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Chris Brown

Genres: Hip-Hop

Dat Night Lyrics - Chris Brown

[Intro: Trey Songz & Young Thug] 

Yup! 

Ay, I fucked round and made them niggas 

God damn open 'em all up tonight, know what I mean 

Breezy! 

I swear to God 

Trigga 

Matter of fact, ay, ay call the sheriff, man 

 

[Hook: Trey Songz & Chris Brown] 

All my bitches, all my bitches, all my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

I know what it is, we know you the shit 

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks, get this money blindfolded 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe 

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit 

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy 

 

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[Verse 1: Chris Brown] 

Damn, fuck the situation, fuck them bitches hatin' 

Fuck a pillow talkin' nigga that be instigatin' 

Frustrated, now I know why they all hate me 

I fuck these bitches and they know that I make pretty babies 

Detroit got me back on my back fuckin' black bitches 

Tippin' 4 and I'm pourin' 4 of Actavis 

She know every time I turn up, I keep fuckin' up mattresses 

Tryna ask me why I don't nut, Percocet make the dick like a magician 

Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different? 

'Cause I cash different 

I'm tryna get my bitches, huh 

You gotta pay for that last minute, bitch 

 

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[Hook: Chris Brown] 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

I know what it is, we know you the shit 

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks, get this money blindfolded 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe 

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit 

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy 

 

[Verse 2: Trey Songz] 

All my bitches with the shit when I be in Toronto 

I can get the pussy eyes closed with a blindfold 

It's a war zone, nigga, we be in Chicago 

Lot of mamas cry, niggas die in Chicago 

Know some Bloods 'cause nigga livin' in LA 

It's a lot of things ain't forgiven in LA 

Know I'm from the third, I be reppin' that VA 

You ain't got the money, you can never beat the case 

Fuck the judge, fuck feds nigga, tryna get up off that poor 

Niggas say they tryna eat, can't get shit up off my fork 

I hopped off the porch, hopped in the Porsche 

Then hopped in the Benz, I fucked all her friends, yeah 

 

[Hook: Chris Brown & Trey Songz] 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

I know what it is, we know you the shit 

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks, get this money blindfolded 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe 

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit 

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy 

 

[Verse 3: Young Thug] 

Ay, make her suck dick on the patio 

I might eat that bitch up like some ravioli 

I get a rush in designer zone 

Why a young nigga tellin' they telly tellies 

I fuck her good, I don't tell them nothin' 

Nut in her hair, make it good and fussy 

I get it in with a bigger budget 

And the inside my car look like peanut butter 

Trap it when you walk baby 

I done came from rags to riches, did all baby 

When we done, she say it's hard to walk, yeah yeah 

Fuck her in the light, I don't do nothin' dark, yeah yeah 

Fuck you thought, red bottoms bleed when we walk, uh 

Put my food in ya drawers 

Bedroom dim like walls 

Young rain teach her how to chopper, yeah 

Attached to my lights like moths, yeah 

Favorite colour red, hot sauce, yeah 

Wanna see me dead can you drop me, yeah, yeah, yeah 

 

[Hook: Chris Brown & Young Thug] 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

LA, New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go 

I know what it is, we know you the shit 

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks, get this money blindfolded 

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago 

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe 

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit 

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy 

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