(Trey Songz)
Bitch Niggaaaa
Still say I can't rap aint this some shit
(Verse 1)
I told her girl gon' pop that pussy get my dick wetter 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 aint 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 just somebody baby girl
What goes up must come down look at dat paper girrrl
I keep gettin higher tho top con quit tho trigga man eattin all deez niggas on a diet 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 started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me "baby, its real" (trigga's home)
And I say I aint doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won't
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
(She will cuz I'm one of those what you wanna know)
(Verse 2)
I told her girl gon' make that pussy splash
Na never did the diggie but I do dat make the pussy dance
I'm the truth bitch hata's tellin lies they know I'm the shit and they be on it like some flies
I tell em' get a life but they be so concerned wit mine
And bitches fightin is the last thing on my mind This money mountain 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 listen not now
bitches keep they bottoms up cuz I keep my top down
flows overload like I keep em stop pow cash money over hoes so I tellem squat down
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me "baby, its real"
And I say I aint doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won't
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Triggas hooommme
(Verse 3)
This ignorance they won't allow the listeners to listen when a blistering to whispers do nothin to my significance competition none existing less I'm in the mirror then I'm kinda scared of em
Tell myself beware of em me my money on a double like it was a pair of ruble
You niggas fuckin jokin right you niggas smokin
Like ya favorite rapper sayin somethin thought provokin k is lyrics dope but it just be fucking 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 they eattin entree
Money turn boys II men like wanya
Ah well atleast me these other niggas hol up wait
Who y'all talkin to man