Oh My (Remix)-Trey Songz
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Oh My (Remix) - Trey Songz

Oh my oh my oh oh my god

My ni**a you see that a** upon that broad

Dumb dumb dumb

That booty so retarded

And when it come to this r'n'b sh*t I'm the hardest regardless

You the one girl you the one girl

Something bout them jeans that you wearing

Yeah you got that body of a Goddess

And it ain't no competition you got it

I want it I'm on it

You make me wanna say

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

That booty bumping oh my that booty bumping

You know me I do my thang with the women

I Make her body purr when I'm touching on the kitten

Booty so round waist so skinny

Hit in on the balcony with your face to the city

Face so pretty heels so high that I face your titties

Mouth so dry I could taste your titties

Girl I'm a hit it right have faith no Biggie

Oh my I'm so high

Come and be one of Tremaine angels fly

The sky is the limit I been fly for a minute

And the girls say I'm fast so rewind it a minute

GO

I want you on my team we be like Charlie Sheen

Winning this life of sinning where women be liking women

And men is like ripping lemons

Sour when I pass by wait till I'm in them denims

I'm a hit that a** LIKE

You the one girl you the one girl

Something bout them jeans that you wearing

Yeah you got that body of a Goddess

And it ain't no competition you got it

I want it I'm on it

You make me wanna say

Oh my Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my Oh my

That booty bumping oh my that booty bumping

Shawty you the one ain't too many choices

Louis on my feet cost me ten pairs of Air Forces

When you mention me know my girls are really gorgeous

I be all up in the cut like some neosporin

Tity two chains I got my name on my upholstery

Married to the streets ain't no way you can divorce it

Got the ceiling crack so I'm shining like an ocean

Got them racks on top of racks like I was hanging in a closet

Hol up Hol up pause it

Flows that will make you nauseous

Got a girl with a back so big and an a** so big look like shes crawling

Balling balling spalding

Yeah we Chris Paulin'

I just call her boo but I met her at the mall

Me and DJ Drama add another comma

I put it in her ribs and say I'm working on her stomach

This girl I'm with' she mine the girl you with she mine

I put her a** on top then I press recline

You the one girl you the one girl

Something bout them jeans that you wearing

Yeah you got that body of a Goddess

And it ain't no competition you got it

I want it I'm on it

You make me wanna say

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

That booty bumping oh my that booty bumping

Now I'm who all these bad b**ches gripping

B**ch niggas dissin Finally Famous Over Everything is still the mission

P**sy ni**a you a p**sy so who the hell is you kiddin' (Get it )

Here you taking shots now what the f**k is you sipping

Ni**a I'm at the tippy I run my city then run in the club they bringing my liccy

I pull down her zippy I'm all in her viccies she calling me Biggy

I'm calling her silly

Never slip cause I'm rollin' up sticky she gave me her iccy

Girl you the baddest

I promise I'm picky and even if we f**k I promise that you ain't f**king with me

Bad b**ches know what's up she tells me that she love me

I tell her join the club

D-Town reppin till I die hoe chilling on the top floor

You the one girl you the one girl

Something bout them jeans that you wearing

Yeah you got that body of a Goddess

And it ain't no competition you got it

I want it I'm on it

You make me wanna say

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

Oh my Oh my Oh my

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