Trey Songz - Lookin Ass n***a (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Bring that mic You see I'm bout to talk a little crazy Make sure it's no children around, no old folks And I'm usually real respectful It's just They said I had to do it n***a told me come get ya'll Aha! Uh [Verse 1] Look at ya'll pitiful, typical, living with some b**hes call yo sister you don't even know b**hes Look look, look at ya'll b**hes Look, look look Aha, look at ya'll worn out who*ed out, slored out, p**y walls tore out All ya'll b**hes Look look Just look at ya'll b**hes Look look Said that she want some red bottoms, give a little head Got em, no problem, take a little trip Leave yo kids home while you get a little dick Type b**h, thinkin you slick Tryna get rich off a n***a like me, type b**h Know my real n***as gon' like this sh** They gon' love this sh**, they gon' rock this sh** They like Nicki she didn't even have to drop this sh** But I got this sh**, you can ask my clique How many pretty b**hes kicked out this b**h? She just put a pic with a n***a up In the same minute that when she hit me up Talkin bout Trigga when we getting up You know it's been a minute since we really f**ed Get it up quick type b**h, in the whip type b**h She don't leave a drip then you kiss that b**h Type a b**h Look at ya'll b**hes These hoes crazy, I swear out here Sellin a** and dreams, frontin like queens but it ain't what it seem Watch out for that Type a b**h I done seen these hoes jump table to table tellin fibs and favors Look at yall b**hes These hoes ain't yours, these hoes ain't mine n***a these hoes is bout design Look at yall b**hes And I ain't through wit ya'll b**hes Ain't nothing new wit ya'll b**hes I hit a couple ya'll b**hes then I'm through wit yall b**hes Uh uh my b**hes She like who is you talkin you? Crazy sh** is it you that I'm talkin to baby? These b**hes be broke and these b**hes be crazy These b**hes be broke and these b**hes be lazy When you get yo money on yo own And you ain't let a n***a do it That's when you can tell me that yo chrome What you think a n***a stupid? Look at yall just turned dyke a** hoes And you used to be like that hoes Look at yall back, fiendin b**hes Never get a penny if you aks me b**hes Waitin on a n***a to come save you b**hes Aks God oh Lawd why he made these type of b**hes Tell me where yo daddy go I just wanna know Who raised these type of b**hes Man I hate these kind of b**hes And if you're a good girl Don't be trippin, I ain't talkin bout you Talkin bout these b**hes No disrespect at all to my women that are ladies that carry themselves I don't like these b**hes Know I ain't talkin to you girl, me I'm on Talkin bout these b**hes And I hate that I had to be so vulgar Talkin bout these b**hes It's just when I heard this sh** I mean like I felt like an incredible time to say what's on my mind Yeah Nicki wussup? I love you baby Uh Trigga Trigga Uh uh Aha (x5)