[bad word]  [bad word] treysongz

[Trey Songz]:
Whoaa
 [bad word] you know my name
Leggo
It's Mr. Tremaine

Ladies love me, here go that new Trey
Kiss and suck me, I call it toupee
I got on Breezy [bad word]  give my [bad word] a break [bad word] am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up
Love faces, Bottoms up
 Came straight from the bottom up
Who you gon' find at the top of the charts that hot as [bad word] and these broads'll [bad word] 
Ya'll niggas pick my garbage up
Say my prayers, in god we [bad word] Know I gotta lot of money so these niggas acting funny
 Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] on the arm of her
 So I look her in her eye, start charming her
Wanna know you very well, pretty skin caramel and a [bad word] tryna bust that almond nut
Chi-Town freak hoes, cold as a [bad word] though
Came in a trench coat, took it off, beach clothes
Get naked, right this second
Girl you ain't nothing but a bird, just peck it
Watch full of carrots with a pocket full of lettuce
While you hating niggas ride 87 and alet it
I hope your [bad word] break down, look at a [bad word] now

 Look at me now (x3)
 I'm getting paper

VA I did it for ya'll
But the two audemars I did it to ball
High school couldn't keep me out the halls
Pretty [bad word] couldn't keep me out her draws [bad word] on ya'll, treat the game like a star
Drown in the water while you hang from my balls
My clothes don't hang in the mall
 This [bad word] fresh off from the plane from Milan
Good head, can't name the salon
But I swear I just came in her mind
 Gotta her hiding in a plane in the morning
Gave her two pills, don't blame me I'm wrong
Why the [bad word] they let me on this song?
 I don't even care who own this song
 Chris could've called me, man you should've called me
 Man, god [bad word] I love this song
Let's talk about the way I got on this John
We was in the garage and I got on that bong
[bad word] said Wayne went nuts
And I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown
I'm so high, I'm overblown
Think I'm overdosing on
My ego, I'm so lethal
There's no equal, I'm so evil, No Knievel
But I stunt hard, my front yard - got horses
Think that porches from midevil
There's no way this can be legal
 Two hundred while I'm blunted
And her mouth just keep [bad word] Cause the weave they've just done and
So I told the [bad word] to bun it