93 Unleadedb Lyrics - Trey Songz

[Intro: Trey Songz] 

Yeah 

[Hook: Trey Songz] 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no 

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[Verse 1: Trey Songz] 

Look at your hair, look at your pose 

Yeah, look at your nails, look at your toes, yeah 

Body on slow mo, come here 

You got a nigga frooz like a lil baby deer (God damn) 

Ooh, baby girl, you're cool like this time of year 

Girl, you hot as motherfuckin' fish grease, yeah 

You don't need a chair, sit it down right here 

And if you want it all, you can get that there 

Say you like to read, let me get between them pages 

Know you like to work out, I can spot by your squat 

Notice these other girls, they ain't got what you got 

Tryna fill your tank 'til the top 

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[Hook: Trey Songz] 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no 

[Bridge: Dave East] 

Money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I could spend it all on you 

Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, fall on you 

Yeah, money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I could spend it all on you 

Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, fall on you 

[Verse 2: Trey Songz] 

Ay, look at your body, babe, look in my eyes 

Ay, bitch I'ma face in between your thighs 

Ay, my lips on yours, drip, drip some more 

All of my time, I'm goin' down 

Tryna find your spot, I'm tryna keep it there (ay, ay) 

I be goin' deep, so baby, be prepared 

Super direct, no disrespect, yeah 

Oh, so sexy, I need that, yeah 

[Hook: Trey Songz] 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no 

[Verse 3: Dave East] 

93, you gotta fuck wanna ride with me 

I look like I hit the lottery, only with niggas that die for me 

I used to be at with all the hammers and all the scammers and all where the powder be 

You hated, so fuck your apology, you see that red stripe on my Prada tee 

I jump out the Rover now, fully loaded 

Ain't hard to see, I've been took over now 

Same bitches wouldn't even pay attention 

I can bend them over, choke 'em now 

Bottom of my teeth golden now 

Only backwoods, I can roll a pound 

Homies locked, I can hold 'em down 

Got Givenchy stars on my shoulder now 

New grib, new bitch, true Crip, whip like a bowlin' ball 

Yves Saint Laurent or the Dolce shades, I don't even know though, sure 

Only if she bad I might see it, full of Henny, so I might eat it 

Only socks and my wife beater, her brain better than a mind reader 

[Hook: Trey Songz] 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up 

Fill like it's 93 (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

Baby, come ride with me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

You just so fly to me (I ain't tryna gas you up) 

I just feel like you the one, you the one, I can patch you up, no no no 

[Outro: Dave East & Trey Songz] 

Money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I could spend it all on you 

Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, fall on you 

Yeah, money, I got plenty, girl, it's nothin', I could spend it all on you, (I just feel like you the one) 

Yeah, winter, spring, summer, yeah, make the money fall, fall on you