Please Don't Cry - Trey Songz, Rich Da Kid

Yeah

A-WALL shit

Rich

Hella fun in this motherfucker right quick

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby wanna ride with the surfer

Baby like the white Coca-Cola

I’m way too high to be sober

So please don’t cry on my shoulder

Pop it, shit, pop it, shit

You too loud, I’m too lit

Water all on my wrist

You don’t understand this drip

Bet you can’t do it like this

Bet you can’t do it like this (Ooh)

Bet you can’t do it like this (No)

Bet you can’t do it like this (Shit)

Water all on my wrist (Drip)

I done came through and got rich (Bullshit)

I’m way too high to be sober

So please don’t cry on my shoulder (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Way too high to be sober

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry, please don’t cry (Ay, ay, ooh)

Girl, you trippin', please baby, don’t cry (Please baby, don’t cry, please baby,

don’t cry)

That pussy mine, please baby, don’t lie (Please baby, don’t lie)

I’m a real pimp (Real Pimp)

Lean on a nigga like like rocket chip (What? what?)

I done blowed up, now, I’m outta here

Woah, baby, don’t whine (Baby, don’t whine)

Please baby, don’t whine, whine, whine

Ayy, don’t waste my time (Don't waste my time)

Don’t waste my time, don’t waste my time

I know you fine, ooh (I know you fine)

One of a kind, I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt

Then I drop the top (Skrt)

I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt

Then, buy you a drop

Wipe your tears (Wipe your tears)

Ain’t no fear (Ain't no fear)

Daddy here (Daddy here)

New Monclear (Ayy, baby, come here, yeah)

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Way too high to be sober

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry, please, please don’t cry

Keep my baby with me like a stroller

Know she got that wet, super soaker

Knock it out the park, call me Sosa

Get them pussy walls reupholstered

Wake up with the strap like it’s Folgers

Heat by my side, Eric Spoelstra

Super sport the ride in the motor

You can never show her what I showed her, yeah, yeah

Young nigga rich, dripping boulders

Ears, mouth, neck and wrist, dripping boulders

Cold, I can feel my heart gettin' colder

So, please don’t cry on my shoulder

Let’s whip out the Rolls, let’s call up some hoes, ain’t it dope

Now she fell in love, when she found I got the antidote

Partner sellin' dope, got that boy, he got that girl

I’m like baby girl, eat this dick just like a churro

Ooh, we ball, alcohol, fives every night

If you fine, you can skip the line anytime

Blow a bag, pop a tag, blow a bag, pop a tag

Way she call me daddy, I wonder if her papa mad

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Way too high to be sober

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry

Please don’t cry on my shoulder

Please don’t cry, please, please don’t cry