J. Cole Releases 2nd Single, “Can’t Get Enough” ft. Trey Songz


J. Cole turned to his twitter to announce that his 2nd single off of Cole World: The Sideline Story is finally released. The song is “Can’t Get Enough” ft. Trey Songz. The song was leaked in late July, but if you are a true music supporter, the song is now available to download via iTunes.

September 27th, 2011 is the date to remember.

Lloyd ft. Trey Songz & Young Jeezy “Be The One” Music & Lyrics


Lloyd ft. Trey Songz & Young JeezyBe The One” Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
[Lloyd - Chorus]
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be the one, girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight.

A lil sunshine open my eyes
Wake up in the morning, she on my mind
Get fresh, get dressed
The world, it’s my time
So you can think about your soul
? cause you know we on
So let me turn off that phone
We aint gotta stop we grown
And I don’t really give a f-ck who’s calling
I don’t really give a f-ck who’s ballin’
Call me A. Keys, who’s Fallin’
You’s fallin’, thats dude’s problem
So hop in this thang
Forget what he said
Wanna taste my favourite spread
my lips between your legs

[Lloyd - Chorus]

[Trey Songz]
? I’m headed over there
You better be prepared
Pullin’ on ya hair
No kiddin’, no trippin’
My dog and yo kitten
My head in yo mitten
If you take it than I’m gon’ give it
If you throw it, then I’m gon hit it
I’m aint gon miss it, it’s my mission I’ma kiss on every lip of yours
What now, touch down, your body like a score
Get it, I’ma get it like you never did before

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy]
Look, Lloyd got me on these dutch masters
So all you see is these dutch rappers
Coconut kush, cocnut ciroc
Not behind the wheel, coconut the top
Get it? yeah I said nothing
Talk back to her, like what
Aint nothing sweet in my sweet
See I start off slow, go deep
Got an uptown ?, it’s over
I told ya, she my soldier
Yeh, Young be the boss
Everyday of the week I floss
Look off white rocks, no denim
Look off white drop, no rental
Yeah, top down in the winter
Say I ball too hard, Sportscenter
I’m in the club with my ice out
Start blowing up my iPhone
Like where ya at? where ya been?
What ya doing tonight, can you hit it again
From the back, while I’m on the scene
While you smoking blunts while ya drinking drinks
While ya other broads blowing up ya phone
WHile ya pulling my hair with ya Nike’s on

[Lloyd - Chrous]

Snoop Dogg ft.Trey Songz “Dirty Dancer” Official Lyrics


Snoop Dogg ft.Trey Songz “Dirty Dancer” Official Lyrics

Lyrics:
I wanna see you working baby, you’re my dirty dancer

[Hook]
You’re my dirty dancer
You’re my dirty dancer
You’re my dirty dancer
You’re my, you’re my dirty dancer
You’re my dirty dancer
you’re my dirty dancer
you’re my dirty dancer

[Snoop Dogg]
That’s my dirty girl, she do her dirty dance
She get dirty money, for her dirty man
She give me everything, she take her dirty chance
She say I’m something new, not like her other man
Well let me do the thinking, this what I recommend
My n-gger money talk that’s what she comprehend
Say that sad story, you hear them violins?
And for a tall glass of Landy, here it is
She living in my lap, just like a two for one
See that’s the fact, couple of stacks, she gonna leave with one
Shoot that weak gang, like a bb gun
And watch her do her thang, oh she gonna get it done
This girl body out the game, she a home run
She my dirty dancer, I owe her one
System overload, brain overdone, it’s Big Snoop Dogg,
Go on sing it Trey Songz

[Trey Songz - Chorus]
You know money aint a thang, I love the way you working it
Drinks on me cause I love the wa you twerkin’ it
Tell me is you ready? What’s your answer shorty?
You’re my dirty dancer
You’re my dirty dancer
The cash on deck, what you working with
Face down, ass up
From the club to the crib, you know what it is
You’re my, you’re my dirty, you’re my dirty dancer

[Hook]

[Snoop Dogg - Verse 2]
She my dirty dancer, this her favorite song
And when she at the house, when she all alone
She in the mirror dancing nasty with no panties on
I see you girl, fantasizing about to set the tone
Can’t wait to put your heels, and stilettos on
I know you’re ready show the world what you really on
Dancing like that, you might need a license
So enticing, dancing while she setting prices
Damn, thats dangerous but lucrative
Do it right, go big and you get super rich
With that fat ass and them super hips
Slow motion mami, we know you the shit
It’s a dirty world so be a dirty chick
And I’ll do them other girls this about chips
Let it take control and make it make sense
Money ain’t a thang, you’re my dirty chick

