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Исполнитель: Trey Songz
Название песни: Right Above It
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Trey Songz - Right Above It текст песни, lyrics

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 

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 
Heres 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 
Thats 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 aint 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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