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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Trey Songz - Daddy Want You Lyrics

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Trey Songz - Daddy Want You

My Puerto Rican mommy from Miami tried to buy me
A teddy bear so I could sleep with something,
Wish she didn’t sleep with something,
It could have been my baby from…, L.A., Chicago, ….
And if you’re in the sipping, let’s get a bottle!
Nice, when I’m in Vegas call my favorite waitress to get served.
She’s rubbing all my muscles, trying to help me come on Earth.
Baby slow it down, cause you’re moving too fast!
I bought her two bags, trying to…

Chorus: (x2)
You want ‘em shoes…
Daddy, can I get it?
You want that bag …?
Daddy, can I get it?
You want ‘em feel safe?
Daddy, can I whip it?
You want that car…
Daddy can I spend it, spend it, spend it!

Sex off the scale, neglect all detail,
Accept, you’re… wet like..
Tell your girlfriend! She could stop the hating,
My assistant, …like confirmation,
..that I got you on your birthday,
Know the same game, even though I won’t play!
I just got one way, you ain’t getting home,
Girl, you know you wanna stay, you know my name.
Don’t you know who is it?
I’m such a dog, won’t you tell…
Cause I chase that kitty cat girl…
Daddy’s little girl, be sure I’ll give you what you want!

Chorus: (x4)

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Trey Songz - It's Gon Be On Lyrics (Ft. Rico Love)

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Trey Songz - It's Gon Be On (Ft. Rico Love)

It would … tryin’ to get to the back
No, not a fact.

Gonna ..by this club, let me take you to the room,
This is what your body gonna do, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
You gon ohh
How you want my love, tell me what you want to do, can I put my lips on you,
You gon ohh, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
It’s gon be on,, ohh
(what we ..out, baby we ‘re gonna get it, check it on baby, check it on, ohh ohh ohh)
Girl, it’s gon be on.

Tell you on, tellin’ you …tellin’ why
Makin’ .., makin’ .., makin’ ..
… to be chasing these niggas,
Would you …with ya, with ya,
…you wanna bow, tell you on , tellin’ .., tell you why,
Ain’t to .. to chase these niggas, would you … with ya, with ya.

Chorus:
that’s right baby you’ll gonna love me, ohh yes …need me,
You gon ohh, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
And you’ll gonna miss it and every night you’ll gonna kiss it, yeah and
You gon ohh, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
It’s gon be on, on, on, on, girl it’s gon be on.

You know my name …I was your friend
But you …girl I’m so gone I’m …
You ain’t go home to your nigga
I’ve been in a … with a runnin on a … like …
Baby tell me what they hit like, you ain’t got a …
Baby say it like …

Gonna ..by this club, let me take you to the room,
This is what your body gonna do, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
You gon ohh
How you want my love, tell me what you want to do, can I put my lips on you,
You gon ohh, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh.
Gonna ..by this club, let me take you to the room,
This is what your body gonna do, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh
You gon ohh
How you want my love, tell me what you want to do, can I put my lips on you,
You gon ohh, you gon oh, you gon oh, you gon ohh.

What is … and I’ma tell you ..
Big, big girl gonna show me what you crown, ohh,
Gonna show me that you crown, girl it’s gon be on

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Trey Songz - Spray Lyrics

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Trey Songz - Spray

Hit me spray, hit me spray
Hit me spray, hit me spray.

I was … when I got a call,
From my girl that I ..in the morn’
She was talking about breaking me off,
And I’m just hurt today what I’ma supost to say, no
When I’m gonna turn it down, she was the queen that wore the crown,
So I asked her what she want from me,
She whispered softly, hit me spray.

Chorus:
Girl I give you what you say, hit me spray,
I can tell you really wanna play, hit me spray
Playin with that naked game, hit me spray,
With you … you don’t have to spray.
Girl I give you what you say, hit me spray,
I can tell you really wanna play, hit me spray
Playin with that naked game, hit me spray,
With you … you don’t have to spray.

