Hella fun in this motherfucker right quick Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Trey Songz] Baby wanna ride with the surfer Baby like the white Coca-Cola I´m way too high to be sober So please don´t cry on my shoulder
[Trey Songz] Pop it, shit, pop it, shit You too loud, I´m too lit Water all on my wrist You don´t understand this drip Bet you can´t do it like this Bet you can´t do it like this (Ooh) Bet you can´t do it like this (No) Bet you can´t do it like this (Shit)
Water all on my wrist (Drip) I done came through and got rich (Bullshit)
[Trey Songz & Rich The Kid] I´m way too high to be sober So please don´t cry on my shoulder (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Please don´t cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry, please don´t cry (Ay, ay, ooh)
[Rich The Kid & Trey Songz] Girl, you trippin´, please baby, don´t cry (Please baby, don´t cry, please baby, don´t cry) That pussy mine, please baby, don´t lie (Please baby, don´t lie) I´m a real pimp (Real Pimp)
Lean on a nigga like like rocket chip (What? what?) I done blowed up, now, I´m outta here Woah, baby, don´t whine (Baby, don´t whine) Please baby, don´t whine, whine, whine Ayy, don´t waste my time (Don´t waste my time) Don´t waste my time, don´t waste my time I know you fine, ooh (I know you fine) One of a kind, I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt Then I drop the top (Skrt) I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt Then, buy you a drop Wipe your tears (Wipe your tears) Ain´t no fear (Ain´t no fear) Daddy here (Daddy here) New Monclear (Ayy, baby, come here, yeah)
[Trey Songz] Please don´t cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry, please, please don´t cry
[Trey Songz] Keep my baby with me like a stroller Know she got that wet, super soaker Knock it out the park, call me Sosa Get them pussy walls reupholstered Wake up with the strap like it´s Folgers Heat by my side, Eric Spoelstra Super sport the ride in the motor You can never show her what I showed her, yeah, yeah Young nigga rich, dripping boulders Ears, mouth, neck and wrist, dripping boulders
Cold, I can feel my heart gettin´ colder
[Trey Songz] So, please don´t cry on my shoulder
[Trey Songz] Let´s whip out the Rolls, let´s call up some hoes, ain´t it dope Now she fell in love, when she found I got the antidote Partner sellin´ dope, got that boy, he got that girl I´m like baby girl, eat this dick just like a churro Ooh, we ball, alcohol, fives every night If you fine, you can skip the line anytime Blow a bag, pop a tag, blow a bag, pop a tag Way she call me daddy, I wonder if her papa mad
[Trey Songz] Please don´t cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry Please don´t cry on my shoulder Please don´t cry, please, please don´t cry