Check Me Out lyrics

[Intro: Diddy]
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Trigga, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Trigga, let's go

[Verse 1: Trey Songz & Diddy]
Stop, pose, what's that? (What's that?)
Bend it over quick, throw your butt back (Throw your butt back)
Tuned in for the mill, where the bucks at?
She see me spend a couple mill like f*ck that (f*ck that)
She wanna ride on it like a bus pass (Let's go)
Give me smart brain and a dumb pack (Come on)
Gon' poke it out, thumb tack (Come on)
Back that ass up, I'ma front that
Knock it out the park, let these other n*ggas bunt that
Turn the music up, where the club at? (Where the club at?)
Throw a couple stacks, where the 1's at?
Shout to all the women that know they got that come back (Let's go!)
Girl, you got that I can see it from the front back
She said "Damn, they be hatin', where the love at?" (Why they hatin', man?)
I said "Damn that, you lookin' like you does that"
Hair up, damn, she done brought the f*ckin' bun back (Get it, get it, get it, get it)
n*ggas shady, damn, bring the sun back
Beat crazy, damn, bring the drums back
This yo city, n*gga, damn, how I run that?
Forgot I was a singer, damn, bring the run back
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Mmm, daddy

[Verse 2: Diddy & Trey Songz]
You say you work hard, where you work at? (Where you work at?)
Girl, I go hard, let me work that (Let me work that)
Say you got drive, well, reverse that (Well, reverse that)
I'ma beat it up. I'ma, I'ma hurt that
Single momma, yeah yeah, I support that
I don't judge, baby, I ain't tryna court that
I don't play, baby, I ain't tryna sport that
Talkin' 'bout it's real when I know somebody bought that
My time money and you n*ggas can't afford that
Bad b*tches in the studio where I record that
Right now and I'm finna pipe down
Once I'm done this verse sh*t, I'ma kill this pus*y, I'ma hearse it
I'ma fool with it, super cool with it
While you snoozin', I got a booze in it
I took her panties and I put a pool in it
The flow stupid, it's so stupid
[Chorus: Diddy & Trey Songz]
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out

[Verse 3: Meek Mill & Trey Songz]
Uh, check me out, though, I'm in that Ralph Lo'
Red bottoms for the models, never Aldo
Catch me ridin', Maseratti with the top low
And I get deep up in that pus*y, then I outro
Bad b*tch and the miles low
Oh, that's your main chick? That's my side hoe
She a dime and she a dime, so we don't know
When I compare 'em, it's like a Chevy, a Tahoe
Yo, Trigga, where the hoes? (Where they at?)
I'm in the Margielas, they like "What are those?"
I got them guys jealous 'cause I'm gettin' dough
She said she never seen a ghost 'til she was in my Rolls
Lookey here, I'ma keep it real with you
Get it clear, I ain't tryna chill with you (I ain't tryna chill with you)
Give her here so I can put the steel in ya
Now, shorty bust it open for a real n*gga
[Chorus: Trey Songz & Diddy]
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'm just tryna chill with you
Ayy, check me out, though, I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Mmm, daddy

[Outro: Diddy]
See, this right here, this goes out
To all the motherf*ckin'
Gettin' money b*tches in the house
Don't stop, let's work, let's rock
Don't stop, let's work, let's rock
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Throw some motherf*ckin' money in the air
Um, daddy