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Trey Songz - Delivery Boy Lyrics

"Cause ya'll sittin here worrin' about the nxt nigga, thz not man shit, man shit is worrin' about your own business and take care of your own family, you worrin' about what the nxt man doin' u's a bitch"

Fo sho

(Yuup)she call me when she want it, I'll be her delivery boy... I put my stamp on it I b her delivery boy...

Songz...

[Chorus:]
She call me when she want it, call me her delivery boy
Ahhh... ahhh
Put my stamp on it, I'll be her delivery boy
Ahhh... ahhh

[Verse 1:]
Temperpedic mattress... I... flip yo ass backwards... I... stretch you like elastic (yuuup) for air you be gaspin'
Cameras rollin' action
Take you from the bed on down to the floor
From the floor
Pick it up... pick, pick, pick it up
Girl you so nasty with' it
The way you throw it backs ridiclas
And it just keeps on bouncin
I got bout to more 2 more rounds in me
How bout u?
Well let a nigga know then we gone go an, close that door then, sun gone close in
Bout 5:30
U so worthy, of this lovin' that I'm givin
Like no other
U gone feel it
In yo stomach
I'm the realest
She hit me on the celly
Tell me put a rush on it
She need my touch on it

[Chorus:]
She call me when she want it, call me her delivery boy
Ahhh... ahhh
Put my stamp on it, I'll be her delivery boy
Ahhh... ahhh

[x2:]
She love the way that I bring it... bring it

Put my stamp on it, I'll be her delivery boy

She love the way that I bring it!