I Luv This Shit (Remix) [feat. Trey Songz & Chris Brown]
[Intro: AugusAnnotatet Alsina & Trey Songz] Ay (ohh) ay (ohh) Ay (ohh) uh-huh (whoa-ohh) Ay (ohh) ay (ohh) Ay (whoa-ohh) uh-huh (whoa-ohhhhh-ohhh) Man I luv this shit (Man I luv this shit) Man I luv this shit (Man I luv this shit) Man I luv this shit (Man I luv this shit) Man I luv this shit (Man I luv this shit)
[Verse 1: August Alsina] A nigga back with this motherfuckin' remix (remix), and we about to kill this shit See I went and got a little help to get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded Soon as we step in, we got your chick, and yo' chick, and yo' chick And I know you hate it Cause we lining up the shots, yungin' got the heat to make em' pop Soon as we hit the parking lot, then we see all the panties drop Girl, ain't no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snitch nigga Yo' bitch choosin' on a real nigga, let her chill nigga That's real, cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talking my shit I'm way to high to be trippin' like this Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick This is what you want, I'mma put it like this; lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix
[Hook:] Say you luv it (ay), you luv it girl (ay) You luv it (ay), you luv it girl (uh-huh) You luv it (ay), say you luv it girl (ay) You luv it (ay), better make you luv it girl (uh-huh) The way I fuck her, you would think I luv this bitch I tell her keep on suckin', girl get all this dick And I'mma keep grinding, nigga try'na get rich She tell me keep fuckin', cause she luv this shit
[Verse 2: Trey Songz] (God damn it, I love it) She said she just got her some titties (She said she just got her some titties) Can't wait till' I come to her city (Can't wait till' I come to her city) I smoke till I choke and I'm dizzy The liquors invading my kidneys; been chillin' and I feel like killin' you niggas Bitches been missing me lately (ohh), they love it when I talk to em' crazy (ohh) Suck a nigga dick, do it with alot of spit, let it drip, yeah catch my babies Ohhh-whoooa, that's my baby, just do it like you care Girl don't worry bout' your, hairs fuck up Cause I'm pullin' it like this Your man's fucked up, he don't do you like this Feels so good that a nigga might kiss If you ask her she gon' tell you like this
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[Verse 3: Chris Brown] She said make luv, just make luv, just make luv to me Right now (just do it), and she want to try some new shit (just do it) She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her (how?) Like this: Laa-laa laa-laa laa (Laa-laa laa-laa laa) Don't need full conversation All we doin' is licking, and fucking, and touching, your booty be speaking another language (Ohh yeahhh) This real life to his fake shit Bottles in the air, I'm faded, drinking I'm so fucked up, now I'm talking my shit I'm so bossed up, I be talking like Rich Niggas hatin hard, bitches all on my dick Baby when we play, put this song on replay, she like \"Ooh, that's my shit\"