Automatic (feat. O.T. Genasis & Shy Glizzy)

[Chorus: Trey Songz] Money in my pocket, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) Bitches goin' all in, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) With the smoke bullshit, with the static New bitch, new crib like a palace Bad bitch on the carpet, Aladdin (Automatic) Baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (Automatic) Two-fifty on the chain and medallion (Automatic) All my niggas came from that public housin' (Automatic) [Verse 1: Trey Songz] She get high, she could sniff a fuckin' mountain (Shorty wild) Shawty squirt, body turn into a fountain (Automatic) I'm a boss, she was lost and I found her Ass round, super cake so I pound her Got my nigga wit' me from the city, mane, yeah Know I'm fuckin' wit' that Glizzy gang, yeah Spend a bag, get them titties huge While you at it, get that ass too-ass too [Chorus: Trey Songz] Money in my pocket, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) Bitches goin' all in, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) With the smoke bullshit, with the static New bitch, new crib like a palace Bad bitch on the carpet, Aladdin (Automatic) Baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (Automatic) Two-fifty on the chain and medallion (Automatic) All my niggas came from that public housin' (Automatic) [Verse 2: O.T. Genasis] Move the trash, move the cash Monster truck, move the dash Foreign little bitch, shoes and bag Skeet on her ass, who the dad? Racks on me, packs on me Pill rollin', crafts on me Took her to the crib bet she tapped on me Pulled her hair now I got tracks on me No replacin', I don't want no relation I don't want none, the basic I'm 'bout to cum, she'll taste it I got the 'Rari racin' I'm at the border chasin' I know they all are naked Holes in my face, I'm Jason [Chorus: Trey Songz] Money in my pocket, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) Bitches goin' all in, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) With the smoke bullshit, with the static New bitch, new crib like a palace Bad bitch on the carpet, Aladdin (Automatic) Baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (Automatic) Two-fifty on the chain and medallion (Automatic) All my niggas came from that public housin' (Automatic) [Verse 3: Shy Glizzy] They can't fuckin' check me Baby, tell me, is you ready? They call me Young Jefe, bitch, if you win't never met me Trey, he with them Glizzes, bitch, you know we Trigga happy In LA with them bossy bitches, bitch, stop bein' petty You never fucked a dope boy, bitch, I sell that shit so well She in love with the coco, so I buy that bitch Chanel And I just sent them rocks out to my niggas in them cells Bitch, pull up to my traphouse, tell me you will never tell Lil' momma full of joy, she say she like them bad boys Said, "Bitch I like your booty," said she like my fast toy You see these V-V-S's, baby, make me buy more Bitch, please don't miss your blessin', it's the fuckin' trap lord [Chorus: Trey Songz] Money in my pocket, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) Bitches goin' all in, yeah, that's automatic (Automatic) With the smoke bullshit, with the static New bitch, new crib like a palace Bad bitch on the carpet, Aladdin (Automatic) Baby ride it like a horse, she a stallion (Automatic) Two-fifty on the chain and medallion (Automatic) All my niggas came from that public housin' (Automatic)