(Trey Songz) Bitch Still say I can't rap this some shit (Verse 1) I told her girl gon' pop that pussy get my dick all these hoes think I'm hot shit so they pissed at her Niggas show envy but that don't offend me I want to go to heaven where the angels free a cimby? It seem that I'm surrounded by the devils that's within me they say cash make you change but that no epiphany cuz I would say the same dead faces makin cents to me life moves fast so I'm quickly makin history I'm bullshittin poof if I could get the shit truth like I'm steppin on the five cuz ab lincoln never lie Its such a crazy world you somebody baby girl What goes up come down look at dat paper girrrl I keep gettin higher tho top con quit tho trigga man eattin all deez niggas on a hoe got a grip on the game make me beat you wit these pliers I put ya body to work and she do whatevers required (Chorus) She just to pop it for a nigga And look and tell me "baby, its real" (trigga's home) And I say I doubt you for a second I squeeze it and I can how it feel I wish we could take off and go but here baby you know the deal And she bad, so maybe she Uh, but shit than again maybe she Yeah, Do it for the realest in the f-ckin' game right now She will, Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game now She will, she will, she Maybe for the and the power and the fame right now She will, she will, she Do it for the niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she (She will cuz I'm one of those what you know) (Verse 2) I her girl gon' make that pussy splash Na never did the diggie but I do dat make the dance I'm the truth bitch hata's lies they know I'm the shit and they be on it like some flies I tell em' get a but they be so concerned wit mine And bitches fightin is the last thing on my mind This money watch how fast a nigga climb like the hands on the rollie I'm just passin through the time (uh) To the paparizzi spot you and shot you sale a cathedral?when the crib is colossal put my cheese and my lettuce over the beef like a taco you niggas sweeter then syrup circle and squares like a waffle Want a picture I gotchu but baby not now bitches keep they bottoms up cuz I keep my top flows like I keep em stop pow cash money over hoes so I tellem squat down - Chorus] She just started to pop it for a And back and tell me "baby, its real" And I say I aint doubt you for a I squeeze it and I can how it feel I we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal And she bad, so maybe she Uh, but shit again maybe she will Yeah, Do it for the realest niggas in the game right now She will, Do it for the realest niggas in the game right now She will, she will, she Maybe for the money and the power and the fame now She will, she will, she Do it for the realest in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she Triggas (Verse 3) This ignorance they won't allow the listeners to listen when a blistering to whispers do nothin to my significance competition none less I'm in the mirror then I'm kinda scared of em Tell beware of em me my money on a double like it was a pair of ruble You niggas fuckin jokin right you smokin Like ya favorite rapper sayin somethin thought provokin k is lyrics dope but it just be bostin You talkin bout some real shit you must be fucking broke or wanna be fuckin broke Oh radio aint gon' play that shit they gon' play that hit I don't give a fuck what you say dat neyo soul aint gon' pay (ah) truthfully I wanna be conscience as marv gaye but I feed a lot of people yeah eattin entree Money turn boys II men like Ah atleast me these other niggas hol up wait Who y'all to man