Right Above It (Triggamix)

Trey Songz

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    She keeps telling me
    You know you the shit
    Ladies through your hands up
    That's if you the shit
    Walk up in the club
    And they knew I was the shit
    Shiting on everybody
    That's up in this bitch
    You know you the shit
    You know you the shit
    You know you the shit
    You know you the shit
    I know I'm the shit

    Pledge allegiance to the the shit
    Hands where your hearts are
    Matter fact salute this shit
    Hands were your parts are
    Still make a fucking movie
    Girl knows what their parts are
    I get brain in the whip who needs a smart car

    Pledge allegiance to the the shit
    Hands where your hearts are
    Matter fact salute this shit
    Hands were your parts are
    Still make a fucking movie
    Girl knows what their parts are
    I get brain in the whip who needs a smart car

    Call me when it's real beef
    Fuck all this .. talk
    Niggas don't touch keys
    Except for when they start cars
    They just talking out their ass those are fart bars
    I bring the toaster wherever you Pop-Tarts are
    Play with funeral get your ass buried
    You should shut your fruity ass up raspberry
    I still got that Rolls Royce, so this black man
    Got bitches chasing a ghost Miss Pack-man

    I know you're listening
    I trace all taps
    I buy .. to match my baseball caps
    White navy joint
    Let's watch the Yankees
    I'm getting big deposits
    You getting bank fees
    You little niggas just remember that you ain't me
    Write your war speech and don't forget to thank me
    Yea, and what am I to do now?
    They try to be me on wax at Madame Tussuad

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    And you know I'm the shit
    And you know it don't matter what you think about it bitch
    'Cus ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ladies asking question like Trigga one night please

    Ain't nobody getting married
    But I am the best man
    I will be the greatest
    I ain't except a least thing
    I had 8 of em and that's just in a section
    They all swallow and gobble call it digestion
    Women dance on my sack call it dick onyx
    Shit read lips til it's hooked on vomit
    I'm a bragger shorty you know I will probably have her
    I'm a born star porn star she's a ghetto gager
    Rocking platinum I never got the plat
    Still I drop 30 grand up in sacks
    I made it out nigga you know how the hood be
    I got the game sold up like some good weed
    You got it all fucked up like a lace front
    I got the girls getting low like a bass drum
    I'm on some rich shit
    You on a bitch trip
    Grab your purse nigga
    Here's your lipstick
    I'm such a dick head
    They call me arrogant
    One question
    What the fuck are you staring at?
    I am the shit boy
    You can ask your home girl
    I'm a hold yours
    That's until I get my own girl

    And you know I'm the shit
    And you know it don't matter what you think about it bitch
    'Cus ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ladies asking question like Trigga one night please

    I made em a believer
    Now my head big Gina
    Like em with there ass big Trina
    Beat it up in private and they like it
    So only I can call em Tina
    Me and her friends are diking
    Have ya seen em?

    I swear I'm doper then these mother fuckers realize
    Hit the club all black, like seal eyes
    I am hell on earth
    I'm trying to live in heaven
    Come fly with me MJ 2K11

    Look in the mirror and it's clearer then it has been
    I talk shit to the homie like he my glass twin
    I say don't let them get ahead of me
    They want them instead of me
    But I'm so much better aye

    You know how it better be
    I'm a sail pass niggas cruise to a better sea
    Same like same night but I'm in a better V
    Plus my hole hotter than a huxtable sweater be
    And she talk dirty like a throw away perata be

    Now come and fuck with him
    And if ya don't I don't really give a fuck nigga
    I'm on, so catch me if ya can
    And if you ain't know I don't really give a damn
    Shout out to all the girls in the clubs shaking asses
    Shout out to hood and the furniture with plastic
    Now we carry wads of the cash and plastic
    I got this whole shit mastered

    And you know I'm the shit
    And you know it don't matter what you think about it bitch
    'Cus ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ladies asking question like Trigga one night please
    Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
    Ladies asking question like Trigga one night please

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