Aye (ohh) Aye (ohh)
Aye (ohh) Uh-huh (whoa-ohh)
Aye (ohh) Aye (ohh)
Aye (ohh) Uh-huh (whoa-ohhhh-ohhh)
Man I luv this shit (man I luv this shit)
Man i luv this shit (man I luv this shit)
Man I luv this shit (man I luv this shit)
Verse 1: August Alsina
A nigga back with the mu' fuckin' remix (remix) and we bout to kill this shit
See we went and got a little help to get the whole club poppin like Freeknik
Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peace Ciroc and we faded
Soon as we hop in, got yo chick, and yo chick, and yo chick and i know you hate it
Cause we linin' up the shots, yunhin' got the heat to make it
Soon as we hit the parkin lot, and we see all the panties drop
Girl, I aint no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snich nigga
Yo bitch choosin' on a real nigga, let ha chill nigga that's real
Im so fucked up cause Im talkin my shit
Im way too high too be trippin like this
Nigga's hatin hard, bitches all on my dick
This is what you want, Imma put it like this
Lay it down on the Aug, Trey, and Chris remix
Chorus: August
You luv it (aye) You luv it girl (aye)
You luv it (aye) You luv it girl (uh-huh)
You luv it (aye) You luv it girl (aye)
You luv it (aye) Betta make you luv it girl (uh-huh)
The way I fuck her you might think I luv this bitch
I tell her keep on suckin girl get all this dick
And Imma keep grindin, nigga trynna get rich
She tell me keep fuckin cause she luv this shit
Verse 2: Trey Songz
(God damn it, she loves it)
She said she just got her some titties (she said she got her some titties)
Cant wait till I come to her city (cant wait till i come to her city)
I smoke till I choke and Im dizzy, the liquor's invading my kidneys
Been chillin, Im feelin like killin you niggas
Bitches been missin me lately, they luv it when I talk to them crazy
Suck a nigga dick, with a whole lot of spit, let it drip, yea catch my babies
Ohhh-whoooa, Thats my baby, just do it like you care
Girl dont worry about cha hair's fucked up cause Im pullin like shit
Ya man's fucked up, he dont do ya like this
Feel so good that a nigga might kiss
If you ask ha she gon tell you like this
Chorus: Trey
God damn it she loves it (she loves it)
She loves it (she love it)
She loves it (she loves it)
God damn it she loves it (she loves it)
She loves it (she love it)
She loves it (she loves it)
So Imma keep fuckin like I love this bitch
Imma keep bussin cause she loves this dick
Imma keep stuntin cause I luv being rich
Imma keep doin, yea I does this shit
God damnit I luv it
Verse 3: Chris Brown
She said make love, make love, just make love to me right now (just do it)
She wanna try some new shit (just do it)
She said when i kiss it gon and sang to ha (how?)
Like this, la la la la la, la la la la la
Dont need full conversation
All doin is lickin, fuckin, and touchin, ya booty be speakin another language
Ohh yeaa, this real life to his fake shit
Bottles in the air, Im faded, drinkin
Im so fucked up now Im talkin my shit
Im so boss up now Im talkin like rich
Baby when we play, put this song on replay, she like oo this my shit
Chorus: Chris & August
And I luv it (ay), I luv it (ay)
I luv it (ay), Iiiii
God damn it I luv you baby (ay), I luv it (ay)
I luv it (ay), Iiiii
I'm gon' luv her better cause her man ain't shit
And I'mma keep on strokin' cause she luv this dick
And I'mma keep on lickin' cause she luv it
She tell me keep fuckin cause she luv this shit (and I luv it)
