Jackin For Beats 歌词
| 歌曲 | Jackin For Beats |
| 歌手 | Trey Songz |
| 专辑 | #LemmeHoldAtBeat2 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Aye Trigga[Trey Songz:] | |
| What up Dram?[DJ Drama:] | |
| I know you been on this rap thing for a minute right?[Trey Songz:] | |
| Right[DJ Drama:] | |
| Can we show 'em the lyrics?[Trey Songz:] | |
| You think they ready?[DJ Drama:] | |
| Can we show 'em the greatness?[Trey Songz:] yeah...[DJ Drama:] | |
| I'll handle the beats[Trey Songz:] | |
| ***********s ain't ready man[DJ Drama:] | |
| Holla at 'em[Verse 1: Trey Songz] | |
| Ungh, A *********** never been as **** as me | |
| Like my veins and my brain run on coca leafs | |
| I say they fly well they fly, well these ***********s popery | |
| Mind capacity as wide as the open sea | |
| Put these ***********s in they place where they 'spose to be | |
| Plus I get these ******* buck like gopher teeth | |
| So respect it or check it, *********** your hypothesis | |
| I'm a write the play no | |
| Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me | |
| They all rap commonly as if they hold drugs like a pharmacy[Verse 2: Trey Songz] | |
| Watch came up, what you 'wan see? | |
| I made the time change up, yeah quantum leap | |
| And I'm still tryna figure where | |
| I 'wan beSo many fish in the sea, life is *********** beach | |
| I don't sleep much, paper thoughts waking me | |
| Talkin' to a *********** like, trigga keep makin' me | |
| They can't see me when they do | |
| I'm what they hate to see | |
| I eat good, they just 'wan salt shaker me | |
| Bread on the rise, | |
| I ain't talkin' 'bout a bakery | |
| Devils in disguise everywhere, yeah pray for me | |
| Know you ***********s *********** but get off my *********** | |
| And don't quote me boy cause | |
| I ain't said ***********t | |
| I ain't said nuttin', | |
| I'm too busy frontin, ungh[Verse 3: Trey Songz] | |
| Cruisin' down the street in my benzo, couple of freaks | |
| Couple of hoes, | |
| I only met 'em all like a couple ago | |
| Still I treat 'em like stacks, got a couple to blow | |
| Nobody takin' nothin' from | |
| Songz except a loss | |
| Nobody puttin' fear in my heart except for god | |
| Competitors | |
| R.I.P, dead as a ***********, lyrics spit one hell of a clip | |
| A.R. say that they hard, leave 'em in graveyards | |
| One big diamond, call a *********** basegod, get it? baseball | |
| Don't know if they draw or they just trey stall | |
| Number one to get the number two and then erase y'all | |
| Grass cut fool, never lose where the snakes are | |
| Mother*********** school, *********** never had a day job[Verse 4: Trey Songz] | |
| Shout to all the ***********s faced off with the jacob | |
| *********** pool, on the corner pocket full of 8 ******* | |
| And *********** you ***********, | |
| I be droppin' napalm | |
| And it's cool *********** gon' get yo hate on | |
| Got a big *********** and she gon' put her face on | |
| Ass so big and the ***********t is like her waist, gone | |
| Swingin' from a pole, *********** poppin' in the | |
| BronxThen | |
| I made it rain like the | |
| Cartegena | |
| DonDo it so big they should call a *********** | |
| PunAll I do is win, they should call a *********** won, ungh | |
| Hol' up chula, | |
| I'm all about that loot | |
| But I'll knock that boot, drop top that coup | |
| Swoop, hoop (swish), miss that booth[Verse 5: Trey Songz] | |
| If I don't | |
| R.I.P that booth, then | |
| I don't know who do | |
| I don't know, who you? | |
| Different city errday and | |
| I don't know you beau | |
| I don't owe you beau, prolly know my crew | |
| Get around like | |
| I came to the bar with a group to get wet | |
| Respect the hoes that don't oppose to let me hold they necks in sex | |
| And she sittin' right next to me | |
| So I don't know why the girl keep textin' me | |
| Talkin' bout she love me, forever thinkin' of me | |
| Trust me, just come in the bathroom and *********** me | |
| Wake up in the mornin' and my eyes all crusty ungh | |
| She will and she still wan' touch me | |
| But we gotta catch a flight, enough, show tonight | |
| Say it gotta be wrong cause it felt so right when she bust it | |
| Now she got a problem sayin' bye-bye | |
| Tryna ask a *********** 'bout the wi-fi | |
| She just wanna skype, and | |
| I just wanna pipe | |
| Was only one night, baby go back to ya life | |
| Life, it's a gamble, we just roll dice | |
| That ***********t'll be in shambles if you don't roll right | |
| And you know how | |
| I get, couple side bets | |
| *********** is a entrée if yain't got a side dish | |
| Then dessert is what they serving | |
| Treating rappers like a server | |
