Television: Trey Songz On Fuse



Make no mistakes about it, this is what the VIP section at Sissy Nobby’s birthday extravaganza looked like. Bow Wow, Fabolous, and Trey Songz put down their Twitterberries long enough to pick up a couple of bottles at Imagine Sundays at LIV inside Fontainebleau earlier this week.
In related club fuckery, R&B crooner / all around boring person Joe reached out to All Hip Hop to deny rumors and reports that he was evolved in a brawl with Trey Songz at a New Jersey concert over the weekend.

When all else fails, do some hoe shit.
Remember when Jamie Foxx and Fantasia kissed at the BET Awards and how disgusting, sick, and filthy it made you feel on the inside? Well fret not, because here is another kiss in award history to make you break-out in night sweats once again.
Trey Songz and the disgraced former mayor of Cougar Town decided to “up the ante” during their performance at last night’s Soul Train Awards and poison each others lips with their saliva. No shade as I got lucky myself during this past Halloween weekend [Horray!] but I did mine behind closed doors, not in front of the “elite” of Atlanta. Lets hope they got checkups after their lip-locking: everyone likes to go “downtown” these days.

With networks like Bravo and BET producing propaganda to turn America into zombies, its no wonder the Rabid Beaver from Tappahannock was able to cast a spell on the weakened souls of New York City to inflict his own personal damage.
Taking the stage at the Powerhouse 105.1 concert, he used trickery and magical beaver spells to captivate and entertain the audience. Never one for subtlety, he dressed himself in red and black [those colors remind me of bruises] and at one point stripped down to grind on the stage. My only question: Why is he so pressed to travel and dance and shit when he knows that winter is soon approaching and he has to prepare the dams? He needs to get his priorities together.
More pictures from the night under the cut!
Trey Songz isn’t a name you hear often in Crunkland.
While the recipe for bourbon chicken inked on his chest still drives me wild after all these years I’m not waving around my stan flag for him quite yet. He’s proven he is talented and, um, has an ability to tweet about deep and psychological shit but I still need a little bit more before I sign off on him yet.
And naked flicks from photo booth would do the trick just fine.
With an album slated to drop next week if you haven’t already copped the leaked version here’s a preview for his latest visual offering with the J-Setting Canadian. That’s right, you inglorious bastards. 2009 is all about the video trailer.
SHAM. FUCKING. WOW.
Trey Songz had a lot to say after bloggers accused him of taking shots at your favorite rapper’s favorite babysitter also known as R. Kelly on his own soulful rendition of Jay-Z’s “Death of Autotune” track. You can read his thoughts and give the song a listen on his blog. I just wanted an excuse to post Neffe doing what she does best.

This has been one long ass road to redemption for Clifford. Go straight to jail, do not pass go, do not collect items for your prized piglet at the Gucci store! I am going to miss Tiny clinging on to his arm at random events just as much as you [don't front] but I’m ready for him to fade away already. I hope he blogs about life in the big house on Global Grind or something. Uncle Russell can hook that shit up! Right after he pulls JoJo’s mouth from the window in his office that is.
More pictures from Lyor Cohen’s dinner celebration for Audi’s TDI Clean Diesel Technology after the jump. Oh, and Jay-Z got the same sized lips as the artwork of Biggie on his t-shirt. I still lub him and his two liter penis though!