Trey songz hard times lyrics
I-I-I'ma beat it up, he could lay it down Hoppin', got the meshes poppin' rockin' while her girlfriend watchin'It's four in the morning, she callin' my phone Hoppin', got the meshes poppin' rockin' while her girlfriend watchin'įreakin' partners probably never bother with a second option Lay it down like carpet, Barbie, Aston Martin, double-park itīeat it like we got a problem, pop her 'til she call me papaFreakin' partners probably never bother with a second option Wish we could do it more often, but I'm often somewhere flossin' Gucci Mane, I'm extra strong, so extra rubbers on my brainGot your main thing screaming Gucci, every Tuesday night we do it She too hot, too hot to touch, to feel it too much for lames She say this her favorite song, she got on my favorite thong I-I-I'ma beat it up, he could lay it downGucci, Trey Sonz, put it on, my shirt off when I perform Used to like 'em, now I don't, got a real short attention spanIt's four in the morning, she callin' my phone That amount? Oh, really now? Actin' like I give a damn Pornographic poses like she posin' for the internetOne, I will not finish yet, never been a minute manĪlways been a business man, gather checks in Filas, man Sweaty sex, so passionate, Holiday C mess with that Gucci Mane now hardly there, smack it like I'm mad at that Gucci Mane be doggin' it, P-Nerd down straight poundin' itĭrillin' on your sheets, got your blanket at the laundromatWay baby girl throw it back, old man might get heart attack You at home and she with me, so mornin' it's an argument I-I-I'ma beat it up, he could lay it downYour girlfriend keep callin' me, I feel like she stalkin' me When she get me home, my nigga told me that she love my versesIt's four in the morning, she callin' my phone Say she lonely, Gucci only one way to meet me in person Want you clean, that's just detergent, got your girlfriend pickin' purses Think before confronting 'ruly, ain't my fault your lady choosyFour-thirty, still blowin' purp' it, O.A. Sticky cannot stick to me, if you see your chick with Gucci My driveway need a passport, all my cars are immigrantsIt's so sickenin', history of weaknessĪnd I had a girl, she quit me now, I'm single, wanna get with me? Money never limited, So Icey with benefits Scrambled eggs, filet mignon, two trees blown just for cologne
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I-I-I'ma beat it up, he could lay it downI hope up out my bed, set my swag on I-I-I'ma beat it up, said he could lay it down Said he could lay it downBut I'ma beat it up, I'ma beat it up Said she like my style, he could lay it down She said that she lonely 'cause he's never around It's four in the morning, she callin' my phone