Late Night Trey Songz (Ft. Juicy J)

[Intro: Trey Songz & Juicy J]
Trigga
Your boy Juicy J, yeah
Y'all know what it is
Better hide your girl, mane, we lookin' for a broad

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships
I be on that late night shit
They going crazy for the DJ when he play the shit
They be on that late night shit
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy
If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships
Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit
On that late night shit, on that late night shit
Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit
We on that, on that late night shit
We on that, on that late night shit, we on that
Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
Is this all for me? It's finna be a great night
A lot of fish in the sea, I'm feelin' like a great white
Girl, you got a face like oh, oh
Might wanna see you in the daytime, oh, oh
If the money don't sleep, I ain't tryna close my eyes for a second
You come first, I come second
'Bout to give you this blessin', finna teach you this lesson
Get you out of that dress and I don't know nothin' 'bout affection