Trey Songz - She Will lyrics
[Trey Songz - She Will lyrics]
I told her
Go go pop that pussy get my dick wetter
All the hoes think I’m hot shit
So they pissed at her
Niggas show envy but that don’t offend me
I wanna go to heaven where the
Angels free of sin be
They saying that I’m surrounded by
The devils that’s within me
They say cash make you change
But that ain’t no epiphany
Cause, I would say the same
Dead faces making sense to me
Life moving fast so I’m
Quickly making history i’m bullshit proof
If I kick it this shit’s truth
Like I’m stepping on the five
Cause Abe Lincoln never lie
It’s such a crazy world you
Just somebody baby girl
What goes up must come down
Look at that paper girl
I keep getting higher though
Top kinda quitet though
Trigger man eating all you niggas
On a diet ho hot a grip on the game make
Me beat you with these pliers
I put her body to work
And she do whatever’s required
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me baby, it's real
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but shit then again maybe she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
Maybe for the money and the
Power and fame right now, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
She will cause I’m one of those
What you wanna know?
I told her, go go make that pussy splash
Nah, never did the dougie but I
Do that make your pussy dance
I’m the truth bitch, haters telling lies
They know I’m the shit and they
Be on it like some flies
I tell them get a life but
They so concerned with mine
Ah, and bitches fighting is the
Last thing on my mind
This money mountain watch how
Fast a nigga climb
Like the hands on the Rollie
I’m just passing through the time
(You're nobody) 'til the paparazzi spot you
And shot you … when the crib is colossal
Put my cheese and my lettuce over
The beef like a taco
You niggers sweeter than syrup circle
Of squares like a waffle
Want a picture I got you
But baby listen not now
Bitches keep they bottoms up cause
I keep my top down
Flow’s overload like I keep them stock pilled
And it’s money over hoes, so
I tell them squat down, now
Its ignorance that won’t allow, the listeners
They listen when the blistering the whispers
Do nothing to my significance
Competition non-existent
Less I’m the mirror then
I’m kinda scared of him
Tell myself beware of him
Meet my money on the double like
It was a pair of them
You niggas fucking joking right?
You niggas smoking
Like your favorite rapper saying
Some thought provoking
Cadence and lyric is dope but
It just be fucking boastin'
You talking about some real shit
You must be fucking broke
Or wanna be fucking broke
Radio ain’t gonna play that shit
They gonna play that hit
I don’t give a fuck what you say
That neo-soul ain’t gonna pay, hey
Truthfully I wanna be conscious as Marv' Gaye
But, I feed a lot of people
Yeah they eating entree
Money turn boys to men like Wanya
Well at least … this other niggas …hold
Up wait who yall talkin to?
Go go pop that pussy get my dick wetter
All the hoes think I’m hot shit
So they pissed at her
Niggas show envy but that don’t offend me
I wanna go to heaven where the
Angels free of sin be
They saying that I’m surrounded by
The devils that’s within me
They say cash make you change
But that ain’t no epiphany
Cause, I would say the same
Dead faces making sense to me
Life moving fast so I’m
Quickly making history i’m bullshit proof
If I kick it this shit’s truth
Like I’m stepping on the five
Cause Abe Lincoln never lie
It’s such a crazy world you
Just somebody baby girl
What goes up must come down
Look at that paper girl
I keep getting higher though
Top kinda quitet though
Trigger man eating all you niggas
On a diet ho hot a grip on the game make
Me beat you with these pliers
I put her body to work
And she do whatever’s required
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me baby, it's real
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but shit then again maybe she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
Maybe for the money and the
Power and fame right now, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in
The fucking game right now, she will
She will cause I’m one of those
What you wanna know?
I told her, go go make that pussy splash
Nah, never did the dougie but I
Do that make your pussy dance
I’m the truth bitch, haters telling lies
They know I’m the shit and they
Be on it like some flies
I tell them get a life but
They so concerned with mine
Ah, and bitches fighting is the
Last thing on my mind
This money mountain watch how
Fast a nigga climb
Like the hands on the Rollie
I’m just passing through the time
(You're nobody) 'til the paparazzi spot you
And shot you … when the crib is colossal
Put my cheese and my lettuce over
The beef like a taco
You niggers sweeter than syrup circle
Of squares like a waffle
Want a picture I got you
But baby listen not now
Bitches keep they bottoms up cause
I keep my top down
Flow’s overload like I keep them stock pilled
And it’s money over hoes, so
I tell them squat down, now
Its ignorance that won’t allow, the listeners
They listen when the blistering the whispers
Do nothing to my significance
Competition non-existent
Less I’m the mirror then
I’m kinda scared of him
Tell myself beware of him
Meet my money on the double like
It was a pair of them
You niggas fucking joking right?
You niggas smoking
Like your favorite rapper saying
Some thought provoking
Cadence and lyric is dope but
It just be fucking boastin'
You talking about some real shit
You must be fucking broke
Or wanna be fucking broke
Radio ain’t gonna play that shit
They gonna play that hit
I don’t give a fuck what you say
That neo-soul ain’t gonna pay, hey
Truthfully I wanna be conscious as Marv' Gaye
But, I feed a lot of people
Yeah they eating entree
Money turn boys to men like Wanya
Well at least … this other niggas …hold
Up wait who yall talkin to?