That’s to my .. who can put it down,
I know it, .. I’ll but we can both crown,
Girl honest we can play all day, ohh
…if it ain’t came my way, ohh
When a girl like that, how can I say no, (no, no, no)
…and vogue
No I never hurt an ass like that before,
Tooking …way, if you won’t let me to spray.

Chorus:
Girl I give you what you say, hit me spray,
I can tell you really wanna play, hit me spray
Playin with that naked game, hit me spray,
With you … you don’t have to spray.
Girl I give you what you say, hit me spray,
I can tell you really wanna play, hit me spray
Playin with that naked game, hit me spray,
With you … you don’t have to spray.

She says she … with me in the rainy days,
She will do anything I want to make a spray
If my heart is going down, she like to play it round,
She can really be a saint if I make a spray.

[Chorus:]

Hit me spray, hit me spray
Hit me spray, hit me spray.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Trey Songz - Unusual Lyrics

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Trey Songz - Unusual

And I wouldn’t be me
If I didn’t get a little nasty
They say all I ever talk about is sex

How ’bout we just move over
And do it where we at?
How ’bout you just lift that skirt up
Ooh, we can be bad

That place that ain’t been touched
I’m fining on it
I’ll let you sit through, keep spinning on it
Girl, giddy up, giddy up, take me on a ride to ecstasy

You don’t wanna bump, bump, then take a nap
You just wanna bump, bump, bring it right back
Watch me
I’ma heat it up, beat it up, oh

Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

Unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ with the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

I wanna do the wicked things you never do
What if we did it while your friends was in the room
Is that too much for ya?
Don’t you feel bad, let ‘em feel sexy

We can make a sex room wherever we go
Take it to the restroom, they ain’t gotta know
No, oh

Watch me heat it up, beat it up
Woo, hey, do you hear me, girl?
Watch me heat it up, beat it up
Woo

Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

Unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ with the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

Restaurant?
(Check)
Cinema?
(Check)

On the hood?
(Check)
Of the car?

On the dock?
(Check)
Balcony?
(Check)

In the jet?
(Check)
On the beach?

This that other shit, you know you ask for it
I might just save you some money and get ya passport
So you can come to me city, I’ll take you all over
And hit you on the balcony, just don’t fall over

Send me a picture, baby, you know I’d never leak it
I know you got something recent for someone decent
Why you laughing out loud? I’m serious
Bring your girl if you a little bi-curious

Please, please no storytelling to others
I promise you gon’ love it, I would never let you down
Feel like I might have perfected all the things that you’ve expected
And you gon’ know it when you bring your ass around

Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

Unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ with the usual
Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual

Get it all different kind of ways
All different places
Look at the many little faces you making
But can you take it?

I thought I was nasty last time
Let’s go

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Trey Songz - May I Lyrics

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Trey Songz - May I (feat. Fabolous)

Track’s so phenomenal I’m ’bout to spit venom
I’d like to thank Phenom
Yeah!

You see I’m something like a player,
But mamma may I
Get down on my knees
And say a prayer?
Cos your body’s a blessing,
Yeah I love it I want it I need it!
And I ain’t happy ‘til I hit it and get it succeed it
You know I’m hungry as a mother fucker
What’d you feed him
I’m on a bad bitch diet
You niggars should try it!
Higher than a pilot,
Tryna’ see how high the sky
Get whoever said the sky is the limit’s on some lie shit
Cos I’m looking down at it
You looking ass backwards
Everything I have is everything that he is lacking
Baby you are so attractive
You the baddest
All I wanna know is can I may I have it

Chorus:
Mamma may I
Can I bite off all the peas
You look edible to me
I’d like to have you with my coffee, sugar
Mama can I call you Billie Jean
Cos the girl is not my lover but my love is what she needs
May I
Show you what you missing
May I
Girl I know you different
You got me thinking saying baby may I
May I…