[Trey Songz - Chorus]

Girl you know I want it, don’t you want it too
I can do whatever, he was never ever gonna do
Girl your body’s so sick, I just wanna touch you
Take your clothes off and your toes curl up
Do ya body body like nobody never do
Get it like ohhh, do it,
Once we’ve done it, you’ll be feeling like ooooooh
Had a lot of women but nobody like yooou
Girl the way you move
Baby puyt ya tricks on me
And she do it real quick, 6 feet
Get ya red lipstick please
Do ya dirty dance on me

[Chorus]

[Hook]

Trey Songz “Spray” New Music & Lyrics


Trey Songz “Spray” New Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
Hit me spray, hit me spray
Hit me spray, hit me spray.

I was in my drowers when I got a call,
From my girl that I just met in the mall
She was talking about breaking me off,
And I’m just her today what I’ma supost to say, no
When I’m gonna turn it down, she was the queen of the hood, that wore the crown,
So I asked her what she want from me,
She whispered softly, hit me 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 want it your way, 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 want it your way, you don’t have to spray

Pack to my pad we can put it down,
I know it, right outside, but we can both crown,
Girl honest we can play all day, ohh
because your body flys good, 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 that way, if you won’t let me 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 want it your way, 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 want it your way, you don’t have to spray

She says she wet me up 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.

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

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Trey Songz ft.Fabolous “May I” Music & Lyrics


Trey Songz ft.Fabolous “May I” Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
[Intro - Trey Songz]
Track’s so phenominal I’m ’bout to spit venom
I’d like to thank Phenom
Yeah

[Verse 1 - Trey Songz]
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 f-cker
What’d you feed him
I’m on a bad bitch diet
You n-ggas 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…

[Verse 2 - Fabolous:]
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]

[Verse 3 - Trey Songz:]
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

Trey Songz “Aston Martin Music” Music & Lyrics


Trey Songz “Aston Martin Music” Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
[Trey speaking]
You know sometimes in life
When you, when you’re going through things
You’re having problems
You just wanna know how to live that
Let the top back ride with a beautiful woman, you know what i mean
I know some of you are like: f-ck no
I know what you mean and I can feel that but ay

[Chorus]
Ridin’ to the music
This is how we do it all night
Breezin down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to aston martin music, music

[Hook]
Girl I would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether that’s right
I will never know

[Trey Songz Verse 1]
Should I go back to the woman
That had my back at the moment
Before the moment when everybody else got on it
What if I was stuck in the hood
Rolling skinny blunts
Doin’ hand to hands
Baby seats and strollers in my mini van
Who the f-ck am I kiddin’
This how I’m livin’
Different cities every day
Boy you know it’s different women
See i’m growing as a business
And I’m sitting on some millions
Missing Thanksgivings
Got the bank flippin
You don’t understand my reality is different
Addicted to this life yet life’s what’s missin’
Yeah, let that manifest man i’m just in another world ridin with you girl

[Chorus]
Ridin’ to the music
This is how we do it all night
Breezin down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to aston martin music, music

[Hook]
I would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I (got a lot of shit going on) had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether that’s right
I will never know

[Trey Songz - Verse 2]
And listen I figure it’s only right
That I been getting to this money
‘Cause I feel like for so long
They have been trying keep it from me
So many different women tell me that they love me
I just tell them keep it from me
‘Cause that picture could get ugly
Passionate as ever but my heart is tough as leather
See the pain in Tremaine
Sometimes bury the pleasure
But whatever
Cheddar, I was raised be about it
Say you can’t leave with it
But I can’t be without it
Yeah I think that I’m the shit all the time
If you don’t then do you, that’s some shit you need to get off your mind
You don’t think that you’re the shit can’t sit in my ride
That’s why I keep a bad bitch in the ride

[Chorus]
Ridin’ to the music
This is how we do it all night
Breezin down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to aston martin music, music

[Hook]
I would have came, would have came (yes I would) back for you
I just needed time (I wanted time, wanted time) to do what I had to do
Caught in the life(caught in the life) I cant let it go
Whether that’s right
I will never know

But here goes nothing
Aston martin music, music
Aston martin music, music
Aston martin music, music

