan' me But we gotta catch a flight, enough, tonight Say it gotta be wrong cause it felt so right she bust it Now she got a sayin' bye-bye Tryna ask a 'bout the wi-fi She just wanna skype, and I just pipe Was only one night, go back to ya life Life, it's a gamble, we just dice That shit'll be in shambles if you roll right And you know how I get, couple side Fuck is a entre if got a side dish Then dessert is what serving Treating like a server 'em murdered then deserted You watchin', are you Nigga I'm a get mine and you know I deserve that Lemme hol' dat, hol' dat Yeah, hol' dat, lemme hol' dat... 2 WOOP