Now I tried to ask politely
Cos they love when I say nice
But that nice shit don’t excite me
She say pull it she say bite me she say grab it hold it tightly
And so rightly I be tryna tear that mother f-cker up
Give it to you rough still be the smoothed around
Feed you Ciroc til the moon start moving ‘em round
You wanna act like a nun I’ma prove that you down
The nuns be them ones you seen that movie The Town
So may I take a couple steps forward?
If the bad bitches had a crew you would rep for it
You could give me top quiz girl I’m prepped for it
When them other chicks died baby girl just kept going
Dat’s that Energizer bunny put my face in it I be Pooh Bear for you honey
Them n-ggas are a joke I told her don’t be f-cking funny
And the kush clouds got the room looking partly sunny

Chorus:
Mamma may I
Can I bite off all the peas
You look edible to me
I’d like to have you with my coffee, sugar
Mama can I call you Billie Jean
Cos the girl is not my lover but my love is what she needs
May I
Show you what you missing
May I
Girl I know you different
You got me thinking saying baby may I
May I…

Yeah they say I’m rapping like Wayne, Jay and Kanye
Where’s Amber Rose told them I don’t know they
So mind your f-cking business I know Trey does
But I would still hit it shit n-gga Kanye shrug
Gotta hit a gaylor but my tux don’t fit me
Told my style is get it Taylor baby do it swiftly
Puerto Rican Rum out in Jamaica feeling tipsy
She know I’m doing well I make a fortune so she tell her friends gypsy
Pockets on catch me if you can come and get me
Bitch this is my moment you can catch me on demand
If you missed me from Japan back to Whiff Street
Any place I wanna go what the f0ck
AKA for envelope it’s Trigga ‘n’ that’s the way your woman lick me
Life is but a dream, man somebody come and pinch me!
I am such a feen this rap shit is so addictive
I ain’t even gotta say why it’s over though may I
May I, may I?

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Trey Songz - Monster Triggamix Lyrics

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Trey Songz - Monster Triggamix

Monster muhfucka, you know I been one of them
Niggas so shady cuz they know I been son'in 'em
Irrational methods, I will thrash you in seconds
Wait until your spirit rise, then ask for your blessing
I'm insane, I'm deranged
Bonkers, Blanka
Nigga you should know that I'm a mother fuckin monster
I'm so demented, it's cemented in my brain
Every pretty woman world wide supposed to give me brain
Till I squirt soft, damn where the jerk off
First off, fuck y'all
Haters on the balls of a better man
Pause then behead a man
Eat your ass alive
Murder the other guys while your ass is digesting in
I'm wondering, should I put 'em asunder then
Begin with the plundering, devour every one of them
And I ain't talking to no particular one of them
But if a nigga want it then
Bring 'em I'm a done 'em in
Come again, I'ma make more money than I can ever spend in
If you got a girl, better lock her in
Cuz the one that's with me now in the telly
Got some dumb nigga named 'Twan on her belly [haha]
Lets discuss this, I am not to be fucked with
Have no fear, so I see no peers
I'm so far gone, they don't see me here
Plus I'm so far grown but you see no beard [yeah]
Murder game, slit shit from ear to ear
Breaking women's heart when I tell 'em what they never hear
After tonight from me, you may never ever hear
I leave you feinding while releasing my demons and nemons
Marcus, I'm gorgeous, I'm flawless, applaud it
White folk looking, can't believe a nigga bought this
If only they could see how quickly I will abort shit
Done once I wash shit once, that's no horse shit
Fresh as a mint mouth, penthouse, top floor shit
Mr. Steal-yo-girl and I probably got your bitch
Where she at, nigga look around
Even if she with you now, bet I probably took her down [uh]
Mon-store, a lyrical gun store
Got all the ammunition a killer could want for
And I want more, you can call me carnivore
Pretty picture, pretty trigga
Eating every one of y'all