Trey Songz

Trey Songz - Hate Me Now (Triggamix) lyrics

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I feel like the track was made by Lucifer

But my spirit so big, like my lyrics is; a message out to Christopher

I'm out in the tropical and you niggas is typical

Way foreign women shake they ass so mystical

I'm such a phenom and you niggas is retards

Got my chest burnin' from smokin' expensive cigars

I got point guard, so they point hard

'Cause I'm winnin' and I know it disappoints y'all

They probably thought that I was just another negro

But I'm 23; 24; MJ; LBJ and Kobe

Y'all think I'm hot now, but I been cold

Got flow, nigga

That's a big Ten 4

Shout out to Virginia and my country kinfolk

Rockafella, Rocawear; wanna thank Hov

Stupid, dumb check just to take photos

'Case you didn't know that, I should probably share; a button, Kodak

I'm pushin' the ride

When I let her get inside, she gets very excited so call the girl Borat 

Minister instrumentals like it's venom in my mental

Pictures in my mind so I paint 'em in the venue 

Tell the women that I can do whatever

They meant potential

My hand I extend to haters as I should

I know you only wish you could do it like I does

And you ain't gotta love a nigga

So I know you gotta hate just to see how many love it

I'm they muthafuckin' favorite

Get up off Trey's dick

I'm so detailed

Niggas so basic

If this is a jungle you could say I'm goin' ape shit

Everybody ass, so they spittin' like they ape shit

Guess I'm one of the chosen

Spittin' bars is golden

Even though I don't need 'em

See, I'ma singer

You can hold him

Peers fold

Listen up, I told 'em

Don't hate me, 

Hate the women that adore him, 

People that endorse him, 

Paper that I spend in the most abundant of proportions, 

Hate the way I kill it; Baby Boy; no abortion, 

Hate the way your local promoter cannot afford him, 

Hate the way I came on a cloud, 'cause I'm flyer than any nigga that ever touched ground

Jealous 'cause women get overzealous when I'm 'round

And I got my own lane with the pedal to the ground

Tourin' so I ain't been to the ghetto in a while

But I'm so Petersburg you can smell it on me now

Ain't nuttin' you can tell a nigga now

If you wanna be the shit, I can tell a nigga how

Baby, I'm so the shit like I'm livin' in my bowels

You can eat a dick like it's chillin' in ya mouth

I spit, y'all drool; no feelin' in ya mouth

You niggas is like furniture; chillin' in the house all day

Baby, I be at the cheese, I'ma mouse all day

And you niggas is elephants; irrelevant

You'll never excel 'cause I'm so damn excellent

Magnum on these hoes in the gold like a medal at a sex event

If you gotta girl, I suggest that you arrest the chick

Handcuff her, put her in the car

If not, I guess I'll be sendin' her back to my house
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