| Leave 'em murdered then deserted | |
| You watchin', are you observing? | |
| *********** I'm a get mine and you know that | |
| I deserve that | |
| Lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat | |
| Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat... 2 | |
| WOOP |
| Aye Trigga Trey Songz: | |
| What up Dram? DJ Drama: | |
| I know you been on this rap thing for a minute right? Trey Songz: | |
| Right DJ Drama: | |
| Can we show ' em the lyrics? Trey Songz: | |
| You think they ready? DJ Drama: | |
| Can we show ' em the greatness? Trey Songz: yeah... DJ Drama: | |
| I' ll handle the beats Trey Songz: | |
| s ain' t ready man DJ Drama: | |
| Holla at ' em Verse 1: Trey Songz | |
| Ungh, A never been as as me | |
| Like my veins and my brain run on coca leafs | |
| I say they fly well they fly, well these s popery | |
| Mind capacity as wide as the open sea | |
| Put these s in they place where they ' spose to be | |
| Plus I get these buck like gopher teeth | |
| So respect it or check it, your hypothesis | |
| I' m a write the play no | |
| Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me | |
| They all rap commonly as if they hold drugs like a pharmacy Verse 2: Trey Songz | |
| Watch came up, what you ' wan see? | |
| I made the time change up, yeah quantum leap | |
| And I' m still tryna figure where | |
| I ' wan beSo many fish in the sea, life is beach | |
| I don' t sleep much, paper thoughts waking me | |
| Talkin' to a like, trigga keep makin' me | |
| They can' t see me when they do | |
| I' m what they hate to see | |
| I eat good, they just ' wan salt shaker me | |
| Bread on the rise, | |
| I ain' t talkin' ' bout a bakery | |
| Devils in disguise everywhere, yeah pray for me | |
| Know you s but get off my | |
| And don' t quote me boy cause | |
| I ain' t said t | |
| I ain' t said nuttin', | |
| I' m too busy frontin, ungh Verse 3: Trey Songz | |
| Cruisin' down the street in my benzo, couple of freaks | |
| Couple of hoes, | |
| I only met ' em all like a couple ago | |
| Still I treat ' em like stacks, got a couple to blow | |
| Nobody takin' nothin' from | |
| Songz except a loss | |
| Nobody puttin' fear in my heart except for god | |
| Competitors | |
| R. I. P, dead as a , lyrics spit one hell of a clip | |
| A. R. say that they hard, leave ' em in graveyards | |
| One big diamond, call a basegod, get it? baseball | |
| Don' t know if they draw or they just trey stall | |
| Number one to get the number two and then erase y' all | |
| Grass cut fool, never lose where the snakes are | |
| Mother school, never had a day job Verse 4: Trey Songz | |
| Shout to all the s faced off with the jacob | |
| pool, on the corner pocket full of 8 | |
| And you , | |
| I be droppin' napalm | |
| And it' s cool gon' get yo hate on | |
| Got a big and she gon' put her face on | |
| Ass so big and the t is like her waist, gone | |
| Swingin' from a pole, poppin' in the | |
| BronxThen | |
| I made it rain like the | |
| Cartegena | |
| DonDo it so big they should call a | |
| PunAll I do is win, they should call a won, ungh | |
| Hol' up chula, | |
| I' m all about that loot | |
| But I' ll knock that boot, drop top that coup | |
| Swoop, hoop swish, miss that booth Verse 5: Trey Songz | |
| If I don' t | |
| R. I. P that booth, then | |
| I don' t know who do | |
| I don' t know, who you? | |
| Different city errday and | |
| I don' t know you beau | |
| I don' t owe you beau, prolly know my crew | |
| Get around like | |
| I came to the bar with a group to get wet | |
| Respect the hoes that don' t oppose to let me hold they necks in sex | |
| And she sittin' right next to me | |
| So I don' t know why the girl keep textin' me | |
| Talkin' bout she love me, forever thinkin' of me | |
| Trust me, just come in the bathroom and me | |
| Wake up in the mornin' and my eyes all crusty ungh | |
| She will and she still wan' touch me | |
| But we gotta catch a flight, enough, show tonight | |
| Say it gotta be wrong cause it felt so right when she bust it | |
| Now she got a problem sayin' byebye | |
| Tryna ask a ' bout the wifi | |
| She just wanna skype, and | |
| I just wanna pipe | |
| Was only one night, baby go back to ya life | |
| Life, it' s a gamble, we just roll dice | |
| That t' ll be in shambles if you don' t roll right | |
| And you know how | |
| I get, couple side bets | |
| is a entre e if yain' t got a side dish | |
| Then dessert is what they serving | |
| Treating rappers like a server | |
| Leave ' em murdered then deserted | |
| You watchin', are you observing? | |
| I' m a get mine and you know that | |
| I deserve that | |
| Lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat | |
| Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat... 2 | |
| WOOP |
| Aye Trigga Trey Songz: | |
| What up Dram? DJ Drama: | |
| I know you been on this rap thing for a minute right? Trey Songz: | |
| Right DJ Drama: | |
| Can we show ' em the lyrics? Trey Songz: | |
| You think they ready? DJ Drama: | |
| Can we show ' em the greatness? Trey Songz: yeah... DJ Drama: | |
| I' ll handle the beats Trey Songz: | |
| s ain' t ready man DJ Drama: | |
| Holla at ' em Verse 1: Trey Songz | |
| Ungh, A never been as as me | |
| Like my veins and my brain run on coca leafs | |
| I say they fly well they fly, well these s popery | |
| Mind capacity as wide as the open sea | |
| Put these s in they place where they ' spose to be | |
| Plus I get these buck like gopher teeth | |
| So respect it or check it, your hypothesis | |
| I' m a write the play no | |
| Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me | |
| They all rap commonly as if they hold drugs like a pharmacy Verse 2: Trey Songz | |
| Watch came up, what you ' wan see? | |
| I made the time change up, yeah quantum leap | |
| And I' m still tryna figure where | |
| I ' wan beSo many fish in the sea, life is beach | |
| I don' t sleep much, paper thoughts waking me | |
| Talkin' to a like, trigga keep makin' me | |
| They can' t see me when they do | |
| I' m what they hate to see | |
| I eat good, they just ' wan salt shaker me | |
| Bread on the rise, | |
| I ain' t talkin' ' bout a bakery | |
| Devils in disguise everywhere, yeah pray for me | |
| Know you s but get off my | |
| And don' t quote me boy cause | |
| I ain' t said t | |
| I ain' t said nuttin', | |
| I' m too busy frontin, ungh Verse 3: Trey Songz | |
| Cruisin' down the street in my benzo, couple of freaks | |
| Couple of hoes, | |
| I only met ' em all like a couple ago | |
| Still I treat ' em like stacks, got a couple to blow | |
| Nobody takin' nothin' from | |
| Songz except a loss | |
| Nobody puttin' fear in my heart except for god | |
| Competitors | |
| R. I. P, dead as a , lyrics spit one hell of a clip | |
| A. R. say that they hard, leave ' em in graveyards | |
| One big diamond, call a basegod, get it? baseball | |
| Don' t know if they draw or they just trey stall | |
| Number one to get the number two and then erase y' all | |
| Grass cut fool, never lose where the snakes are | |
| Mother school, never had a day job Verse 4: Trey Songz | |
| Shout to all the s faced off with the jacob | |
| pool, on the corner pocket full of 8 | |
| And you , | |
| I be droppin' napalm | |
| And it' s cool gon' get yo hate on | |
| Got a big and she gon' put her face on | |
| Ass so big and the t is like her waist, gone | |
| Swingin' from a pole, poppin' in the | |
| BronxThen | |
| I made it rain like the | |
| Cartegena | |
| DonDo it so big they should call a | |
| PunAll I do is win, they should call a won, ungh | |
| Hol' up chula, | |
| I' m all about that loot | |
| But I' ll knock that boot, drop top that coup | |
| Swoop, hoop swish, miss that booth Verse 5: Trey Songz | |
| If I don' t | |
| R. I. P that booth, then | |
| I don' t know who do | |
| I don' t know, who you? | |
| Different city errday and | |
| I don' t know you beau | |
| I don' t owe you beau, prolly know my crew | |
| Get around like | |
| I came to the bar with a group to get wet | |
| Respect the hoes that don' t oppose to let me hold they necks in sex | |
| And she sittin' right next to me | |
| So I don' t know why the girl keep textin' me | |
| Talkin' bout she love me, forever thinkin' of me | |
| Trust me, just come in the bathroom and me | |
| Wake up in the mornin' and my eyes all crusty ungh | |
| She will and she still wan' touch me | |
| But we gotta catch a flight, enough, show tonight | |
| Say it gotta be wrong cause it felt so right when she bust it | |
| Now she got a problem sayin' byebye | |
| Tryna ask a ' bout the wifi | |
| She just wanna skype, and | |
| I just wanna pipe | |
| Was only one night, baby go back to ya life | |
| Life, it' s a gamble, we just roll dice | |
| That t' ll be in shambles if you don' t roll right | |
| And you know how | |
| I get, couple side bets | |
| is a entré e if yain' t got a side dish | |
| Then dessert is what they serving | |
| Treating rappers like a server | |
| Leave ' em murdered then deserted | |
| You watchin', are you observing? | |
| I' m a get mine and you know that | |
| I deserve that | |
| Lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat | |
| Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat... 2 | |
| WOOP |
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