Trey Songz “Can’t Be Friends” Official Music Video & Lyrics


Trey Songz “Can’t Be Friends” Official Music Video & Lyrics

Lyrics:
Look what this girl … did to me
She didn’t cut me off from a good good love
She told me that those days where gone

Now I’m sitting here goin’ half crazy
‘Cause I know she still thinks about me too
And it ain’t no way in hell
That I can be just friends with you

And I wish we never did it
And I wish we never loved it
And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you and now it ain’t no way we can be friends

The way it felt no fakin’ it
Maybe we were movin’ just a little too fast
But what we’ve done we can’t take it back

Now I’m sitting here halfway crazy
‘Cause I know she still thinks about me too
And it ain’t no way in hell
That I can be just friends with you

And I wish we never did it

And I wish we never loved it
And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you and now it ain’t no way we can be friends

And all I can say is
La la la la la la la (la)
La la la la la la la la la (la la la ooh)
La la la la la la la la la la (hey)
Ain’t no tellin’ what we could have been
Ain’t no tellin’ what we could have been (no)

And if I knew it ends like this
I never would have kissed you cause I fell in love with you
We never would have kicked it
Girl now every things different
I’ve lost my own recoverin’ my friend

That’s why I wish we never did it
Oooh yea
And I wish we never loved it (I wish we’d never loved it)
And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you and now it ain’t no way we can be friends (we can’t be friends)

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Trey Songz ft.Nicki Minaj “Bottoms Up” Music & Lyrics


Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeaaah
Comere
Its mister steal yo girl x2
Ay girl ay girl ay girl
Leggo

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang(thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl Im like a walkin bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alchol insane (insane)

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
My visions blurd (comere)
My words slur (comere)
Its jam packed (yeaa)
A million girls (ay)
And I aint trynna lead em
We drunk so let me be yo alchol heat room

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)

City to city (yeeaahhh)

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
Na I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up) [Nicki Minaj: uh huh]
Throw yo hands up [Nicki Minaj: uh]
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Nicki Minaj: uh yo]

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj (Roman Zolanski)]
Can I get that dro
Can I get that remmy
Can I get that coke
Can I get that henny
Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
Trey
I was like yo trey
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of rosay
Okay lets get it now
Im wit a bad bitch he’s wit his friends
I dont say I hi I say keys to the benz
Keys to the benz keys to the benz
Mufuckin rite yea b to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute ima stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then yell fuck her
Fuck her fuck her then yell fuck her
Then im go and get my loui belt slug her
Excuse me Im sorry Im really such lady
I rep young money
You know slim baby
And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give alot of money to the babies out in haiti
Yellin all around the world
Do you hear me
Do you like my body and a nicki
Rest in peace to ana nicole smith
Yes my dear your so explosive
Say hi to mary mary and joseph
Now bottoms up and double my doses

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
(Turn your) bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

Trey Songz ft. Nicki Minaj “Bottoms Up” Music & Lyrics


Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeaaah
Comere
Its mister steal yo girl x2
Ay girl ay girl ay girl
Leggo

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang(thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl Im like a walkin bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alchol insane (insane)

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
My visions blurd (comere)
My words slur (comere)
Its jam packed (yeaa)
A million girls (ay)
And I aint trynna lead em
We drunk so let me be yo alchol heat room

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)

City to city (yeeaahhh)

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
Na I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up) [Nicki Minaj: uh huh]
Throw yo hands up [Nicki Minaj: uh]
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Nicki Minaj: uh yo]

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj (Roman Zolanski)]
Can I get that dro
Can I get that remmy
Can I get that coke
Can I get that henny
Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
Trey
I was like yo trey
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of rosay
Okay lets get it now
Im wit a bad bitch he’s wit his friends
I dont say I hi I say keys to the benz
Keys to the benz keys to the benz
Mufuckin rite yea b to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute ima stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then yell fuck her
Fuck her fuck her then yell fuck her
Then im go and get my loui belt slug her
Excuse me Im sorry Im really such lady
I rep young money
You know slim baby
And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give alot of money to the babies out in haiti
Yellin all around the world
Do you hear me
Do you like my body and a nicki
Rest in peace to ana nicole smith
Yes my dear your so explosive
Say hi to mary mary and joseph
Now bottoms up and double my doses

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
(Turn your) bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Bottoms up {fade till end}

Trey Songz “Panty Droppa” Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
This right here’s a panty-dropper
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
This right here’s a panty-dropper
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-ohhh
This right here’s a baby-maker
Can I sing my song

