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Y.a.s. Lyrics - Trigga - Trey Songz

She giving me the side eye saying she ain't staying over here 

Each and every time I let her down like I didn't care 

 

Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear 

Guess I got used to feeling, like you supposed to give it here 

She said she thought I was different, but now she could see it clear 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

You ain't shit, you ain't shit, you ain't shit 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

You ain't shit 

 

Guess she don't want me to hit her up no more 

Guess she don't want me to beat it down no more 

Maybe she's right and she's right, there's plenty girls I can call 

Boy ain't you tired of this life, don't you ever get bored? 

 

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Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear 

Guess I got used to feeling, like you supposed to give it here 

She said she thought I was different, but now she could see it clear 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me 

Looked me dead in the eyes and said, you ain't shit, 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

You ain't shit 

 

Half the man that you think you are, no you ain't 

Nothing like all the songs you sing, I hope you change 

No better than my ex, other than the sex that I'm never will forget but it's on to 

the next 

And I know you gonna regret when I'm gone, nigga yes 

 

You ain't even took me shopping yet 

Hold up, you saying I ain't shit? 

Would you even be here with me here, yeah, if I wasn't rich? 

We can talk about your ex cause you were cheating on him with me 

And we can talk about the sex cause that's all it'll ever be 

And you're no little angel girl, are you 

 

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You're not a good girl but you try hard to be 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me 

You ain't shit, that's what she said to me 

You ain't shit 

Said she ain't got nothing good to say so she ain't gon say nothing, but this. 

 

You ain't shit, you ain't shit, you ain't shit 

You, you, ain't shit 

That's how you feel? 

That's how you feel? 

Damn, no it's cool, you know. It's too late for all this bullshit 

 

You come here and you know what time it is and now you get all emotional 

Now you know you've been drinking, what are you thinking? 

Ay don't you hop behind that wheel girl, not tonight 

You shouldn't drive, you drunk 

I won't tell no lies, girl you hurt my pride 

You know you gotta give me them keys, come back inside 

It ain't even that deep, why you tripping on me? 

We can take it back a couple of weeks, you was just a homie 

What's your problem? I check up, I check up, I check up on you like a doctor 

We roll up, we smoke up, we roll up, we smoke up like rastas 

And I keep you bussin, you bussin, you bussin like blocka 

You switching it up, came here to fuck, tell me now who's this imposter? 

I see how your feelings got involved 

Forgot that I was supposed to run every time you called 

Lay down on the bed and take it off 

 

I'll break you off, problem solved 

Do it quick, baby strip 

I get you wet as you can get, I make it drip 

Won't you gon show me who's it is? 

Won't you gon show me you the shit? 

Crawled up in it, I'm all up in it 

When I fall up in it now I got you screaming you the shit 

I'm a beast, I'm a freak, she was mad at a nigga 

Now she glad that a nigga got her leg in the air like this 

 

You the shit 

You the shit 

You the shit 

 

Crawl up in it 

Fall up in it 

I'm all up in it 

Got her screamin you the shit 

I'm a beast I'm a freak 

Fall up in it 

You ain't shit 

I'm a beast I'm a freak 

Crawl up in it 

Got her screamin you the shit 

You ain't shit 

She was mad at a nigga now she glad that nigga got her legs in the air like this 

Got her screamin you the shit 

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