Obsessed lyrics

by

Trey Songz


Let me hold that beat... [x3]
That beat
Funny, funny, funny, boy I can't stop laughing
Money, money, money, can't stop getting cash
You looking for the prince, well you found him
Broke n*ggas can't even be around him
And I'm only being honest, f*ck being modest
Ghetto girls change hair colors like Rodman
All on my di*k like a condom
And she take that di*k like a robber
Call it burglary, certainly
I cut her up like surgery
And now her baby daddy wants to murder me!
He call my phone like "Is you banging my girl? My girl!"
All I reply "Playa better check her. Don't wanna to disrespect ya.. I never even met 'cha. She never even mention your name. I don't know why you mad at me. You should ask your girl. She gave the ass to me. Stop harassing me... Why you so upset with me? I don't even know you
It's clear that she had sex with me. Stop calling my phone, dude. Real G's do no questioning."

He talking bout what you gon' do, gon' do
Funny, funny, funny, boy I can't stop laughing
Money, money, money, can't stop getting cash

You a loser though
You a loser though
You a loser

Fellas if your girl let a man get at her
And you hit up the man then your ass playing backwards
Happens to the best, you are not alone
Her booty and her breat, it's nothing you can own
Funny, funny, funny, boy I can't stop laughing
Money, money, money, can't stop getting cash

Throw it in the bag, got paper got plastic
Think I got it mastered, haters are fanatics
I need them around any time I want my ass kissed
I'm only drinking brown and I'm only smoking sunkist
Orange haired weed got me acting like a wierdo
Shine like me you the diamonds in my earlobe
Heard from a bird that trigga was a as*h*le
f*ck what you heard like p*nis in your earhole

September 1st
Yuuup!!!
I just wanna ask "why n*ggas be mad? when another muthf*cka wanna hit they girl?" [x3]
I just wanna ask..
I just wanna ask..
I just wanna ask why you mad!!
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