Chris Brown - Bitches N Marijuana (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Chris Brown - Bitches N Marijuana (en) şarkı sözleri
You can tell by the way I walk
that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move
that you a problem
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free
Got bitches n marijuana
Ah, T-ballin', globetrotter
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a
gold lighter
Think you on fire? You gon'
need more fire
I tell her that's all you get
like Street Fighter, nah
Walk with me, yeah talk to me (yeah)
That body cold, chess game
like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me, kick
it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, fall
asleep to the movie
Motherfuckin' goonies, Cartier rubies
Coupe, no top, yeah, I took
off the coufy
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse,
I'm doosing
I might just be right with my
bitch in Jacuzzi
Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga
I'ma knock that pussy out,
fight night, nigga
I'mma light it up, pass it to
the right nigga
Our bitches at the crib, don't
invite niggas yeah
You can tell by the way I walk
that I got 'em (yeah)
I got 'em, I got 'em (yeah)
Pull up, got the fat sack
With some clean motherfuckers,
no hood rats
Yeah we suited and booted, you
know your bitch 'bout to toot
it
She want love from a nigga,
that's a heart attack, Yack!
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sending naked pics
'cause my phone tapped
Black Mas, duffel bag and a
hundred racks
I don't snitch but I could
show you where the money at,
me nigga
It's right here
Got girls and they all on my
lap, they with me nigga
Hell yeah
You see the Lambo parked in
the trap, that's me nigga
I own it while you living on a
lease nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches
on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound what
you talking 'bout
I dick your bitch down then I
walk it out
Grimy nigga way too groovy for
the Grammys
Overseas collecting panties,
poppin' Xannies
Young nigga, hundred grand for
the gram, hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky to the blingy
I spending hundreds or the fifties
Word around the city I'm that niggy
But this month I made a milli
Another month another milli,
man that shit be gettin' silly
? Bitch you looking silly
Why you broke, go get a check, uh
And when you fly, who need a jet
She wanna move out to the west
She want them diamonds on her neck
And palm trees in the yard,
wanna be's with a star
And get the keys to the car huh
And wanna lick on every scar huh
My money good, shit we buying
off the bar right now, right
now
Who got the weed right now, right now
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