Trey Songz - Whatever You Like Remix lyrics

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Trey Songz - Whatever You Like Remix lyrics

[Talking] Yup I'ma tell you right now, nothing is safe! Let's go, Songz (Songz), That right! (That right) They gon' have to wait 'cuz I really do k** this sh** Stacks on deck, and baby you know the song So sing along, c'mon [Verse 1] Shawty what it is though, you know who I is though When we ready you can come, and you can let ya friend go You can let your friend come too 'Cuz I picture your friend on you (Yup) Smokin' k**a Indo, got it from my kinfolk Haters what you made for, 'cuz you know you dead broke What they let you in for, shawty you a ten though Won't you hop yo a** up in them Benz doors 'Cuz once you let me touch it, ain't no need for discussion I'ma have yo body buzzin', like an automatic weapon I know it's a recession, but I'm making an exception, for yo bad a** If you want that damn bag, then gon' and grab it You can have it, just one swipe of this here plastic Girl I bet you won't be stressin', if you let them panties lessin' I mean lossein' I'm the truth, and just want you fruits and juices One more look at your pa**, throw the deuces (Yup) [Chorus] Stacks on deck, that's on my life You never wear the same thing twice If you leave with ya boy tonight You can have whatever you like Yeah And you gon' have the best s** of yo life Twice, three time, four time We gon' get it on tonight You can have whatever you like Yeah [Verse 2] We up on that E&G, some bonified drinker She gave me that brain, she a hella fine thinker Thought process is s** em from desk to the sink'er Body so wet, I got her so wet I be her supplier, she give me the fire She never get tired, call her in her Energizer Bunny Funny ride, I got my money right You can tell what I'm doing, by the tires on my ride Stretch out so wide, them 26's Ya'll dudes listen, I'm screw pimpin' Ya'll sto-pigeons, somethin' like when I'm on stool sh**tin' Let me tell you what, ya'll dudes missin' A bit of my style, a bit of my flow, a bit of my smile, a bit of my clothes Maybe just a bit of my dough Any time you want to, pick up the telephone to Call me to your house, show you what I'm 'bout I'll be so oblige, now hop up in my ride With them gold packs, know that's extra L size [Chorus] [Verse 3] Tell me what you like, I got it Tell me what you need, I got it Tell me what you want, I got it Tell me what it be, I got it Supersize, like some fries Like McDonalds, my big Ronald will make you roll yo eyes back Tell me can you buy that, tell me can you ride that Once I get inside, Imma glide like a slide at Water World You the girl, and I'm the man So understand [Chorus]

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