Headlines lyrics

Trigga's home, Trigga's home..

[Verse 1 - Trey Songz]
I hit your city and I'm looking for some talent
I need a pretty young thing that could blow
I found it girl - your mouth is so astounding
Never got wet and then a n*gga just drowneded
And b*tch n*ggas be hating cause the b*tches all around him
Worldwide girls eyes mesmerize, bezel shine
Future mind, present mine, roley it tell me present time
If you ever hear I'm big-headed, that's just my Heavy mind
I'm fly as f*ck, you the back of the Delta line
I'm focused, poking the dopest Columbian coke, no joke
I'm so cold, it's confetti time since ready time
I got bars for life, Martin and Eddie time
Dinner alone so some Opus and spaghetti’s fine
Yeah that's red wine, headline
Say I'm engaged on the internet: they're lying
5 tours in 2 years: heard they paid a n*gga straight
Plus I stay up in some pus*y tryna say a n*gga gay
But I learned tho: haters gon hate
But a hater never ate a scrape off of my plate
Blackhead ass n*ggas get your head up out my face
Keep my di*k in your mouth so it's f*ck what you say
Keep your b*tch up in the house
She's sucking on Trey
She lied when she replied "you ain't got nothing on me"
But she tried her mouth was wide, I didn't want that on my sheets
I told her suck my scrotum, I go wild on these beats
Why these lousy motherf*ckers keep stickin on me?
Drowsy motherf*ckers keep sleeping on me..
They say I'm falling off - I guess we just gon' see
You n*ggas wack songs keep leaking on me
[Hook - Trey Songz]
It's Tre ho..
They know, they know, they know..

That the realest on the rise, f*ck them other guys
Take whoever beat and eat it like a piece of pie
They know.. they know

[Verse 2 - Trey Songz]
This money-making my conversation
He talking blatant, he probably faking
I wake and bake, I ain’t steak & shake
But I take the cake to my paper date
It's super flow and it activates you stupid hoes
Just master hate. Different club, the same whores, I'm bored
I head to the gate. Now somewhere making that mattress break
You're somewhere faking, you masturbaing
I said I was gone, well I'm back now, he had to wait long
Can't believe a n*gga still will say that Trey can't rap today: wrong
Cause I know a n*gga still
Will kill on any n*gga who's jacking they songs
What I learned tho: haters gon hate
But a hater never ate a scrape off of my plate
Boy I made it, plus I'm faded, I be stuntin all day
It's ok, just say it, you was fronting on Trey
It's a movie, it's a massacre, and I'm about to feel Leatherfaced
Leave you n*ggas stuck with the "I could be doing better"-face
I only said that cause I'm f*cking with this movie sh*t
And really, truthfully, that ain't got sh*t to do with sh*t
But sh*t: why the got me like this?
Record labels tryna make a carbon copy like this
They heard I was staying out of lobbies like this
They saying "Trigga bodied this b*tch" but that's something
Trey know.. Trey know..
It's Trey ho.. they know, they know, they know..
Haters gon hate
But a hater never ate a scrape off of my plate
Backhand ass n*ggas get the f*ck out my face
Keep my di*k up in your mouth, so it's f*ck what you say