While Usher was sitting in a spin chair on The Voice, he left the lane wide open for other sexy men to infiltrate the musical bedrooms of young ladies. In that time we had Jason Derulo try to get us to “Talk Dirty” (curses, that sax hook is stuck in my head now) and never to be outdone Mr. Steal Your Girl, Trey Songz made us want to work out more with “Nana.” While Usher spends time reminding you why he is really that good, Trigga was released this week so he can bask in the juicy that is dirty sex and booze.
You didn’t tell me.
Now I’m going to listen to it.
Italics are lyrics.
Track 1 Cake
There are not enough songs about booty in the world.
Trap trap trap beats.
:30 I’m taken but I want you
: 48 You can’t have cake and eat it too
but aint that what you supposed to do?
Cake’s on the menu.
This song is about Cake. NOTHING ELSE. Trey obviously loves pastries.
Track 2 Foreign
We’re going on a sex adventure with Trey.
Colombia, France, Australia…
This is already better than Talk Dirty only because while naming it manages to convince you that other girls from other countries are hot, there is no sax loop to drive you insane and subsequently have your parents dance. Passports are important.
You know I had to cop that foreign.
Track 3 Na Na
This song was designed to blow out speakers and probably backs.
I think I already did and I’m alone at home.
Three tracks in and I think the goal is to have already gotten clothes off.
Track 4 Touchin, Lovin feat Nicki Minaj
Reunited with Nicki and the pre-chorus is a nod to R.Kelly/ Biggie’s Fuckin You Tonight.
The dirty old bitch that I am finds that endearing.
This is the ‘we’re in our underwear’ portion of the album.
IT IS ONLY TRACK 4.
2:40 Nicki bringing the fire, call 911. Lyrically, she’s just been impeccable since dropping that lame persona she picked up from Gaga.
Track 5 Disrespectful ft Mila J
Alright, we’re on a storytelling tip right now. Picture both of you cheating and neither of you caring about your significant other because HE’S WEARING YOUR MAN’S SLIPPERS BUT TRIGGA DON’T CARE.
This song is terrible with how real it is because there are people who really don’t give two shits about the side piece wearing the main piece’s things.
Also real catchy.
Track 6 Dead Wrong feat Ty Dolla $ign
All of these songs about hoes and clubs being disrespectful. Who hurt you Trey?
But the hoes gonna do what they want
Trey’s done a fantastic job of know where his strengths are and the production so far has really been complimentary to that ‘pre club, pre game’ crowd. Features have been solid so far.
Also, this is the hickey portion of the sexing theoretically happening to this album.
Track 7 All We Do
Welcome to the creep part of the album. Elastic snaps, slow delivery high snap snares. This is basically a slow mo video.
1:20 All we do is fuck drink and sleep.
I’m clearly in the wrong line of work.
Actually shocked that the bestie Drake isn’t on this track, this literally all he talks about.
All we do is let the hook repeat too often tho.
Track 8 Foreign Remix feat Justin Bieber
I want to skip this so badly…
:30 Dominican Puerto Rican yea they do it for me. *justin beieber
I WANT TO LIGHT MYSELF ON FIRE.
couldn’t do it. Gotta skip and the features were really good right until this happened. JESUS BE ANTI BACTERIAL GEL.
Track 9 Late Night feat Juicy J
Mike Will Made It production.
We’re telling time with more trap music and late night booty calls, which are the only ones anyone is interested in. If you’re calling for brunch sex, please ask elsewhere. Like the girlfriend you’re cheating on with the late night jump off.
At this point you’ve probably chilled a bit and are getting snacks but run back because Juicy J is on.
2:30 SHE RATCHET DIRTY DIANA.
Juicy J has been incredible with the pop culture references. People have actually had to explain the Jeffery Dahmer line in Dark Horse.
Track 10 SmartPhones
Starts with the buzz from a phone on a flat surface that makes you look for your own phone to make sure it’s not the bae…because you’re out cheating remember?
This is the track that makes you remember that cheating and drinking is bad so you want to say sorry and you find the right words using a Trey Songz song vs a say…Robin Thicke. You also will leave the lyrics to this on a FB status.
1:45 So if she heard it all. I’m all out of love tonight. I could say it was a joke but who am I kidding she ain’t slow.
He’s giving me Usher circa “Confessions” feelings right now.
Now I’m gonna say whatever it takes.
time is not on our side cause she’s waving goodbye goodbye
Smartphones dumb shit
Track 11 Yes, No Maybe
We’ve hit the part of the album where all that Mr Steal Your Girl’ing has gotten you caught in the feels and she’s going out and doing all that Ms. Steal Your Man thing that hoes do.
This is the song that’s about the fact that fidelity is difficult and people let each other be hoes while they hope they can get it out of their system just so they can get married but we all know the old saying, can’t make a ho a housewife but good luck with that
Dragged on too long.
Track 12 Y.A.S
Slow piano over trap snare.
:49 Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear
Guess I got used to feeling like you were supposed to give it here
She ain’t got nothing good to say so she ain’t saying nothin.
Lot of dudes not listening to their ladies.
Y.A.S is an acronym for You Aint Shit.
THIS IS GENIUS.
This is the dress down track because she’s found the dude that’s actually not Trey (it’s actually Usher) and he’s much better. The butthurt sincerity is real and the track has taken a hilarious dramatic piano jab and it’s bordering into R.Kelly storytelling theatrics.
Track 13 Change Your Mind
The cute pop track that gets buried at the bottom of these albums because you don’t want to be THAT soft dude but the lady has to know you cuddle and wear matching Snuggies while watching Netflix. It’s 90s pop snap that someone young would’ve done to break into the scene.
Change my mind Trey, g’head
Track 14 What’s Best For You
The break up song.
Always buried at the end of the album after all the hoe-ing is done. There’s a sincerity in his delivery that really makes him stand out vocally. Again, another vintage sounding track with well produced layering and approach that kinda makes up for all the drinking we just did.
In case you’re keeping score, this is the part where the making out has stopped and you’re kinda in that cuddle mode.
Track 15 Love Around The World
We’re back to finding all the girls we met in the “Foreign” track because the passport is missing and can’t get back to the bae without it so we have to treat this like the Hangover and retrace our steps with makin love with all the ladies in the cities we’ve been and dig around the couch cushions for that passport.
I’ve made LOoooooove all around the world.
Pitbull better watch his back…Mr. Steal Your Girl might be Mr. Worldwide.
Track 16 I Know (Can’t Get It Back)
Violins and synths…this should be good.
:20 I never had time for you
This is why you went on your international plow festival?!
1:00 I’ve been living my life in these clubs
but but…you made me change my mind!!
These hoes ain’t loyal.
The violin loop is just the most right now.
Track 17 Mr. Steal Your Girl
We’ve reached the sensual part of the album where now we’ve learned that he’s not going to get back with the other girl so here we are about to do some nekkid stuffs because let’s face it, all that’s why pressed play on this album. KAY?
I’m glad we got to that point.
1:50 Let your man know that Mr. Steal Your Girl is back
I didn’t doubt it.
Overall, Trigga is one of those albums that you know Songz goes into the studio intending to deliver the goods…musically, boning is optional. It’s the album you listen to when you’re feeling a type of way (horny) and it may not hold up for overall listening a year from now simply because the material is almost a retread of his older work. Vocally he’s in his element and production wise he definitely succeeds in challenging the new school or urban r&b hierarchy since the seat seems to be vacated. A few tracks drag but they’re more for the DJs who will definitely use these tracks in the club…