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trey songz - automatic lyrics
[chorus: trey songz]
money in my pocket, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
b-tches goin’ all in, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
with the smoke bullsh-t, with the static
new b-tch, new crib like a palace
bad b-tch on the carpet, aladdin (automatic)
baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (automatic)
two-fifty on the chain and medallion (automatic)
all my n-ggas came from that public housin’ (automatic)
[verse 1: trey songz]
she get high, she could sniff a f-ckin’ mountain (shorty wild)
shawty squirt, body turn into a fountain (automatic)
i’m a boss, she was lost and i found her
-ss round, super cake so i pound her
got my n-gga wit’ me from the city, mane, yeah
know i’m f-ckin’ wit’ that glizzy gang, yeah
spend a bag, get them t-tties huge
while you at it, get that -ss too–ss too
[chorus: trey songz]
money in my pocket, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
b-tches goin’ all in, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
with the smoke bullsh-t, with the static
new b-tch, new crib like a palace
bad b-tch on the carpet, aladdin (automatic)
baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (automatic)
two-fifty on the chain and medallion (automatic)
all my n-ggas came from that public housin’ (automatic)
[verse 2: o.t. genasis]
move the trash, move the cash
monster truck, move the dash
foreign little b-tch, shoes and bag
skeet on her -ss, who the dad?
racks on me, packs on me
pill rollin’, crafts on me
took her to the crib bet she tapped on me
pulled her hair now i got tracks on me
no replacin’, i don’t want no relation
i don’t want none, the basic
i’m ’bout to c-m, she’ll taste it
i got the ‘rari racin’
i’m at the border chasin’
i know they all are naked
holes in my face, i’m jason
[chorus: trey songz]
money in my pocket, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
b-tches goin’ all in, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
with the smoke bullsh-t, with the static
new b-tch, new crib like a palace
bad b-tch on the carpet, aladdin (automatic)
baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (automatic)
two-fifty on the chain and medallion (automatic)
all my n-ggas came from that public housin’ (automatic)
[verse 3: shy glizzy]
they can’t f-ckin’ check me
baby, tell me, is you ready?
they call me young jefe, b-tch, if you win’t never met me
trey, he with them glizzes, b-tch, you know we trigga happy
in la with them bossy b-tches, b-tch, stop bein’ petty
you never f-cked a dope boy, b-tch, i sell that sh-t so well
she in love with the coco, so i buy that b-tch chanel
and i just sent them rocks out to my n-ggas in them cells
b-tch, pull up to my traphouse, tell me you will never tell
lil’ momma full of joy, she say she like them bad boys
said, “b-tch i like your booty,” said she like my fast toy
you see these v-v-s’s, baby, make me buy more
b-tch, please don’t miss your blessin’, it’s the f-ckin’ trap lord
[chorus: trey songz]
money in my pocket, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
b-tches goin’ all in, yeah, that’s automatic (automatic)
with the smoke bullsh-t, with the static
new b-tch, new crib like a palace
bad b-tch on the carpet, aladdin (automatic)
baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (automatic)
two-fifty on the chain and medallion (automatic)
all my n-ggas came from that public housin’ (automatic)
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