"Don't Say Shit" lyrics
"Don't Say Shit"
(feat. Chris Brown & Fabolous)
[Trey Songz:]
Yo, it's Trigga, Breezy, Loso
Hahahaha, shh
Yeah, yeah, uh
She just wanna party, call it la-di-da-di
Baby, call me papi, mm
Baby got a body, body-ody-ody
She look like she bought it
She my lil' shawty, ooh, my lil' baby
Put a lil' baby in lil' baby body
Take her off the market, then she won't be shoppin'
If she want, I cop it, it don't matter, got it
She know I'm a beast, plus I love a freak
New beats, no headphones
You wild child, I'm a wild guy
We mile high in this bedroom
Ay, true, they gon' hate you
'Cause I ate you like I wed you
And gon' show me what that head do
'Cause girl, I know you ain't scared to (Ah)
[Chris Brown (Trey Songz) {Chris Brown & Trey Songz}:]
Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor (Oh-oh)
It's in your head, girl, that head make a nigga slow, ooh
When you go down on me, I can't take no more
Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl, I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah, {I won't let 'em know}
Take my phone and make sure that
I won't say shit, I don't say shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no, no
[Trey Songz (Chris Brown) {Trey Songz & Chris Brown}:]
They ain't gotta know, they ain't gotta know (Gotta know)
Lick that body down, kiss that ooh slow (Kiss it slow)
Bust it up and down, let me fuck it slow (Fuck it slow, yeah)
Never let 'em know, never let 'em know (Yeah, oh)
[Chris Brown (Trey Songz & Chris Brown):]
We go back and forth
(Girl, I'm never keepin' score) Keepin' score
[Chris Brown:]
Need your love, I can never, no
Bitch, I'm the mailman, Karl Malone (Huh)
I got your package, baby, you know what it is
You know who I am, I'm the man, damn, girl
[Trey Songz & Chris Brown (Chris Brown) {Trey Songz}:]
Baby, don't be scared (to take it to the floor) {Oh-oh}
(It's in your head, girl, that head) {Yeah}, (make a nigga slow, ooh)
When you go down on me, (I can't take no more)
[Chris Brown (Trey Songz):]
Don't nobody know that you a freak (I won't tell), girl, I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah, I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure that
I won't say shit, I don't say shit, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
Trust me, I won't lose control, no, no
[Fabolous (Fabolous & Trey Songz) {Trey Songz}:]
Pull up to that hotel, huh
I don't talk, hoes tell, huh
Know you heard stories 'bout me
Those are just ho tales, huh
Got them bitches wholesale, huh
And you know them hoes sell, huh
Heard a nigga tryna cuff you
Felt like you in hoe jail, huh?
I might come and bail you out and shit
Girl, you better not tell nobody shit
Know some people jealous 'bout this shit
(We been on some helicopter shit, yeah)
(We been spinnin', we been takin' off, yeah), {yeah, yeah}
(Take your bitch and then she take it all off)
[Chris Brown (Trey Songz) {Chris Brown & Trey Songz}:]
Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor
Don't you be scared
It's in your head, girl, that head make a nigga slow
(Ooh, that head make me slow, ooh)
When you go {down on me}, I can't take no more
{Don't nobody know} that you a freak, girl, I won't tell a soul
Keep it on the low, oh yeah, I won't let 'em know
Take my phone and make sure that
I won't {say shit, I don't say shit}, I don't say shit, no
Your secret's safe with me, baby
{Trust me, I won't lose control}, no, no
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, John David Jackson, Tremaine Neverson, Rashad Johnson, Aaron Rogers
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