About Mine

(album: Full Speed - 2015)

[Trey Songz (Kid Ink):]
She ain't doing nothing wrong
(Egh), Trigga, Trigga
(It's Kid Ink)
Mustard on the beat ho

[Trey Songz:]
In the club and this nigga looking at me kinda strange
Wait, I got the woman he love sipping my champagne
But she ain't doing nothing wrong
She just fucking with a young, rich nigga
Tell that boy stop acting like a bitch nigga

You should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Woo)
You should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Ah)
My nigga, you should get some money, why you bullshitting?
I'm about mine ('bout mine), is you 'bout yours?
Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? ('bout yours, bout yours)

[Kid Ink:]
You could bet that, check my stats
From way way back nigga we've been doing this
Same old clubs and the same bitches you just met
Nigga I ain't got time
If the bezel ain't diamonds, presi Obama
Pool in the Bahamas, black ferragamo
Need me some condoms, we fucking up commas, honest
Right now this rap shit is cracking for me
If it didn't work out we'd be back to the streets
See life is a bitch crazier than Kelis
But I'm picturing money, my nigga say cheese
Feel fresh like Axe on me, nah y'all ain't gotta put up no act for me
Your girlfriend already said you act so cheap

[Trey Songz:]
You should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Woo)
You should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Ah)
My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshitting?
I'm about mine ('bout mine), is you 'bout yours?
('Bout yours, yours, yours) Why you bullshitting?
Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
('Bout yours, yours, yours) Why you bullshitting?
Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? ('Bout yours, 'bout yours)

[Kid Ink {Trey Songz}:]
I'm about mine, tell me is you 'bout yours?
Yeah she say I'm a dog but she down on all fours
Yeah she down on the floor cause there's money all over
Then back on the pole with it
Now I got time, cause now I got change
Shit, the cup got drank and we 'bout to get high girl
What did you think?
I say God to your dress but no you ain't no saint, shit
{You know you coming to the crib girl ain't cha?} (Uh)
{You drinking all this liquor girl, ain't cha?} (Uh)
{I'm feeling on your booty girl ain't I?}
{Show you how to have a real good time}
{So bust it for me, elbows on your knees}
{We don't care who's looking, Mustard on the beat}
Ball hard and yo bitch tryna reach
No it ain't my fault that she's running through the streets
Dumb blonde, got you looking like a fool, nigga

[Trey Songz:]
Said, you should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Woo)
You should get some money, why you bullshitting? (Ah)
My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshitting?
I'm about mine ('bout mine), is you 'bout yours?
('Bout yours, yours, yours) Why you bullshitting?
Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? ('Bout yours, yours, yours)

[Trey Songz {Kid Ink}:]
I got all bad bitches at my table (Woo! Woo!)
{What I'm gon' do with all this money that I can't hold?}
{Throw some to em, said}
Only bad bitches at my table (That-that, that's all I got)
Which one of y'all I'ma take home? (Oh, oh)

[Trey Songz:]
I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
You should get some money, why you bullshitting?