Trey Songz - Don't Say Shit (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Trey Songz - Don't Say Shit (en) Lyrics
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Yo, it's Trigga, Breezy, Loso
She just wanna party,
call it la di da di
Baby, call me papi, mmm
Baby got a body, body-ody-ody
Chillin' like she Barbie, hmm
She my lil' shawty, ooh, my lil' baby
Put a lil' baby in lil' baby body
Take her off the market, then
she won't be shoppin'
If she want, I cop it, it
don't matter, I got it
She know I'm a beast,
plus I love a freak
New Beats, no headphones
You a wild child, I'm a wild guy
We mile high in this bedroom
Ayy, true, they gon' hate you
'Cause I ate you like I wed you
Gon' show me what that head do
'Cause girl, I know you
ain't scared to (Ah)
Baby, don't be scared to take
it to the floor (Oh-oh)
It's in your head, girl, that
head make a nigga slow (Ooh)
When you go down on me,
I can't take no more
Don't nobody know that you a freak,
girl, I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah,
I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure (Yeah)
I don't say shit, I don't say
shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no no
They ain't gotta know, they ain't
gotta know (Gotta know)
Lick that body down, kiss that
ooh slow (Kiss it slow)
Bust it up and down, let me fuck
it slow (Fuck it slow, yeah)
Never let 'em know, never let 'em know
We go back and forth
Girl, I'm never keepin'
score (Keepin' score)
Need your love, I can never,
no bitch, I'm the mail
man, huh (Karl Malone)
I got your pockets, baby,
you know what it is
You know who I am, I'm
the man, damn, girl
It's in your head, girl, that head,
yeah, make a nigga slow (Ooh)
Take my phone and make sure
Pull up to that hotel, huh
I don't talk, hoes tell, huh
Know you heard stories 'bout me
Those are just hoe tales, huh
Got them bitches hoesale, huh
And you know them hoes sell, huh
Heard a nigga tryna cuff you
Felt like you in hoe jail, huh?
I might come and bail you out and shit
Girl, you better not tell nobody shit
Know some people jealous
'bout this shit
We been on some hella
coppin' shit, yeah
We been spinnin', we been takin'
off, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take your bitch and then
she take it all off
Baby, don't be scared to take it to
the floor (Don't you be scared)
It's in your head, girl, ooh, that
head make a nigga slow (Ooh)
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