Cody Sciara - I Luv This sh** (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Trey Songz & August Alsina] Ay, oh, ay oh Ay, oh, uh-huh, whoa-oh Ay, oh, ay, oh Ay, whoa-oh, uh-huh, whoa-oh-oh Man I luv this sh**, man I luv this sh** Man I luv this sh**, man I luv this sh** Man I luv this sh**, man I luv this sh** Man I luv this sh**, man I luv this sh** [Verse 1: August Alsina] A n***a back with the motherf**in' remix and we 'bout to k** this sh** See I went and got a little help to get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik 'Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded Soon as we step in, we got your chick and yo chick and yo chick and I know you hate it 'Cause we linin' up the shots, young'n got the heat to make 'em pop Soon as we hit the parkin' lot, then we see all the panties drop Girl, ain't no b**h n***a, no rich n***a, no snitch n***a Your b**h choosin' on a real n***a, let her chill n***a, that's real 'Cause I'm so f**ed up, now I'm talkin' my sh**, I'm way too high to be trippin' like this n***as hatin' hard, b**hes all on my dick This is what you want, I'ma put it like this Lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix [Hook: August Alsina] Say you love it, ay, you love it girl, ay You love it, ay, you love it girl, uh-huh You love it, ay, say you love it girl, ay You love it, ay, better make you love it girl, uh-huh The way I f** her, you would think I love this b**h I tell her keep on s**in', girl get all this dick And I'ma keep grindin', n***a tryna get rich She tell me keep f**in' 'cause she love this sh** [Verse 2: Trey Songz] God damn it, I love it, she said she just got her some titties Can't wait 'til I come to her city I smoke 'til I choke and I'm dizzy, the liquor's invadin' my kidneys Been chillin' and I feel like k**in' you n***as b**hes been missin' me lately, oh They love it when I talk to 'em crazy, oh s** a n***a dick, do it with a lot of spit, let it drip, yeah, catch my babies Oh-whoa, that's my baby, just do it like you care, girl, don't worry 'bout your Hair's f**ed up 'cause I'm pullin' it like this Your man's f**ed up, he don't do you like this Feels so good that a n***a might kiss If you ask her she gon' tell you like this [Hook: Trey Songz] God damn it she loves it, she loves it She loves it, loves it God damn it she loves it, she loves it She loves it, she love this sh** So I'ma keep on f**in' like I love this b**h I'ma keep her bustin' 'cause she loves this dick I'ma keep stuntin' 'cause I love being rich I'ma keep doin' it, I does this sh**, God damn it, I love it [Verse 3: Chris Brown] She said make love, just make love, just make love to me Right now, just do it and she want to try some new sh**, just do it She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her, how? Like this, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la No need for conversation All we doin' is lickin' and f**in' and touchin' Your booty be speakin' another language, oh yeah This real life to his fake sh**, bottles in the air, I'm faded, drinkin' I'm so f**ed up, now I'm talkin' my sh** I'm so bossed up, I be talkin' like Rich n***as hatin' hard, b**hes all on my dick Baby, when we play, put this song on replay, she like, "Ooh, that's my sh**" [Hook: Chris Brown] And I love it, ay, I love it, ay I love it, ay, I God damn it I love it baby, ay I love it, ay, I love it, ay, I I'm gon' love her better 'cause her man ain't sh** And I'ma keep on strokin' 'cause she love this dick And I'ma keep on lickin' 'cause she love it She tell me keep f**in' 'cause she loves this sh** [Outro: August Alsina] And I love it