[Intro]
DJ Drama: Aye Trigga
Trey Songz: What up Dram?
DJ Drama: I know you been on this rap thing for a minute right?
Trey Songz: Right
DJ Drama: Can we show 'em the lyrics?
Trey Songz: You think they ready?
DJ Drama: Can we show 'em the greatness?
Trey Songz: yeah..
DJ Drama: I'll handle the beats
Trey Songz: n***as ain't ready man
DJ Drama: Holla at 'em
[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
Ungh, A n***a never been as dope as me
Like my veins and my brain run on c**a leafs
I say they fly well they fly, well these n***as popery
Mind capacity as wide as the open sea
Put these n***as in they place where they 'spose to be
Plus I get these b**hes buck like gopher teeth
So respect it or check it, f** your hypothesis
I'mma write the play no Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me
They all rap commonly as if they hold d** like a pharmacy
[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Watch came up, what you 'wan see?
I made the time change up, yeah quantum leap
And I'm still tryna figure where I 'wan be
So many fish in the sea, life is vagina beach
I don't sleep much, paper thoughts waking me
Talkin' to a n***a like, trigga keep makin' me
They can't see me when they do I'm what they hate to see
I eat good, they just 'wan salt shaker me
Bread on the rise, I ain't talkin' 'bout a bakery
Devils in disguise everywhere, yeah pray for me
Know you n***as p**y but get off my dick
And don't quote me boy cause I ain't said sh**
I ain't said nuttin', I'm too busy frontin, ungh
[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Cruisin' down the street in my benzo, couple of freaks
Couple of hoes, I only met 'em all like a couple ago
Still I treat 'em like stacks, got a couple to blow
Nobody takin' nothin' from Songz except a loss
Nobody puttin' fear in my heart except for god
Competitors R.I.P, dead as a b**h, lyrics spit one hell of a clip
A.R. say that they hard, leave 'em in graveyards
One big diamond, call a n***a basegod, get it? baseball
Don't know if they draw or they just trey stall
Number one to get the number two and then erase y'all
Gra** cut fool, never lose where the snakes are
Motherf** school, n***a never had a day job
[Verse 4: Trey Songz]
Shout to all the n***as faced off with the jacob
f** pool, on the corner pocket full of 8 balls
And f** you n***a, I be droppin' napalm
And it's cool n***a gon' get yo hate on
Got a big dick and she gon' put her face on
Ass so big and the sh** is like her waist, gone
Swingin' from a pole, p**y poppin' in the Bronx
Then I made it rain like the Cartegena Don
Do it so big they should call a n***a Pun
All I do is win, they should call a n***a won(Juan), ungh
Hol' up chula, I'm all about that loot
But I'll knock that boot, drop top that coup
Swoop, hoop (swish), miss that booth
[Verse 5: Trey Songz]
If I don't R.I.P that booth, then I don't know who do
I don't know, who you? Different city errday and I don't know you beau
I don't owe you beau, prolly know my crew
Get around like I came to the bar with a group to get wet
Respect the hoes that don't oppose to let me hold they necks in s**
And she sittin' right next to me
So I don't know why the girl keep textin' me
Talkin' bout she love me, forever thinkin' of me
Trust me, just come in the bathroom and f** me
Wake up in the mornin' and my eyes all crusty ungh
She will and she still wan' touch me
But we gotta catch a flight, enough, show tonight
Say it gotta be wrong cause it felt so right when she bust it
Now she got a problem sayin' bye-bye
Tryna ask a n***a 'bout the wi-fi
She just wanna skype, and I just wanna pipe
Was only one night, baby go back to ya life
Life, it's a gamble, we just roll dice
That sh**'ll be in shambles if you don't roll right
And you know how I get, couple side bets
f** is a entrée if yain't got a side dish
Then dessert is what they serving
Treating rappers like a server
Leave 'em murdered then deserted
You watchin', are you observing?
n***a I'mma get mine and you know that I deserve that
Lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat
Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat ... 2 WOOP