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Chris Brown

Genres: Hip-Hop

Only Lyrics - Chris Brown

Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake 

On my life, man, fuck's sake 

If I did I'd Minaj wid' him and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake 

My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape 

Yeah, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape 

Worried 'bout if my butt fake 

Worry 'bout ya'll niggas, us straight 

These girls are my sons, Jon and Kate plus eight 

When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late 

Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update 

Hut-hut one, hut- hut two, big titties, big butt too 

Fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to 

Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is 

These hoes couldn't test me even if they name was pop quiz 

Bad bitches who I fuck wit', mad bitches we don't fuck wit' 

I don't fuck wit' them chickens unless they last name is Cutlet 

Let it soak in like seasoning 

 

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And tell them bitches, blow me, Lance Stephenson 

 

Raise every bottle and cup in the sky 

Sparks in the air like the fourth of July 

Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight 

Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet 

Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only 

 

Rich niggas only, independent bitches only 

 

Boss niggas only, thick bitches only 

 

I got my real niggas here by my side, only 

 

I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man 

But when that's over then I'm first in line 

And the other day in her Maybach 

I thought God damn, this is the perfect time 

We had just come from that video 

You know LA traffic, how the city slow 

She was sitting down on that big butt 

But I was still staring at the titties though 

Yeah, low key or maybe high key 

I been peeped that you like me, you know 

Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me? 

I mean, it doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietly 

I mean, she say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree 

Yeah, that's right, I like my girls BBW, yea 

Type to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you 

Yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable 

Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Claire Huxtable 

 

Oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you 

The NBA players fuck with you 

 

The bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you 

Oh, that's cause I believe in something, I stand for it 

 

And Nicki if you ever try to fuck 

Just give me the heads up so I can plan for it 

 

I never fucked Nicki and that's fucked up 

If I did fuck she'd be fucked up 

Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right 

Cause she act like she need dick in her life 

But that's another story, I'm no story teller 

I piss greatness like goldish yellow 

All my goons so overzealous 

I'm from Hollygrove, the holy Mecca 

Calendar say I got money for days 

I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways 

My girlfriend would beat a bitch up if she waved 

They bet not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard 

My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade 

Don't have my money? Take mother's instead 

You got the hiccups, you swallow the truth 

Then I make you burp, boy, street beef like sirloin 

I'm talkin' bout running in houses with army guns 

So think about your son and daughter rooms 

Got two hoes wit me, messed up, they got smaller guns 

Ain't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter rooms 

This shit is crazy, my nigga 

That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga 

Blood gang take the B off behavior, my nigga 

For reals if you mouth off I blow your face off 

I mean pop-pop-pop then I take off, nigga 

Now you see me, nigga, now you don't 

Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles 

16 in the clip, one in the chamber 

17 ward bully with 17 bullets 

My story is how I went from poor me 

To please pour me a drink and celebrate with me 

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