Chris Brown - *****es N Marijuana Lyrics
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'emBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI can tell by the way you move that you a problemBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI got 'em, I got 'emOoh, she bad, she don't do it for freeI got em, I got emGot *****es n marijuana[Verse 1: Tyga]T-ballin', globetrotterGot a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighterThink you on fire? You gon' need more fireI tell her that's all you get like Street FighterNah, walk with me, talk to meThat body cold, chess game like a pawn to meShe wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with meI got that long clip, fall asleep to the movieMother*****in' goonies, Cartier rubiesCoupe, no top, yeah, I took off the [?]I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm doosingI might just be right with my ***** in JacuzziRight, nigga, gettin' right, niggaI'ma knock that ***** out, fight night, niggaI'mma light it up, pass it to the right niggaOur *****es at the crib, don't invite niggas[Chorus - Chris Brown]You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'emBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI can tell by the way you move that you a problemBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI got 'em, I got 'emOoh, she bad, she don't do it for freeI got em, I got emGot *****es n marijuana[Verse 2: Chris Brown]Pull up, got the fat sackWith some clean mother*****ers, no hood ratsYeah we suited and booted, you know your ***** 'bout to toot itShe want love from a nigga, that's a heart attack, Yack!Loud pack, give me all of thatDon't be sending ***** pics cause my phone tappedBlack Mas, duffel bag and a hundred racksI don't snitch but I could show you where the money at, me niggaIt's right hereGot girls and they all on my lap, they with me niggaHell yeahYou see the Lambo parked in the trap, that's me niggaI own it while you living on a lease niggaI'm known to keep my *****es on a leash niggaI smoke it by the pound what you talking 'boutI dick your ***** down then I walk it out[Chorus - Chris Brown]You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'emBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI can tell by the way you move that you a problemBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI got 'em, I got 'emOoh, she bad, she don't do it for freeI got em, I got emGot *****es n marijuana[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]Grimy nigga way too groovy for the GrammysOverseas collecting panties, poppin' XanniesYoung nigga, hundred grand for the gram, hot damnHit the curb with the Benz, swerveRollie do no ticky to the blingyI spending hundreds or the fiftiesWord around the city I'm that niggyBut this month I made a milliAnother month another milli, man that shit be gettin' silly[?] ***** you looking sillyWhy you broke, go get a checkAnd when you fly, who need a jetShe wanna move out to the westShe want them diamonds on her neckAnd palm trees in the yard, wanna be's with a starAnd get the keys to the car huhAnd wanna lick on every scar huhMy money good, shit we buying off the bar right now, right nowWho got the weed right now, right now[Chorus - Chris Brown]You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'emBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI can tell by the way you move that you a problemBail any girl that I wannaGot *****es n marijuanaI got 'em, I got 'emOoh, she bad, she don't do it for freeI got em, I got emGot *****es n marijuana
