She Will

[Verse 1: Trey Songz] 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 [Chorus: Drake, Trey Songz] She just started to pop it for a nigga And look back and tell me baby, its 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 [Verse 2: Trey Songz] 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 [Chorus: Drake, Trey Songz] She just started to pop it for a n***a And look back and tell me baby, its 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 n****s in the fucking game right now, she will Do it for the realest n****s 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 n****s in the fucking game right now, she wil [Verse 3: Trey Songz] 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?