Trey Songz - Obsessed (Loser) lyrics

rate me

Let Me hold that beat...

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 more than Rodman

All on my dick like 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 bet to check her

Don't 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

You

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 tho

You a loser tho

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 bootty and her breat

Is nothing you can own

Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing

Money money money can't stop getting cash

Throw it in the bag

Got paper got plastic

Think I got it mastered

Haters are fanatics

I need them around

Any time I want my ass kissed

I'm only drinking brown

And I'm only smoking sunkist

Orange haired weed

Got me acting like a wierdo

Shine like me

Your the diamonds in my earlobe

Heard from a bird

That trigga was a asshole

Fuck what you heard

Like penis in your earhole

September 1st

Yuuup

I just wanna ask

Why niggas be mad

Why another muthfucka wanna hit they girl...

I just wanna

I just wanna

I just wanna ask why u mad