Trey Songz - Look At Ya'll (Lookin Ass Nigga Freestyle) lyrics
[Trey Songz - Look At Ya'll Lookin Ass Nigga Freestyle lyrics]
Bring that mic
See I'm about to talk a little crazy
Make sure there is no children around
No old folks
And I usually be real respectful
It's just that i HAD to do it
Nicki told me come get y'all
Look at y'all pitiful, typical
Livin' with some bitch who call you
Sista you don't even know bitches
Look Look, Look At Y'all Bitches
Look, Look Look (uh huh)
Look at ya’ll worn out, whored out
Slored out, pussy walls tore out
All ya’ll bitches
Look Look, just look at ya bitches look Look
Said that she want some red bottoms
Give a little head gott'em no problem
Take a little trip
Leave your kids home while you
Get a little dick, type bitch
Thinkin' you slick tryn'a get rich
Off a nigga like me type bitch
Know my real niggas gonna like this shit
They go'n love this shit
They go'n rock this shit
They like "Nicki she ain't even
Have to drop this shit"
But, I got this shit, you can ask my clique
How many pretty bitches kicked
Out this bitch?
She just put a pic with a nigga up!
(And the same minute
That's when she hit me up)
Talkin' 'bout Trigga when we gettin' up
(and you know it's been a
Minute since we really fucked)
Get it up quick type bitch
In a whip type bitch
She don't leave a drip then you
Kiss that bitch type bitch
These hoes crazy, I swear out here
Selling ass and dreams
Frontin' like queens but it
Ain't what it seem watch out for that
I've done seen these hoes jump table
To table tellin' fibs and fable
These hoes ain't yours these hoes ain't mine
Nigga these are hoes are by design
And I ain't through with y'all bitches
Ain't nothin' new with y'all bitches
I hit a couple you bitches
Then I'm through with y'all bitches
Ooh ooh my bitches
Like who is you talkin' to crazy? Shit is
It you that I'm talking to baby?
These bitches be broke and
These bitches be crazy
These bitches be broke and
These bitches be lazy
When you get your money on your own
(you ain't let a nigga do it)
That's when you can tell me that you grown
(what you think a nigga stupid?)
Look at y'all just turned dyke ass hoes
Ain't never used to be like that hoes
Look at y'all bad fiend bitches
Never get a penny if you ask me bitches
Waitin' on a nigga to come save you bitches
Ask God 'Oh Lord why he
Made these type of bitches'
Tell me where your daddy go?
I just wanna know
Who raised these types of bitches
Man I hate these kind of bitches
And if you a good girl
Don't be trippin' I ain't talkin' bout
You I'm talkin 'bout these bitches
No disrespect at all to my
Women that are ladies, that carry themselves
Unlike these bitches
You know I ain't talking about you baby
I'm talking (Talkin' bout these bitches)
And I hate that I had to be so vulgar
(Talkin' bout these bitches)
It's just that when I heard this shit
I found it an incredible time to
Say what's on my mind nicki What's up?
I love you baby uh
Trigga uh
Trigga
See I'm about to talk a little crazy
Make sure there is no children around
No old folks
And I usually be real respectful
It's just that i HAD to do it
Nicki told me come get y'all
Look at y'all pitiful, typical
Livin' with some bitch who call you
Sista you don't even know bitches
Look Look, Look At Y'all Bitches
Look, Look Look (uh huh)
Look at ya’ll worn out, whored out
Slored out, pussy walls tore out
All ya’ll bitches
Look Look, just look at ya bitches look Look
Said that she want some red bottoms
Give a little head gott'em no problem
Take a little trip
Leave your kids home while you
Get a little dick, type bitch
Thinkin' you slick tryn'a get rich
Off a nigga like me type bitch
Know my real niggas gonna like this shit
They go'n love this shit
They go'n rock this shit
They like "Nicki she ain't even
Have to drop this shit"
But, I got this shit, you can ask my clique
How many pretty bitches kicked
Out this bitch?
She just put a pic with a nigga up!
(And the same minute
That's when she hit me up)
Talkin' 'bout Trigga when we gettin' up
(and you know it's been a
Minute since we really fucked)
Get it up quick type bitch
In a whip type bitch
She don't leave a drip then you
Kiss that bitch type bitch
These hoes crazy, I swear out here
Selling ass and dreams
Frontin' like queens but it
Ain't what it seem watch out for that
I've done seen these hoes jump table
To table tellin' fibs and fable
These hoes ain't yours these hoes ain't mine
Nigga these are hoes are by design
And I ain't through with y'all bitches
Ain't nothin' new with y'all bitches
I hit a couple you bitches
Then I'm through with y'all bitches
Ooh ooh my bitches
Like who is you talkin' to crazy? Shit is
It you that I'm talking to baby?
These bitches be broke and
These bitches be crazy
These bitches be broke and
These bitches be lazy
When you get your money on your own
(you ain't let a nigga do it)
That's when you can tell me that you grown
(what you think a nigga stupid?)
Look at y'all just turned dyke ass hoes
Ain't never used to be like that hoes
Look at y'all bad fiend bitches
Never get a penny if you ask me bitches
Waitin' on a nigga to come save you bitches
Ask God 'Oh Lord why he
Made these type of bitches'
Tell me where your daddy go?
I just wanna know
Who raised these types of bitches
Man I hate these kind of bitches
And if you a good girl
Don't be trippin' I ain't talkin' bout
You I'm talkin 'bout these bitches
No disrespect at all to my
Women that are ladies, that carry themselves
Unlike these bitches
You know I ain't talking about you baby
I'm talking (Talkin' bout these bitches)
And I hate that I had to be so vulgar
(Talkin' bout these bitches)
It's just that when I heard this shit
I found it an incredible time to
Say what's on my mind nicki What's up?
I love you baby uh
Trigga uh
Trigga