Lyrics Spend It - Fabolous , Trey Songz
See
you
can′t
just
do
it
(Go
ahead)
You
gotta
do
it
well
Body
language
is
the
kinda
talk
I'm
fluent
in
Why
don′t
you
stop
talking
'bout
it
and
come
do
it
then
Written
on
your
face,
that
"yeah
I'm
tryna
do
it"
grin
Even
planning,
we
just
need
a
spot
to
do
it
in
Heading
to
engagements,
head
behind
the
Range
tints
Fruits
of
my
labor,
edible
arrangements
It
get
a
little
messy,
sweater
new,
Jays
mint
And
she
say
when
she
done
with
me
I
better
go
and
change
them
Fuck
the
sweater
I
don′t
know
no
fuckin′
better
Y'all
don′t
get
it,
I
don't
know
no
fuckin′
better
Then
this
right
here,
shawty
right
there
Still
givin'
ol′
boy
nightmares
And
I
heard
your
ex
hate
it,
that's
why
my
texts
dated
Last
night
was
a
movie
and
it
was
X-Rated
[?]
call
wet,
it
only
gets
better
Tonight
we
make
the
squeal
and
call
that
shit
wetterGo
ahead
(Go
ahead)
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain't
fuckin′
me
right
Go
ahead
(Go
ahead)
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain′t
fuckin'
me
right
(Niiice)
I′ma
kiss
your
body
from
your
head
down
to
your
toes
Any
time
you
want
it
you
just
let
a
nigga
know
(Just
let
a
nigga
know)
And
we
gon'
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
We
gon′
do
it
real
good
And
we
gon'
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
(She
represent
Queens,
I
was
raised
out
in
Brooklyn)
Body
language
is
the
only
talk
he
fluent
in
He
knew
it
was
going
down
when
he
flew
me
in
Anything
that
I
got
on
he
wanna
do
me
in
Now
all
these
non-discrete
bitches
wanna
do
me
in
Uh,
go
[?]
on
me
He
know
all
his
nigga
wanna
put
the
D
on
me
Even
Dr.
Dre
went
and
put
the
B
on
me
But
my
pussy
so
exclusive,
limited
edition
You
know
niggas
love
pretty
bitches
with
ambition
[?]
on
the
keys
never
go
in
the
ignition
B-But
when
I
ride
it,
do
it
to
precision
I
could
tell
that
he
trippin′
every
time
that
it's
slippin'
When
he
bout
to
come
I
start
to
kiss
his
neck
I
let
him
score,
but
we
ditch
the
ref
When
we
going
out
we
gotta
ditch
the
press
Aah
man,
I
got
his
bitch
depressed
Go
ahead
(Go
ahead)
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain′t
fuckin′
me
right
Go
ahead
(Go
ahead)
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain't
fuckin′
me
right
(Niiice)
I'ma
kiss
your
body
from
your
head
down
to
your
toes
Any
time
you
want
it
you
just
let
a
nigga
know
(Just
let
a
nigga
know)
And
we
gon′
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
We
gon'
do
it
real
good
And
we
gon′
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
(She
represent
Queens,
I
was
raised
out
in
Brooklyn)
I'ma
call
you
big
daddy
and
scream
your
name
Only
if
you
have
me
trippin'
like
candy
paint
(So
what
you
said,
give
it
you
right,
give
it
to
you
left
Make
it
last
forever,
king
sweat,
have
you
outta
breath)
Daddy
slow
down
a
bit
You
acting
like
I
never
been
down
town
and
shit
I
need
a
baller
laid
back
while
he
watch
this
thing
bounce
Buying
him
designer
bags,
[?]
(No
doubt,
I′m
the
player
that
they′re
talking
about
Got
that
good
shit,
even
in
a
drought)
If
you
gon'
do
it,
do
it
for
real
(And
if
they
ask
how
I′m
doin'
tell
′em
doin'
it
well)
Go
ahead
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain′t
fuckin'
me
right
Go
ahead
(Go
ahead)
Fuck
me
like
you
know
somebody
else
ain't
fuckin′
me
right
(Niiice)
I′ma
kiss
your
body
from
your
head
down
to
your
toes
Any
time
you
want
it
you
just
let
a
nigga
know
(Just
let
a
nigga
know)
And
we
gon'
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
We
gon′
do
it
real
good
And
we
gon'
do
it,
do
it,
do
it,
do
it
(She
represent
Queens,
I
was
raised
out
in
Brooklyn)
1 Intro
2 Death Comes in 3's
3 You Dont Know Bout It
4 Swag Champ
5 The Widows
6 She Did It
7 Spend It
8 Black City
9 Got That Work
10 B.E.T
11 Get Down or Lay Down
12 Unfuckwitable
13 Death In The Family
14 Dram's On Time
15 Lord Knows
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