Bài hát Bitches N Marijuana Báo Lỗi

[Chorus - Chris Brown:]

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

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches n marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em

Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free

I got em, I got em

Got bitches n marijuana


[Tyga:]

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, talk to me

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 [?]

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


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[Chris Brown:]

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


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[ScHoolboy Q:]

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

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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