Don't F**k With Us (Explicit)-Chris Brown

歌手 : Chris Brown

专辑 : Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:18

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TXT Don't F**k With Us (Explicit)-Chris Brown 文本歌词

Don't F**k With Us (Explicit) - Chris Brown

Look I ain't really with the talkin'

B**ch I'm really 'bout that action

I'm runnin' up a ticket and f**kin' b**ches in traffic

Got a hundred million dollars

I could give a f**k about a hater

Oh they be with the snitchin' and bitchin' they like investigatin'

Ain't tryna run down with that 4 let your homie know

All my niggas strapped like GI Joe man you niggas toast

All you niggas p**sy lyin' claimin' you a real ni**a

When we pull up and press your line

Then we see who the real b**ch is

And I'm just tryna pay no mind won't waste my time

Won't give it all to a f**k ni**a

Don't wanna show 'em the thriller ni**a don't make me a killer

You all pitchin' we all hitters don't f**k with us

I got too many felonies my po keep tellin' me

To piss in a cup don't give a f**k I'm 'bout to smoke my w**d

Plottin' in the club man I wish a ni**a plot on me

Thinkin' you gon' ball I'mma slide you gon' rest in peace

I got a couple fans in my hand right now

Me and all my homies know these b**ches only f**k with gs

Now I can see why you hatin' me

All these b**ches in the back of VIP made that p**sy leak

I can't give that hoe a place to sleep but that p**sy free

F**kin' with my woods throwin' PS in London gettin' p

I'm just throwin' on that project pat

Shoutout my ni**a juicy j know I keep that drink on me

All the baddest b**ches know

Won't waste my time

Won't give it all to a f**k ni**a

Don't wanna show 'em the thriller ni**a don't make me a killer

You all pitchin' we all hitters don't f**k with us

A ni**a a savage

Any car that you thought 'bout buyin' I had it

My b**ches the baddest

Any hoe that you thought about f**kin' I smashed it

You spendin' paper and plastic

Always tryna come up on a plug

Run a check up like I run her up

B**ches love f**kin' with a thug

Ohb only hot b**ches

Out here ballin' too much confidence

100 b ain't no stoppin' this

Out here brackin' you need binoculars

See my team diamonds immaculate

Sing sing send 'em packages

Bang bang in the line of fire

Then them niggas come after ya

And I'm just tryna pay no mind won't waste my time

Won't give it all to a f**k ni**a

Don't wanna show 'em the thriller ni**a don't make me a killer

You all pitchin' we all hitters don't f**k with us