Trey Songz, Fabolous, Chris Brown - Don't Say Shit lyrics

Fabolous [John David Jackson]

[Trey Songz, Fabolous, Chris Brown - Don't Say Shit lyrics]

Yo, it's Trigga, Breezy, Loso
Ha ha haha, shhh yeah, yeah, uh

She just wanna party, call it la di da di
Baby, call me papi, mmm
Baby got a body, body-ody-ody
Chillin' like she Barbie, hmm
She my lil' shawty, ooh, my lil' baby
Put a lil' baby in lil' baby body
Take her off the market
Then she won't be shoppin'
If she want, I cop it, it don't matter
I got it
She know I'm a beast, plus I love a freak
New beats, no headphones
You a wild child, I'm a wild guy
We mile high in this bedroom
Ayy, true, they gon' hate you
'Cause, I ate you like I wed you
Gon' show me what that head do
'Cause girl, I know you ain't scared to (Ah)



Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor
(Oh oh) it's in your head, girl
That head make a nigga slow (O oh)
When you go down on me, I can't take no more
Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl
I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah
I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure (yeah)
I don't say shit, I don't say
Shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no no

They ain't gotta know, they ain't gotta know
(Gotta know)
Lick that body down, kiss that ooh slow
(Kiss it slow)
Bust it up and down, let me fuck it slow
(Fuck it slow, yeah)
Never let 'em know, never let 'em know
We go back and forth
Girl, I'm never keepin' score (Keepin' score)
Need your love, I can never, no
Bitch, I'm the mail man, huh (Karl Malone)
I got your package, baby, you know what it is
You know who I am, I'm the man, damn, girl

Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor
(Oh oh)
It's in your head, girl, that head, yeah
Make a nigga slow (O oh)
When you go down on me, I can't take no more
Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl
I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah
I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure
I don't say shit, I don't say
Shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no no

Pull up to that hotel, huh
I don't talk, hoes tell, huh
Know you heard stories 'bout me
Those are just hoe tales, huh
Got them bitches wholesale, huh
And you know them hoes sell, huh
Heard a nigga tryna cuff you
Felt like you in hoe jail, huh?
I might come and bail you out and shit
Girl, you better not tell nobody shit
Know some people jealous 'bout this shit
We been on some hella coppin' shit, yeah
We been spinnin', we been
Takin' off, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take your bitch and then she take it all off

Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor
(Don't you be scared)
It's in your head, girl, ooh
That head make a nigga slow (O oh)
When you go down on me, I can't take no more
Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl
I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah
I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure (yeah)
I don't say shit, I don't say
Shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no no

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