Trigga

[Intro] That foreign (x5) [Verse 1] Colombiano, yeah I love that I love her if she speak another language She be doing things I never seen I think I might have hit it in my dreams She drop it, then she throw it, yeah she work it I seen your Instagram

She picks up the phone In my head I know I'm wrong I just want to know what she's heard I'm pacing back and forth Cause I know that I've been caught Trying to think of the perfect words So I can come to her and lie right to her face I don't know what

[Intro] Put your hands in the air Trigga Put your, put your hands in the air [Pre-Hook] Ooh nana Look what you did start it Ooh nana Why you gotta act so naughty Ooh nana I'm 'bout to spend all this cash Ooh nana If you keep shaking that ass [Hook] O

Got me tied down on the way to the beach Four bad chicks in the middle of the street Roll right up and they all hopped in Now we in the sand having lunch on me Tell the girl don't let your feet get wet We about to grab some drinks and head to my cond

[ti:Love Around The World] [ar:Trey Songz] [al:Trigga (Deluxe)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.37]Love Around The World - Trey Songz [00:19.61]Baby girl I left a piece of my heart [00:21.72] [00:23.68]In New York, in L.A [00:26.69] [00:28.83]Baby 'cause I l

Baby girls all around the world Baby girls all around the world I know that what you heard ain't fly Cause people gone say shit Oh oh oh oh No difference from all of these women But do you believe it Oh oh oh oh Ain't by chance that we're here Only g

(Yes, no, maybe) (Yes, no, maybe) You used to love me Before I even was me You used to hug me Lick me, suck me, kiss me, fuck me Kinda spent a lot of money on you I invest in your dreams I ain't ever fronted on you Girl, you know what that means (All

Cake, cake Baby, this might, sound rude I'm taken, but I want you And I don't want to play by the book, no rules You say you can't have cake and eat it too But ain't that what you supposed to do? Ain't you supposed to eat it too? Ain't that what you

You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want Pull up in a Porsche, no rental No key, now she on me Know the star

She giving me the side eye, saying she ain't staying over here Each and every time I let her down like I didn't care Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear Guess I got used to feeling, like you supposed to give it here She said she tho

[Intro: Nicki Minaj] Woo Yeah, Young Money Trigga Trey Let's get it Burrr [Verse 1: Trey Songz] No, I ain't tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who's in it If we're talking about sex, girl, you know that I invented that And I'm onto the next, that's

Mr. Steal Your Girl - Trey Songz Baby I'mma be straight up Don't waste no time I know you ain't my, you ain't my baby You think about us Do I crush your mind anytime I know that you, you're taken It'll never change Cause it's always been that way But