Monster Triggamix Lyrics - Trey Songz

(I shoot the lights out 

IIIIIII till it's bright out 

Ohh just another loney night 

Are you willing to sacrafice your life) 

Monster mah-fucker you know I been one of them 

Niggas so shady 'cus they know i been son'in 'em 

Irational methods 

I will thrash you in seconds 

Waitin' till your spirit rise 

Then ask for your blessin's 

I'm insane 

I'm deranged 

Bonkers, Blanka 

Nigga you should know that I'm a mudafucker monster 

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I'm so demented, It's cemented in my brain 

Every pretty woman worldwide wants to give me brains 

Till I squirt soft, Damn with a jerk off 

First off fuck y'all, Hater on the balls of a better man 

Pause then behead a man 

Eat yo' ass alive 

Murder the other guys while ass is digestin' an 

I'm wonderin' 

Should I put 'em asunder then 

Begin with the plonderin', Devour ever one a' dem 

An I ain't talkin' to no particular one a' dem 

But if a nigga wan' it den 

Bring 'em I'ma done 'em in, Come again 

I'ma make more money than I can ever spen' an 

If you gatta girl better lock her in 

'Cus the one thats we me now in the telly 

Got some dumb nigga named Twan on her belly (haha) 

Lets discuss this, I'm not to be fucked wid 

Have no fear so I see no peers 

I'm so far gone, They don't see me here 

Plus I'm so far grown, But you see no beard (yeah) 

Know the game, Slit shit from ear to ear 

Breaking womans heart 

When I tell 'em what they never hear 

After tonight, From me you may never ever hear 

I leave you feindin' 

While relasin' my demons and nemons 

Marcus, I'm gorgeous, I'm flawless, Applaud it 

White folk looking 

Can't believe a nigga bought this 

If only they could see 

How quickly I will abort shit 

Done once I wore shit once 

Thats no horse shit 

Fresh as a mint mouth, Penthouse 

Top floor shit 

Mr steal-yo-girl an I probaly got your bitch 

Where she at 

Nigga look around 

Even if she wid you now 

I bet I probaly took her down (uh) 

Mon-store, A lyrical gun store 

Got all the ammunition a killer could want for 

An I want more 

You could call me canivore 

Pretty picture, Pretty Trigga, Eatin' every one a y'all 

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