What I Be On Lyrics

[Intro: Trey Songz]
What up boy?
It's time to put some cuffs up on your girl
Trigga's home

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
They be like what up boy? I see you ride
I be like I know, I know, I know I'm fly
I know they told you, I'm on fire
And if you say they didn't, then you a liar
I got a bad bitch, she cool
She got a best friend, got her too
You know I get chips, frito lays
And I'm getting, getting money all day

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that stuntin' shit, I be on that stuntin' shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that money shit, I be on that money shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that other shit, I ain't tryna cuff a bitch
Y'already know, what I be on
What I be on

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
I walk around the club, touched every shawty
By the time I leave, bet I spend money more than everybody
Think I give a fuck? Well you wrong, hoe
Know I be gettin' the lawn though, check the view from my condo
Whoa, she super fly, whoa, I'm super cool, whoa
Super-duper high, yeah, she keep 'em rolled
You a bad girl, with a bad crew
Hands in the air, if I can smash you
As long as they keep my cup filled, I just really wanna see if that butt’s real
Them titties grown, that’s silicone all these boys just mimic on
Them grown, that's silicone
'Cause I get chips, Frito Lays and I'm getting, getting money all day
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that stuntin' shit, I be on that stuntin' shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that money shit, I be on that money shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that other shit, I ain't tryna cuff a bitch
Y'already know, what I be on
What I be on

[Bridge: Trey Songz]
It's time, if this girl
Do you know, is what I'm on, I be on
Girl, you grown, so come on
Let's get it on 'cause that's what I be on

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
We in this party, yeah we in this party
Fuck where you at if you ain't in this party
I'm in here spendin' it like I'm some tycoon
Marvin done fucked up 'cause she comin' in my room
Walkin' out the club, like where the after party?
You fuckin' broke as a joke, that bitch is laughin' probably
Whatever y'all on, that ain't ever half of I be on
Ballin' with the Heat, if I'm an athlete I be Bron
We all straight any city, all states
Yeah bitch you in good hands, tell them you with Allstate
Duty calls like a booty calls, call late
'Cause I'm getting, getting money all day
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that stuntin' shit, I be on that stuntin' shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that money shit, I be on that money shit
Y'already know, what I be on
I be on that other shit, I ain't tryna cuff a bitch
Y'already know, what I be on
What I be on

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A braggadocio anthem for the girl-stealers out there courtesy of yours truly Mr. Steal-yo-girl and Loso.
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