Trey Songz - Whoever Else Lyrics

First off my little brother on the beat
second off, he a motha f*ckin beast
3rd off man these hoe's got me weak
i been f*ckin for a weak
and that aint nothin when i skeet
she comin down one cummin when she leave's
plus i'm runnin through this money
like it's honey at my feet
i don't really f*ck with ni*gaz
so i'm done after i speak
and hate start with a H
cause it comes after a G
these ni*gaz startin to recongnize
i snatch they dinner off they plate and
get some excersize and it's virginia
till i f*ckin die i'ma f*ck the game raw
til she f*ckin dry
lyrical murder i spit a verse and you should duck and dive
i aint a rapper so to rappers it's such a surprise
killin ni*gaz really who give a f*ck if they die
we'll that was harsh but really who give a f*ck do i ?
iiii i don't give a f*ck about none of these ni*gaz
don't none of these ni*gaz pay me
and i don't give a f*ck about none of these b*tches