The Game ft. Trey Songz - Do It To You Lyrics

We was fucking all night, she ain't complain one time
Know that pussy swole up, but she said that it was fine
So I dove in it
Right stroke, left stroke, dick swole in it
No other dick can fit, left a dick mold in it
I make the pussy say, "Ah" 'cause it's no limit
Put my key in her garage, put the whole Rolls in it
Wraith, love the way you give a nigga face
Love the way that bitch say, "(Trey) Trey"

You know I'm a cold nigga
Pussy got me high, but she keep it on the low, nigga
Inspiration to the broke niggas
Middle finger to the gold-diggers
Give it to her like, "Ah"
About my business, baby, bet I put your ass to work
And once I hit it, baby, I'm a make that pussy squirt

And I know your Trey bitch, but it's okay for me to flirt, let's go

Two cups, XO, one Wraith
Two seats, your face, my lap, baby
You gotta stay away from niggas that be on
I just wanna fuck, then I'll prolly leave you 'lone
Get back to this pimp shit that I'm on
Three bitches at a time, let 'em all blow my mind
And I'm a make that pussy mine
I be staring at the pussy like, "Damn, that pussy fine"
I ain't looking at your face 'til it's running down your make-up

I'mma do it to you, I'mma do it to you
Ass down, face up, I can't be faithful, no, I can't be loyal
If you looking for commitment, then this dick ain't for you
But you know for sure

You know I'm a cold nigga
Pussy got me high, but she keep it on the low, nigga
Inspiration to the broke niggas
Middle finger to the gold-diggers
Give it to her like, "Ah"
About my business, baby, bet I put your ass to work
And once I hit it, baby, I'm a make that pussy squirt

And I know your Trey bitch, but it's okay for me to flirt, let's go

Plus I got more bitches than this nigga do
More hoes than August and it's only July
And why would dude lie? More hoes than Chris
More hoes than R. Kelly, I put that on my piss
And, no, it ain't a diss if I ain't talking 'bout Karrueche
I put this Roman candle all in your coochie
She acting bougie, but she ride it like a hoopty
And if you come around, you already know that

I'mma do it to you, I'mma do it to you
And I can't be faithful, no, I can't be loyal
If you worried 'bout the next bitch, then this dick ain't for you
Go on, tap

You know I'm a cold nigga
Pussy got me high, but she keep it on the low, nigga
Inspiration to the broke niggas
Middle finger to the gold-diggers
I give it to her like, "Ah"
About my business, baby, bet I put your ass to work
And once I hit it, baby, I'm a make that pussy squirt

And I know your Trey bitch, but it's okay for me to flirt, let's go