Trey Songz - Jackin' For Beats lyrics

[Intro] DJ Drama: 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: n***as ain't ready man DJ Drama: Holla at 'em [Verse 1: Trey Songz] Ungh, A n***a never been as dope as me Like my veins and my brain run on c**a leafs I say they fly well they fly, well these n***as popery Mind capacity as wide as the open sea Put these n***as in they place where they 'spose to be Plus I get these b**hes buck like gopher teeth So respect it or check it, f** your hypothesis I'mma write the play no Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me They all rap commonly as if they hold d** 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 be So many fish in the sea, life is vagina beach I don't sleep much, paper thoughts waking me Talkin' to a n***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 n***as p**y but get off my dick And don't quote me boy cause I ain't said sh** 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 b**h, lyrics spit one hell of a clip A.R. say that they hard, leave 'em in graveyards One big diamond, call a n***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 Gra** cut fool, never lose where the snakes are Motherf** school, n***a never had a day job [Verse 4: Trey Songz] Shout to all the n***as faced off with the jacob f** pool, on the corner pocket full of 8 balls And f** you n***a, I be droppin' napalm And it's cool n***a gon' get yo hate on Got a big dick and she gon' put her face on Ass so big and the sh** is like her waist, gone Swingin' from a pole, p**y poppin' in the Bronx Then I made it rain like the Cartegena Don Do it so big they should call a n***a Pun All I do is win, they should call a n***a won(Juan), 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 s** 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 f** 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 n***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 sh**'ll be in shambles if you don't roll right And you know how I get, couple side bets f** 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? n***a I'mma get mine and you know that I deserve that Lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme hol' dat ... 2 WOOP