If you up in the club tryna get a rub
Then you need to tell the DJ to put this song
(Put-put-put-put this song, put this song on)
Let me tell you what it is, put away the kids
Time to get it up, get a cup fill it up
Feelin on her booty, touchin on her butt
Time to get her back to the crib, beat it up

We been spending time, wanna make you mind (oh-oh)
When you’re not around you’re still on my mind (oh-oh)

And I hope this ain’t surprising that I been fantasizing
This ain’t no joke, let me clear my throat (a-a-hem)

I wanna make love to you
This right here’s a panty-dropper
This is my panty-droppin love song
Nothin but your heels on, lovin you
This right here’s a baby-maker
And we’ll be makin babies tonight

I wanna make love to you
This right here’s a panty-dropper
This is my panty-droppin love song
Nothin but your heels on, lovin you
This right here’s a baby-maker
And we’ll be makin babies tonight

I’m ready

Trey Songz “Say Ahh” Music & Lyrics

Lyrics:
[Trey Songz]
Ay when I give you these keys homeboy don’t move my car man
I’m right in the front ya dig?
Don’t move my sh… man
Whoa whoa baby what’s yo name?

[Chorus]
Go girl, it’s your birthday
Open wide, I know you’re thirsty
Say aah… (hey)
Say ahh…
And we don’t buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne cuz we got that dough
Let me hear you say ahh…
If you want me say ahhh…

[Verse one]
Pocket full of money (money),
Club don’t jump till I walk inside the doorway
Bottles of dat rose
Smellin like dolce and gabbana (yea)
Shawty you the baddest and to meet you is an honor (lil mama)
I got a table waitin, what you think about a convo
And if you like it baby we can take it to the condo
And if you like the condo
We can move the party to the bedroom
Imma beat ya body like a congo

[Hook]
Since we in the club for now (for now)
Might as well get another round (round)
Noticed aint nothin in ya cup
So give it here baby let me fill it up (fill it up)

[Chorus]
Go girl, it’s your birthday
Open wide, I know you’re thirsty
Say aah… (hey)
Say ahh…
And we don’t buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne cuz we got that dough
Let me hear you say ahh…
If you want me say ahhh…

[Verse two]
Shawty dance like a video vixen
Say her man be on that bullsh… pimpin
Well I retired from the bull like pippen
Tryin to get you homer would you be marge simpson
Whip out front we can leave like pronto
Maple leaf dash got you feelin like toronto

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Make ya body rise like you puffin on a joint tho
Girl that’s only if you want tho (you ready)

[Hook]
Since we in the club for now (for now)
Might as well get another round (round)
Noticed aint nothin in ya cup
So give it here baby let me fill it up (fill it up)

[Chorus]
Go girl, it’s your birthday
Open wide, I know you’re thirsty
Say aah… (hey)
Say ahh…
And we don’t buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne cuz we got that dough
Let me hear you say ahh…
If you want me say ahhh…

(Fabolous): hey hey hey hey hey
It’s ‘loso, you might be too drunk to know so

[Fabolous:verse three]
I make ya say ahh just like I’m ya doctor
All I prescribe is cranberry and vodka
Then I’m tryna kick it, play a lil soccer
And bust a couple off, blaka blaka
The henny in ya system
Ya start drunk textin and suddenly you miss him
Or even wanna diss him
Then you call ya girl like what the hell ya gave me
She like don’t blame me, you better do like jamie (nice)
And blame it on liquor
It works every time, patron you my nigga
Know it’s somebody birthday well where ya at (where ya at)
And I know ya thirsty but don’t know where ya glass at

[Chorus]
Go girl, it’s your birthday (say ahh)
Open wide, I know you’re thirsty (nice)
Say aah… (hey) (say ahh)
Say ahh… (say ahh)
And we don’t buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne cuz we got that dough
Let me hear you say ahh… (say ahh)
If you want me say ahhh… (say ahh)

Go girl, it’s your birthday (ok baby)
Open wide, I know you’re thirsty (yeah that’s how you do it girl)
Say ahh… (hey) (just tilt you head back right)
Say ahh… (open wide, ahh)
And we don’t buy no drinks at the bar (there you go)
We pop champagne cuz we got that dough (nuh uh, no hands baby)
Let me hear you say ahh… (hahahaha)
If you want me say ahh… (it just makes it easier)

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