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talking
Cause that pussy soaking wet
Yeah
Drink a little liquor, you a demon
Give me head
Yeah
Trey Songz playing
Round four, the take again
Demons those my

at the door when we show
When its that action we under ya nose
I play it cool cus I fuck wit lil hoe
(Bitch)
(Hollup Trey)
New whip and its right outside
Shotti

care if we meet at the hotel
Rock out wit a stick make it clap like a seal ya ma goin bald she got no hair
Instagram you so tough weon play that
Better

Don't-don't fucking call me
This is it
I don't wanna see you no more
I don't wanna talk to you
I'm done
I told you to stop playing with me
I told you what would

no chat zone
Get that ass smacked on - hair pulled - back blown
Good Lord - make me work for it
You kept it on lock - now it's worth more
Work for it

She so horny 
Me so lazy

Prada
Gucci
Fendi
Nada

Yellow mucus red banana
Trey songz when I ooo nana
Bad bitch got sum pooo nana
With more flys than

Running plays like brady on a trap phone
Stick with me or get rolled alcapone
Riding round with a stick hella long
Only fuck to r&b trey songz
I only fuck

yall parted ways 
On my trey songz I can't help but wait 
So when yall did I didnt know how to act 
I wanted you and only you that's just straight facts

No more sad songs
No more broke as fuck and "I just want a bag" songs
No more "I hate that nigga but still miss my dad" songs
I wonder if my soulmate

Usain... cuz you running through my mind all day
Got me writing you songz and I ain't even talking bout Trey
Girl your smile is contagious I'm falling sick

I'm just planting seeds
You know, if you listen
You might learn something
You might be able to grow a lil bit
Grow wit me
Grow by yourself, fuck it

Neighbors know my name like Trey Songz
Got my hoodie on too like Trayvon
Get more fake love then Drake's song
Finna blow up in flames like napalm
I been

Fuck you cop a trey for my blunt of trey I'm facing quick
I don't wanna cry
Cus my mistakes and shit
I don't wanna try to do too much they'll think I'm

wildin', don't know what you on
Make your mind up , my time is so precious
I don't have the patience, no time to be stressin'
I need you obsessin', I can't

you know how we rock
Last time we spent, said fuck the cop

Hop out on feet and let that bitch park
Don't play with me if you ready for war
Just call me

Thought
The cost go ask Sean (P)
Is this the right price or is that wrong
I'm a Drag-On
My Pace Won just got done
The Copywrite to Trey Songz
You just Akon

gone as fuck, I'm off the drank
It ain't no more pain, what you think
Ridin' low and this shit gon' sink
I'm like, turn around, she bad as fuck wanna hit

they call me Trey Songz
Won't do the toxic
I stay out the gossip
If yo got that negative energy
That's not it
Ima still slide in yo lake
Make sure

piggybacking off me it’s a No No
I got it jumping no clique I went solo
I got it jumping by myself like a pogo
Nigga life got ups and downs like a yo-yo
Yaaaaa

more than wrong
Bad bitch, she tryna sleep tight I'm recording Songz
I'm Trey, cause if them panties drop tonight, then I'm hoarding thongs
If you need

em wit the Trey young fro,
Every bar I spit a1 yo watch how they unfold once I drop yea they gonna know,
Respectfully you can’t mess wit me ex a beast

And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No

the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine

on and got my hoes than Trey Songz
Make niggas switch up they tone paper racing like Daytona
We ran the money up No more serving marijuana
No more chillin'