Show Me (Remix)

[Trey Songz {Chris Brown} & (Kid Ink):]
Ugh!
Ooh baby
I said {baby} (yeah)
Yeah (uh, tell 'em)
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Trey Songz & (Kid Ink):]
Baby, let me put your panties to the side (uh)
I'ma make you feel alright (right, right)
I'ma give you what you need quick (ugh)
Baby, it's the remix, go (woo!)

[Chris Brown {Trey Songz} & (Kid Ink):]
Mami, you remind me of something (uh)
{Baby, you remind me}
But I don't know what it is (I don't know)
{I don't even know}
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh, alright, ugh)
You remind me of something (uh)
{Baby, you remind me}
But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know)
{Don't even know}
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh)

[Kid Ink:]
Uh, on the real know, west coast back like '94
Just picture me rolling in my own lane
Should of listened to the hype though, hold that
And show me something, DJ ain't playing nothing but Mustard
Catch up to the bandwagon, fuck us
It's Friday, I'm feeling like the old Chris Tucker (ugh!)
And we gold for the record
Tryna go platinum and add a couple karats
Being low key kinda hard with the cameras
Her boyfriend here, but she looking so careless

[Chris Brown {Trey Songz} & (Kid Ink):]
{Baby, you remind me}
Baby, you remind me of something (uh)
{I don't even know what it is}
But I don't know what it is (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh, alright)
{Show me}
You remind me of something, woo (uh)
But I don't know what it is right now, yeah, yeah (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me, yeah (uh)

[Trey Songz:]
Hold up, don't you know that this the remix?
And she just got her weave fixed
Niggas go and get your weed lit
Ayy, all my Cali niggas need it
Let's get to that booty, that you throwing round, baby
I give that booty work, I'ma never go lazy
Dancing with your girl, in your own world
Face like an angel, is it wrong I can't wait to bang you? (Bow!)
How you acting like a little devil
Speed up, slow down, whoa now, gas pedal
Clap it, smack it, grab it, trying tell you
Booty dumb, booty dumb, yeah, that ass special

[Chris Brown {Trey Songz} & (Kid Ink):]
{Baby, you remind me}
Mami, you remind me of something (uh)
{I don't even know what it is}
But I don't know what it is (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh, alright)
You remind me of something (uh)
But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, you gotta show me, yeah (uh)

[Juicy J:]
Yeah, bring it back, let's get it, baby (yeah hoe!)
I just wanna fuck you at the dinner table (yeah hoe!)
Shawty, come pull up a seat at the winner's table (yeah hoe!)
We don't get attached, we too busy getting paper (yeah hoe!)
Foreign cars, make 'em both lose they top
Just turned 21 and she fiending for shots (hey)
Heard she from the west coast, all she fuck with is Pacs
So I give her California love while I'm high (yeah)
Like, you remind me of something (yeah hoe!)
Leave the club, we can bang like we from Compton (yeah hoe!)
Pull a Lambo round back, Bel Air we down there (yeah hoe!)
Make a movie in the club, shawty, this the soundtrack (yeah hoe!)

[Chris Brown {Trey Songz} & (Kid Ink):]
{Baby, you remind me}
Mami, you remind me of something (uh)
{I don't even know what it is}
But I don't know what it is (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh, alright)
You remind me of something (uh)
{And I don't know what it is}
But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something, yeah, yeah, yeah, {oh, oh}
Girl, you gotta show me, yeah (uh)

[Chris Brown (Kid Ink):]
Baby, if you know what it is, ooh, baby
(On a real, can't lie, man, you just my type)
Hands in the air looking for a bitch right now, ooh, baby
(On a real, can't lie, man, you just my type)

[2 Chainz:]
(2 Chainz)
Two red girls, eating red beans and rice
We Popeye's, eat hot fries
You should see what I got parked outside
I kiss my girl every time I'm at a stop sign
My ex left me for another nigga
Now she realized she stuck with a sucker nigga
Uh yeah you a go getta', then you should go get her
The type to put Forgiatos on a four wheeler (tell 'em!)
I put five ladies on a four seater (damn)
I'm getting money and you saying I'm a broke niggar (true)
I'm straight from section 8, I save coupons
Just bought a car, that bitch came with Grey Poupon (ooh)

[Trey Songz {Chris Brown} & (Kid Ink):]
Yeah, baby, let me put your panties to the side, {hee, hee, hee, hee} (uh)
I'ma make you feel alright, {you need}
I'ma give you what you need quick, {need, yeah, oh, oh}
Baby, it's the remix
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chris Brown {Trey Songz} & (Kid Ink):]
{Baby, you remind me}
Mami, you remind me of something (uh)
{I don't even know what it is, yes, you}
But I don't know what it is (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something
Girl, you gotta show me (uh, alright)
You remind me of something (uh)
{And I don't know what it is}
But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know)
'Cause you remind me of something, yeah, yeah, yeah, {oh, oh}
Girl, you gotta show me, {show} (uh)

[Chris Brown, Trey Songz (Kid Ink):]
Baby, if you know what it is, oh, baby, oh, baby
(On a real, can't lie, man, you just my type)
Hands in the air looking for a bitch right now, I'm looking for ya
(On a real, can't lie, man, you just my type)