Dead Wrong

[Produced by The Featherstones] [Hook: Trey Songz] 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 [Verse 1: Trey Songz] Pull up in a Porsche, no rental No key, now she on me Know the star shit fucking with your mental 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 [Bridge: Trey Songz] I fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em, uh Real nigga no lie, 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 [Hook] [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] 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 none of us Spanish But I let her chupar 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 her nigga but when she with me she like girls, ah It's the pretty girls that you really need to keep your eye on, oh [Hook] [Verse 3: Trey Songz] 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, but my dick much bigger Baby, let me tell you a lil' something 'bout Trigga [Bridge] [Hook] You know you dead wrong