Right Above It Triggamix Lyrics - #lemmeholdthatbeat - Trey Songz

And she keep 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 

Shitting 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 

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Pledge allegiance to this shit 

Hands where your hearts are 

Matter fact salute this shit 

Hands where your parts are 

Still make a fucking movie 

Girls know what their parts are 

I get brain in the whip who needs a smart car 

Pledge allegiance to this shit 

Hands where your hearts are 

Matter fact salute this shit 

Hands where your parts are 

Still make a fucking movie 

Girls know what their parts are 

I get brain in the whip who needs a smart car 

Photos 

Call me when it's real beef 

Fuck all this hard talk 

Niggas don't touch keys 

Cept for when they start cars 

They just talking out they ass those are fart bars 

I bring the toaster wherever you Pop-Tarts are 

Play with funeral get yo ass buried 

You should shut your fruity ass up raspberry 

Just got that Rolls Royce, so this black man 

Got bitches chasing a ghost Miss Pac-man 

I know ya'll listening 

I trace all taps 

I'm buyin all them bars 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 award speech and don't forget to thank me 

Yea, and what am I to do now? 

They try to be me on wax these fuckin Madame Tussauds 

Niiiice 

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 askin questions like Trigga one night please 

Ain't nobody getting married 

But I am the best man 

I will be the greatest 

I can accept nothin less than 

I had 8 of em and that's just in the section 

They all swallow and gobble call it digestion 

Woman dance on my sack call it dick onyx 

Shit read lips til it's hooked on vomit 

I'm a bragger ya shorty you know I'll probably have her 

I'm a born star porn star she's a ghetto gagger 

Rocking platinum I never got the plaque 

Still I drop 30 grand up in saks, uh 

I made it out nigga you know how the hood be 

I got the game sewed 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 

Get ya lipstick 

I'm such a dick head 

They called 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 questions like Trigga one night please 

I made em a believer 

Now my head big Gina 

Like em with they ass big Trina 

Beat it up in private and they like it 

So I'm Ike-in call em Tina 

Me and her girlfriend they 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 tryin 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 life same night but I'm in a better V 

Plus my hoe hotter than a huxtable sweater be 

And she talk dirty like a throw away Berreta be 

Now come and fuck wit 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 shake ya asses 

Shout out to hood and the furniture with plastic 

Now we carry wads of the cash and the 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 questions 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 questions like Trigga one night please