
I Luv This Shit (Remix) August Alsina (Ft. Chris Brown & Trey Songz)
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[Intro: August Alsina, Trey Songz]
Ayy, oh, ayy, oh
Ayy, oh, uh-huh, woah-oh
Ayy (Oh), oh, ayy (Oh), oh
Ayy (Oh), woah-oh, uh-huh, woah-oh-oh
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (Ayy)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy, woah-oh), man, I love this shit (Uh-huh, woah-oh-oh)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (Ayy)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (U-huh, woah-oh-oh)
[Verse 1: August Alsina, Trey Songz]
A nigga back with the motherfuckin' remix (Remix)
And we 'bout to kill this shit (Oh-oh)
See I went and got a little help
To get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik (Woah-oh-oh)
'Cause I got Rosé, a little Bombay (Oh-oh)
A little peach CÎROC and we faded
Soon as we step in
We got your chick and yo' chick and yo' chick and I know you hate it
'Cause we linin' up the shots (Shots)
Youngin' got the heat to make 'em pop
Soon as we hit the parkin' lot
Then we see all the panties drop
Girl, ain't no bitch nigga
No rich nigga (Ayy), no snitch nigga
Your bitch choosin' on a real nigga (Ayy)
Let her chill, nigga, that's real
'Cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talkin' my shit (Oh-oh)
Way too high to be trippin' like this (Oh-oh)
Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick (Oh-oh)
If this what you want, I'ma put it like this
Lay it down to the Aug', Trey, and Chris remix
Ayy, oh, ayy, oh
Ayy, oh, uh-huh, woah-oh
Ayy (Oh), oh, ayy (Oh), oh
Ayy (Oh), woah-oh, uh-huh, woah-oh-oh
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (Ayy)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy, woah-oh), man, I love this shit (Uh-huh, woah-oh-oh)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (Ayy)
Man, I love this shit (Ayy), man, I love this shit (U-huh, woah-oh-oh)
[Verse 1: August Alsina, Trey Songz]
A nigga back with the motherfuckin' remix (Remix)
And we 'bout to kill this shit (Oh-oh)
See I went and got a little help
To get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik (Woah-oh-oh)
'Cause I got Rosé, a little Bombay (Oh-oh)
A little peach CÎROC and we faded
Soon as we step in
We got your chick and yo' chick and yo' chick and I know you hate it
'Cause we linin' up the shots (Shots)
Youngin' got the heat to make 'em pop
Soon as we hit the parkin' lot
Then we see all the panties drop
Girl, ain't no bitch nigga
No rich nigga (Ayy), no snitch nigga
Your bitch choosin' on a real nigga (Ayy)
Let her chill, nigga, that's real
'Cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talkin' my shit (Oh-oh)
Way too high to be trippin' like this (Oh-oh)
Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick (Oh-oh)
If this what you want, I'ma put it like this
Lay it down to the Aug', Trey, and Chris remix
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