Bitches Lyrics - Chris Brown

s, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

Higher than the moon, nigga what up 

They ain't worth it, nigga need to shut up 

Fallin in the pussy, face down in the buttuck 

It ain't shit to her, me im just a fuck up 

Fuck a hand shake nigga we ain't brothers 

On that West side where they reppin for they colors 

If you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutter 

All up in your face like its (...) 

Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down 

Nasty I'm a king bitch, give a nigga a wipedown 

Twenty four bitches, I'm rolling on chrome 

My niggas are smoking on that loud 

Bitch try to flunt, Imma blow your back out 

I ain't thinking bout a nigga that walk past you 

Bitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoos 

I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo 

But when she driving on that dick she a damn fool 

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I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

Really really though, I don't wanna see no niggas 

All the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us 

It's a habit, in the club bottle magic 

Fucking with these ratchets no purses they got baskets 

Its a hand out, bitches(...)guess they addicts 

And I ask them are you in like Patrick 

Playing with the pussy like it's madden 

Fire like a dragon 

One say she like me then they all bandwagon 

Been leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageant 

She said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

Really really though, I don't wanna see no niggas 

All the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us 

Audemar, big bitch, big bitch, big tipper 

Supper club, 20, 000 for the liquor 

You see the bitch I'm with, you'll probably never get her 

Never cop bottles, with broke niggas 

In the corner, post it up(or pour shit up), what the dome give her 

Money flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long river 

So you got your bitch on lock, I'll slim jim her 

It's that time of the month fuck timber 

All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up 

Before you pop up, throw your set up 

(hop in this bitch, lights lit up?), 

Leave with her, a big spender, (bitch shut up?) 

(...)Illuminati all through your body 

She blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel me 

Pull up in the 'rari, the fuckin life of the party 

I'm getting hoes regardless 

Before this rap shit, I'm honest 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

I don't need no niggas in my section 

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas 

Really really though, I don't wanna see no niggas 

All the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us