Chris Brown - *****es Lyrics
[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ah[Chris Brown]Higher than the moon, nigga what upThey ain't worth it, nigga need to shut upFallin in the *****, face down in the buttuckIt ain't shit to her, me im just a ***** up***** a hand shake nigga we ain't brothersOn that West side where they reppin for they colorsIf you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutterAll up in your face like its (...)Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right downNasty I'm a king *****, give a nigga a wipedownTwenty four *****es, I'm rolling on chromeMy niggas are smoking on that loud***** try to flunt, Imma blow your back outI ain't thinking bout a nigga that walk past you***** stole my blunt and said she love my tatoosI'm that dude, I slang wood, that bambooBut when she driving on that dick she a damn fool[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us[Chris Brown]It's a habit, in the club bottle magic*****ing with these ratchets no purses they got basketsIts a hand out, *****es(...)guess they addictsAnd I ask them are you in like PatrickPlaying with the ***** like it's maddenFire like a dragonOne say she like me then they all bandwagonBeen leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageantShe said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us[Tyga]Audemar, big *****, big *****, big tipperSupper club, 20,000 for the liquorYou see the ***** I'm with, you'll probably never get herNever cop bottles, with broke niggasIn the corner, post it up(or pour shit up), what the dome give herMoney flowin like a wet *****, thats a long riverSo you got your ***** on lock, I'll slim jim herIt's that time of the month ***** timberAll my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit upBefore you pop up, throw your set up(hop in this *****, lights lit up?), leave with her, a big spender, (***** shut up?)(...)Illuminati all through your bodyShe blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel mePull up in the 'rari, the *****in life of the partyI'm getting hoes regardlessBefore this rap shit, I'm honest[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll *****es, all *****es, all *****es, all *****es ahAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasAll these *****es I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us
