Trey Songz - Dead Wrong lyrics

You know you dead wrong

Up in the club, but you left your man home

You couldn’t even wait till we got to the bedroom

I know it ain’t good, but these hoes gon’ do what they want, want

Pull up in a Porsche, no rhythm

No key, now she on me

Know this star, she ain’t fucking with your middle

Wanna be my tenderoni?

Now we chilling poolside for the night

Hollywood sign, I ain’t caught up in the lights

Trigga baby, I’mma do you right

Don’t make me have to tell you twice, I

Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em, uh

Real nigga know love, man I swear these hoes triflin’, uh

But I’mma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson, uh

It’s the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on


You know you dead wrong

Up in the club, but you left your man home

You couldn’t even wait till we got to the bedroom

I know it ain’t good, but these hoes gon’ do what they want, want


I just left the show with a two piece

Dollar sign, got groupies

I’mma take her to the motherfucking hotel

Let her do her, then do me, oh

One bad light-skinned and an Asian

I’mma stack em up like Legos

She call me papi, ain’t understand Spanish

But I let her chupa on mis huevos

We be fucking all the time but she know I’ll never wife her, nah

Had her in a feeling when she see me with my white girl, ah

She act square around a nigga but when she with me she like girls, ah

It’s the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on, oh


You know you dead wrong

Up in the club, but you left your man home

You couldn’t even wait till we got to the bedroom

I know it ain’t good, but these hoes gon’ do what they want, want


Who am I to judge you?

I love you whenever you’re near

Bring your body here

Right now, I’mma knock it right down

Say you got a nigga? Go figure

Take another sip of this liquor

Talk a little shit, got my dick much bigger

Baby, let me tell you a lil’ something ’bout Trigga


You know you dead wrong

Up in the club, but you left your man home

You couldn’t even wait till we got to the bedroom

I know it ain’t good, but these hoes gon’ do what they want, want


You know you dead wrong






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