Obsessed Trey Songz

Let me hold that beat... [x3]
That beat
Funny, funny, funny, boy I can't stop laughing
Money, money, money, can't stop getting cash
You looking for the prince, well you found him
Broke niggas can't even be around him
And I'm only being honest, fuck being modest
Ghetto girls change hair colors like Rodman
All on my dick like a condom
And she take that dick like a robber
Call it burglary, certainly
I cut her up like surgery
And now her baby daddy wants to murder me!
He call my phone like "Is you banging my girl? My girl!"
All I reply "Playa better check her. Don't wanna to disrespect ya.. I never even met 'cha. She never even mention your name. I don't know why you mad at me. You should ask your girl. She gave the ass to me. Stop harassing me... Why you so upset with me? I don't even know you
It's clear that she had sex with me. Stop calling my phone, dude. Real G's do no questioning."

He talking bout what you gon' do, gon' do
Funny, funny, funny, boy I can't stop laughing
Money, money, money, can't stop getting cash

You a loser though
You a loser though
You a loser

Fellas if your girl let a man get at her
And you hit up the man then your ass playing backwards
Happens to the best, you are not alone
Her booty and her breat, it's nothing you can own