Lyrics:
are roughened
By the wheel and the rope.
I'd like to look to you for hope,
I think it's hiding there.
This boat is blacked out like a city
Awaiting
like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
I'm learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wear
Therefore, you shouldnt
not Trey Songz
Soon as I'm up, put my niggas on
I could give two fucks, but I'm in my zone
Huh, tell me I'm wrong
New designer, this is not no
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
just as well cos my head's too full of fantasy to even dare to dream
Is it awful for me to hope you know exactly what I mean
It's not fair how you're
Get me in pray for sins
Just a foot let me in
Se la vie, sell some weed
Set me free but not for free
U ain't different nigga got a side bitch but yo
As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair
To view the salt waters and take in the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing a song
Oh, take me
old ... was a lame one
She like when I sing like Trey Songz
I might pour some Texas in my cup
Texas edition on my truck
Big body, I can't give it up
a date night
You niggas weird why y'all like to play the game wrong
Glock do hits I let it sing call it Trey Songz
Take a whip to the face now my pain
cute with her Js on
Got her arse out, sunflowers on her apron
Pass out like Tinie to Trey Songz
Pour out to Martin, Trayvon
Tell mum don't worry bout
Just wanna fuck her
Should use a rubber
To save you the trouble
From having a kid with a woman
You know isn't fit to be a mother
No, I'm not subtle
I
ta creep this
Tryin to entice me to let it off
But nah, (why not?) c'mon baby, you saw Set It Off
Proposition by trio, in Rio
Menage Trois, down
finna bop on it
Dressing too dangerous I'm feeling like Quavo
Rhymes make her wet ya this bitch thinks I’m trey songz
Look baby honestly ion give a fuck
every now
Going so big like
I sing like Trey Songz YUP
Its a different kind of scene
When you picture the vision
Its a different kind of breed
Like a rockstar
I rock and rolled
Did a quick hit
Then I rocked and rolled
Then hopped out the whip
Then I rock and roll
I ain't Trey Songz
Now I gots
by the Lord
So they can live in Christ, not die by sword
I saw a lady try to buy the store
By poppin' tags with shoppin' bags galore
Her bracelet,
behind me in a mole grey van
Catch me if you can
Go turn on your blue lights (So pretty)
You know you want to I just flew by
I can see you feel it now
savage mode
Red dot beam yea, I aim at his dome
Who the fuck is that, nigga get off the phone
I ain't Trey songz, nigga I ain't singing no song
Hey what
Consumed by all my fear
So it goes
I guess you should know
I love you it's not fair
I love you it's not fair
I love you it's not fair
The days are short
know this choppa name cuz it sings like Trey Songz
Heavy weight on my shoulders just like a shoulder pad
A lot of pain in my eyes they red like a rash
a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will
the kitchen I got angels/
All my bitches Love Me feeling like Trey Songz/
See me with girl issa Sex though/
I got Mob ties and I'm famous/
I got your baby mama
stay the night
I'll hold you tight
Let's catch a flight, ya never been
Not tryna pressure you miss lady
I gotta next to you it's crazy
I just wanna check
Cloudy-eyed stroll, change up my schedule
I roll a couple of 'em up and look what it led to
Not no regular marijuana, that shit is special
Smell the odor,
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