Chris Brown

Mixtape Shit
[Intro] I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh [Verse] Higher than the moon, nigga what up Yeah I hear em woofing, yo nigga need shut up While I'm in the pussy, face down and the butt up You ain't shit to her, but me I'm just a fucked up Fuck a handshake nigga we ain't brothers From that westsidee, where they repping for their colors Talking big shit, cause my dick will make you shut up All over your face like it's butter, nut up Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her way down That's the only reason bitch, give a nigga a wipe down 24 inches I'm on the road, my niggas smoking on that loud Bitches tryna front, I'm blow they back out I ain't thinking bout it, nigga walking past you Bitch smell my blunt and says she like my tattoo's I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo But when she drop it on the dick she a damn fool [Chorus] I on need no niggas in my section SongtexteAll bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, Really really though, all these bitches I on want no niggas Cause the real niggas posted up already with us [Verse 2] It's a habit in the club I'd imagine Fucking with these ratchets, no purses They got baskets it's a handout Bitching high feening, guess they addicts And I ask them [?] Are you in like Patrick Playing with the pussy like its madden Fly like a dragon If one says she likes me then they all bandwagon She's a leading ass ho but they pretty like a pageant She said she let me cut, I got to stabbing For real though [Chorus] I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, Really really though, all these bitches I on want no niggas Cause the real niggas posted up already with us [Verse 3] Ice cold so a nigga still chilling She ain't popped a pill, so I'ma eat her with my grill in Damn let me dig in, I call it a fillin Poking on that pussy I am not a syringe I got the fliest of friends We ain't thinking bout no air miles Niggas setting trends just look at there hair styles Yeah, I fuck once then I fuck twice Fuck that... I be fucking that bitch every night Snow bunnies cause I like my bitches very white Go and catch a flight, get this pipe into paradise huhh Who said something bout paradise? Girl drop that ass, [?] Like Barry White Gotta stop staring at my yeezy's I gotta em for the [?] I said I'm cool, no I'm breezy Twenty five hundred dollar tip Leave that bitch cheesy I gave that to shit to you for a reason, believe me [Chorus] I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh I on need no niggas in my section All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas, Really really though, all these bitches I on want no niggas Cause the real niggas posted up already with us Aus Songtexte Mania