Trey Songz Lyrics
Check Me Out Lyrics
[Intro]
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Trigga' let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Trigga' let's go
[Verse]
Stop, pose what's that
Bend it over quick throw your butt back
We're in for the mill where the bucks at
She see me spend a couple mill like "f*ck that"
She wanna ride on it like a bus pass
Give me smart brain in a dumb pad
Gonna poke it out thumb tack
Back that ass up Ima front that
Knock it out the park like these other niggas bun that
Turn the music up where the club at?
Throw a couple stacks where the 1's at
Shout to all the women that know they have to come back
Girl you got that I can see you from the front back
She said damn they be hatin' where the love at
I said damn man you looking like you does that
Hair up damn she done brought the f*cking bun back
Nigga shade, damn bring the sun back
Be crazy, damn bring the drums back
This your city nigga damn how I run that
Thank God I was a singer, damn bring the run back
[Hook]
Let's go, and check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
[Verse]
(umm.. Daddy!), you say you work hard where you work at
Girl I go hard let me work that
Say you got drive well reverse that
Come on beat it up I'ma, I'ma hurt that
Single momma, yeah yeah I support that
I don't judge baby I ain't tryin to court that
I don't play baby I ain't tryin to sport that
Talking 'bout it's real when I know somebody bought that
My time money and you niggas can't afford that
Bad bitches in the studio where I record that
Right now and I'm finna pipe down
Once I'm done with this verse shit
I'ma kill this pussy I'ma hearse it
I'ma fool with it, super cool with it
Why you snoozin' I got a booze in it
I took the panties and I put a pool in it
The flow stupid, so stupid
[Hook]
And check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
[Verse: Meek Mill]
Uh,check me out dog, I'm in the ralph lo
Red bottoms with the models never Aldo
Kept me ride the maseratti with the top low
And I can do up in that pussy than an outro
Bad bitch and the miles low
Oh that's your main chick? That's my side hoe
She a dime, she a dime so I don't know
When I compare 'em is like a Chevy tahoe
Yo trigga, where the hoes?
I'm into my jellys than I'm into those
I got 'em guys jealous 'cause I'm getting dough
She said she never seen a ghost so she was in my rose
Look it here, I'ma keep it real with you
Get it clear, I ain't tryin' to chill with you
Give it here, so I can put the steel in ya
Let shorty bust it open for a real nigga
[Hook]
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Hey check me out dog
I'm just tryin' to chill with you
Hey check me out dog
I'ma keep it real with you
Che-check me out
[Outro]
Uhmm Daddy
This right here, this goes out
To all the motherf*cking getting money bitches in the house
Don't stop let's work let's rock
Don't stop let's work let's rock
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Throw some money, money, money in the air
Writer: Jerren Spruill, Brandon Green, Troy Taylor, Robert Williams, Tremaine Neverson
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing LLC, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., April'S Boy Music LLC, WB Music Corp.