Check Me Out Lyrics - Chapter V - Trey Songz

Throw some money, money, money in the air 

Throw some money, money, money in the air 

Trigga' let's go 

Let's go, let's go 

Let's go, let's go 

Throw some money, money, money in the air 

Throw some money, money, money in the air 

Trigga' let's go 

Stop, pose what's that 

In it for quick throw your butt down 

We're in for the mill where the bucks at 

She see me spend a couple mill like fuck that 

She wanna ride on it like a bus pass 

Give me smart brain and a dumb pack 

Gonna poke it out dump tank 

Got that on top I don't front that 

Knock it out the park like these other niggers rent that 

Turn the music up where the club at? 

Throw a couple stacks where the 1's at 

Shout to all the women that know they have to come back 

Girl you got that I can see you from the front back 

She said damn we be hatin' why they love that 

I said damn man you looking like you does that 

Hair up down she about to fuck the bomb j 

Nigga shade, damn bring the sun back 

Be crazy, damn bring the trumps back 

Bitch your city nigga damn how I run that 

Thank God I was a single, damn bring the run back 

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Let's go, and check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Che-check me out 

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Daddy, you say you work hard where you work at 

Girl I'm going hard let me work that 

Say you gotta drive well reverse that 

Come on beat it up I'ma, I'ma hurt that 

Single mom, yeah yeah I support that 

I don't judge baby I ain't tryin to court that 

I don't play baby I ain't tryin to sport that 

Talking 'bout the strain when I know somebody bought that 

Long time on it you make this crane for that 

Bad bitches in the studio I record that 

Right now and I fill the pipe down 

All some done is for shit 

I'ma kill the pussy I rehearse it 

I go with it, super cool with it 

Why you snoozin' I got a booze in it 

I took the pennys and I put a pool in it 

The flow stupid, so stupid 

And check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Che-check me out 

(Verse) 

Uh, check me out dog, I'm in the wrong glow 

Red bottoms with the models never have those 

Kept me ride the maseratti with the top low 

And I can do up in that pussy than an outro 

Bad bitch and the mileage low 

Although your main chick does massage 

She a dime, she a dime so I don't know 

When I compare 'em is like a chevy to a tire 

Yo trigga' where the hoes? 

I'm into my jellys than I'm into those 

I got 'em nice jelous 'cause I'm getting doughs 

She said she never seen a ghost so she was in my rose 

Look it here, I'ma get it real with you 

Get it clear, I ain't tryin' to chill with you 

Give it air so I can put the Stanley in 

Let shorty bust it over for a real nigga 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Che-check me out 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'm just tryin' to chill with you 

Hey check me out dog 

I'ma keep it real with you 

Che-check me out 

Uhmm Daddy 

This right here, this goes out 

To all the motherfucking getting money bitches in the house 

Don't stop let's work let's rock 

Don't stop let's work let's rock 

Throw some money, money, money in the air 

Throw some money, money, money in the air