Plies

Artiste: Plies feat. Ne-Yo

[Plies: Talkin]
Ay can I please talk to my
BUST IT BABYS real quick homie,
Let me bring you in my world (plies) and
Let you kno what I call a bust it baby

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor man, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They kno that's minnee (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
Evrybody know that's mine (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
EVrybody know that's minnee...

[Verse 1: Plies]
If I wasn't married to the streets, it would be you
Your lips, what make you so cute
Love when you poke yo mouth when u mad to,
Save yo numba in muh fone under lil boo
Like yo sex, but more in love with wat u do,
Turn me on how you stare at me when we thru
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan round ya, so all I can say is ooh
My favorite panties uh yours, are 1's tht see thru
One with da pink trim on em, and they light blue
Speakin for da goons, thank god fo makin u
BUSS IT BABY, is what I call u

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor man, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They kno that's minnee (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
Evrybody know that's mine (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
EVrybody know that's minnee...

[Verse 2: Ne-Yo]
Yea Yea... (so now),
They say he's an entertainer, (slow down)
Your just one more, (he don't respect you)
He just gon hurt you and neglect you
Well let em say what they wanna(yeaa)
I made a promise(yeaa),
To do you right and I'm gonna(heyy)
Girl id do everthing I can,
To prove I'm a betta man,
Than ya friends think I amm...

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor man, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They kno that's minnee (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
Evrybody know that's mine (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
EVrybody know that's minnee...

[Verse 3: Plies]
I jus gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet,
Cause when we finish, she mess up all my bed set
She got sum to relax me when I'm under stress,
Neva told her, or let her kno, but she da best
She like to spell her name with her tounge on my chest,
If you wuda told me it was dis gud, I wud neva guessed
She full of surprises, I dnt kno what shell do next
But while she sleep, I'll sneak and put hickes on her neck
And when she go out, she shut down the hole set,
Love to see her in heels, with da slit in her dress
She like to do her own hair, get her own checks,
My BUSS IT BABY, I keep her on deck

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor man, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They kno that's minnee (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
Evrybody know that's mine (BUSS IT) Baybayy...
EVrybody know that's minnee...

Artiste: Plies feat. Trey Songz

[Verse 1:]
Went to sleep real Woke up realer
Who the affiliated ex drug dealer
Resume silent Street cred bigger
Click full of soldiers All of us killers
Never seen one I'm what they call a real nigga
Pocket full of cash Body full of liquor
Put my whips on it Bet he ain't triller
If I don't know ya homie Hands on pistols

[Chorus:]
You lookin at da man
Stacks and rubber bands(yep)
Action for the cameras
You can ask the fans cause
They say I'm da man
Watch me pull my pants up
Watch me do my dance(yep)
Stacks and rubber bands(yep)
You lookin at da man
Whip on 22's
Floatin when I move
Askin what it do
You lookin at da man
Watch me pull my pants up
Watch me do my dance(yep)
Stacks and rubber bands(yep)

[Verse 2]
Key to the city Name carry weight
I don't fuck with niggas Most of them fake
You behind the ears Jumped off the post lake
Where I'm from homie Home of the goons aid
Came up slow All off of shake
Grandma dyin Hard to be straight
Just left court My dog lost his case
They gave him life homie All for them 28's

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Product of the hood Came from the gutta
Been through it all Still remain a hustla
Ride or die homie Before I fuckin struggle
Choppa game serious Got it from my brother
Learn the hard way Streets don't love ya
Snitchin at a high Dope game in trouble
Whip game shaky Yea you gone suffa
I'm da man homie Can't deny it sucka

[Chorus]

[Chorus: x2]
Somebody loves you baby
Oh oh ooh
Somebody loves you baby
Oooohh, ooohh

[Verse 1:]
Wish I could hug every nigga who done lost trail
And go see all da ones that visits inna while
To all da goons that's down Wish I can help em smile
To show my niggas I love em I'll walk a hundred miles
Bless my dawg who got killed in his own house
Help him pull through if they ont life support now
The only thang I live for is to make my son proud
My heart go out to all da young niggaz that's runnin wild
I said ah prayer for all da mommas who done lost they child
That 12 year old who wanna fuck GOD slow it down
In life all dis? Help her to turn it round'
Please reach out nd Help her GOD before she drown

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I know dat feelin when it feel like nobody care
When you goin through yo problems itseems like nobody there
I started question myself, "If GOD really care"
Sometimes I cut off all the lights in the room and stare
Wonder if he bought me this far To drop me off here
I know it seems sometimes like Life ain't fair
They say the only thing u can count on in dis world is prayer
I prayed so much I thought that GOD could'nthear
Cause I done been through so much bullshit this pass year
It's hard to find muafuckaz 90 Sincere
The streets make it so hard for u to think clear
I'd give up all dis shit To have my brother here

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I gotta call from my homegirl Her momma died
Somebody home invaded nd took her momma life
I just held the phone n listened to her cry
She kept repeating herself All she asked was "why"
Could only imagine what she goin through on the inside
Cause when my brother went to prison Half me died
Ain't nuttin but pressures in the world homie they lyin'
U gotta take da good with da bad and take it and stride
The right amount of pressure could make u commit suicide
But imagine the pressure onna nigga who can't provide
When everything goin wrong it's hard to do right
You goin through it right now
All I wanna say is...