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If you Mr Steal your girl, you know Bussa Buss is Mr Anybody's record


Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody know that when I up in the building and I'm doin' what I'm doin' I be crowdin' up the block,
cuttin' up and 'em, f-ckin up the buildin'
gettin' to the bar and buy a couple of ciroc
bottles of 'Tron, of the Grand Ma yeah
bottles of the Yac,
bottles of the
throw another couple back
throw another back, another couple of them models, okay K!

get drink, let the waiter know
tell every single bottle, spend a lotta dough
I don't even know what I'm bout to next,
gotta make a eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we sippin' Don Julio
(?) big, hot up in the booty-oh!
pop pop get it get it money you feelin' (?) probably give it to you in the studio
now we in the cut, put ya bottle up
got a little strut, baby, baby
pour a in the cup
get ya bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
then I come in and I it to you raw
baby go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat bang til you can't take it
I make you drunk, everybody fall on the floor
King Kong, ya dun know when I come through
give it to ya, n-ggas gon hate it
How it, evaporate around
see the way I do, disintegrated
what I do, never never do it wrong
then i hit you with the and I hit you with the bong
back murderin' track
every n-gga better when I hit ya, Trey Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Trey
up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, full of green
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Verse 1: Songz]
You know what it is girl, we back up in thang
Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a bank
me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank
If I go get these bottles, we go insane
all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, to city
to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a in the ride
loose in the ride
Hatin' ass nigga you can to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Songz]
up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

[Verse 2: Songz]
My vision's blurred, my words
Its jam packed, a girls
And I tryin to lead em
We so let me be your alcohol hero
all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to
to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the
Gettin' loose in the
Hatin ass nigga you can to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey
up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Trey Songz Up
Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
Tell security we bout to tear club up

Bottoms up, bottoms up, full of green
Girl, you I love the way you shake it in them jeans
up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

Minaj]
Yo, I get that 'Tron?
Could I get Remmy?
Could I get that
Could I get that
Could I get that margarita on the rock rock
Could I get that all around that rim rim rim rim?
Trey, I was "Yo Trey"
Do you think you buy me a bottle of Rose'?
Okay, get it now
I'm with a bad bitch he's with his
I say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? to the Benz!
Muhfuckin right yeah, to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute Imma her
Throw a lotta money at her then fucka, fucka, fucka,
yell fucka.
Then Imma go get my Slugger
me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady
I rep Money
You know Slim,
And we be doin' donuts we wavin' the .380
We give a lotta money to the babies out in
Yellin all the world,
Do you me? Do you like my body?
Anna
Rest in to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, so explosive
Say hi to Mary, Mary and
Now up and double my dosage

[Chorus: Trey
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw hands up
security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up