Look At Me Now Lyrics | Trey Songz

Whoa
Bitch, you know my name
Leggo
It's Mr. Tremaine
Ladies love me, here go that new Trey
Kiss and suck me, I call it toupee
I got on Breezy shit, give my shit a break
Fuck am I talkin' 'bout?
Aye, peedis get mu spin up
"Love faces", "Buttoms Up"
Came straight from the buttom up
Who you gon' find at the top of the charts
That hot at fuck, and these broads'll fuck?
Y'all niggas pick my garbage up
Say my prayers, in God we trust
Know I got a lot of money
So these niggas acting funny
Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor truck
Bitch, nigga on the arm of her
So I look her in her eye
Start charming her
Wanna know you very well
Pretty skin caramel and a nigga tryna bust that almond nutt
Chi-Town freak hoes, cold as a bitch though
Came in a trench coat, took it off, beach clothes
Get naked, right this second
Girl, you ain't nothing but a bird, just peck it
Watch full of carrots with a pocket full of lettuce
While you hating niggas ride 87 and (?)
I hope yo shit break down
Look at a nigga now

Look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now
I'm getting paper

Va I did it for y'all
But the two audemars I did it to ball
High school couldn't keep me out the halls
Pretty bitch couldn't keep me out her draws
Shittin' on y'all, treat the game like a star
Drown in the water while you hang from my balls
My clothes don't hang at the mall
This shit fresh off the plane from Milan
Good head, can't name the salon
But I swear I just came in her mind
Got her higher than the plan that I'm on
Give her two pills, don't blame me
I'm wrong
Why the fuck they let me on this song?
I don't even care who own this song
Chris could've called me, man, you shoul've called me
Man, goddamn I love this song
Let's talk about the way I got on this John
We were in the garage and I got on that bong
A nigga said Wayne went nutts
And I think I went, what, my nutts are over-grown
I'm so high, I'm overblown
Think I'm overdosing on
My ego, I'm so lethal
There's no equal, I'm so evil, no Knievel
But I stunt hard, my front yard, got horses
Think that porches from midevil
There's no way this can be legal
Two hundred while I'm blunted
And her mouth just keep on running
'Cause her weave they've just done it
So I told the bitch to bun it
Yeah, Zack let the track drop
Murder this shit like Black Ops
Flag jacker and Claymores
In this one year I done made more
Than the whole existence is of yours
Nigga just got my voice insured
Yeah, look at me now, bitch!

Look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now, bitch