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You know what you mean to me
I just been seeing things
Blinded by all of this wealth
Maybe it's frequency
You ain't been listening
I don't want

sister
You a fan, you dusty, bouta get me a Swiffer
Silly rabbit, I'm the real trickster
Can't hold a note, but I can hold me a trigger
Yea, Trey Songz

beggin' me to cuff I'm sorry baby that's a no 
I been exposed she put me out just like a dog on the book 
The same hoes hypin' up ya post they in my phone

known me
LV the buckle it's shinning is Damier, yeah 
Get paper like test ain't assigning it, yeah
Ain't Trey Songz, but yo bitch I'm diving in, yeah
My

to the cameras lil bitch, try n trace those
Yo, she can't leave her home, got a sore throat
Stop blowin' up her phone dawg, we bangin' trey songz
Saved your lil

And it's gon go up
Knew that when you showed up
I'ma get on my Trey Songz
Bet the neighbors gon know us
I got what you missin
Girl I know you tempted
I can

your mouth wide
You familiar with Trey Songz, right? yeah
Say ahh hmm, there’s nothing wrong in here
I’m startin’ to strongly question why
This woman is

yeah
Roll back and rewind it slow motion in the mirror we on Trey Songz timing yeah
And i like a little toxic oh shit he still my baby on the block list

they can throw me in the cage
But niggas know just how we rock, we puttin' on for the trey
My niggas throwin' threes up, like they went to U of H
Bitch

still on gelato she tryna fuck raw with no condom
My money long I ain’t talkin island I got a freak bitch she a stylist
I been up all night can’t sleep my

me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weaves
Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greens
Daily News, "Her career's over," "She was

feelings never left and her feelings are strong
It's feeling so right but it's feeling so wrong
Then we do it again
Break up to make up you give me man up

Born N Raised

Trick Daddy

El Mariel

2006

I be forever thuggin' baby! 
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby! 
Bitch I'm from Dade County. 
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet

Born n Raised

Trick Daddy

Listennn... The Album

2006

I be forever thuggin' baby! 
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby! 
Bitch I'm from Dade County. 
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet

I'm all up in her walls Aah Yea
On the set Aah Yea bet that aah yea
Aah Yea aah yea aah yea

He can't put it down like me
Baby he can't even make you

folding (Huh?)
Ain't no clothes
Black 'dows, bulletproof Cullinan to match the rolls (Skrt skrt)
How'd I pull up in the rolls, with the rolls on me (Uh huh)

tracks
Donnell Jones, Musiq Soulchild, Bell Biv Devoe
Lauryn Hill, Maxwell also Ciara for sho
Usher's that guy with Trey Songz makin' all those hits
TLC

Hell no, I ain't Trey Songz
But, call me "Mr. Stealyobitch"
Move to the side, the bullets gon' shift
He surprised, when I pop out the cut with a gift
I'm

a panty-droppa' like I’m Trey Songz (Ooh-yeah)
Matter fact, just pull ‘em to the side, side
.223 on my hip
23’s on my feet
23 Times you stabbed my back, I’m not

deep
Like Trey Songz bet
The neighbors know my name
Go insane when im up in that thang
Ask about me ima make your booty twerk if this dick was a job
You

ain't tappin out makes me want you more
If you passin out I wake you up wit more
Ooh
A nigga goin hard I'ma soldier
I'm all up in ya skin like lotion
I

And i been up cause i don't sleep for shit
My bitch told me to go to church i told her ion believe in shit
That semi automatic get to clappin when

Vibrate
Too hard
Like Trey Songz
The days long
But now im stronger
Goin farther than my fathers father
Indebted to the late and great
The same fate we all

at my door
I done dun dun it all rest in peace to Shawty Lo
Walk through your door, hope you naked up under that robe
Trey Songz, neighbor's don't know my