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Chris Brown - Dat Night lyrics


Feat : Trey Songz & Young Thug

Intro
Yeah!
Ay, I fucked round and made them
niggas god damn open em all up
tonight, know what i mean
breezy! I swear to God
trigga
Matter of fact, ay, call the sheriff, man

Hook
All my b*tches, all my b*tches, all my b*tches
with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
I know what it is, we know you the sh*t
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks, get this money blindfolded
All my b*tches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe
All my b*tches lit, all my b*tches with the shit
All my b*tches scammers but they hold a hammer and spit your shit, boy

Verse 1 Chris Brown
Damm, f*ck the situation, f*ck them b*tches hatinF*ck a pillow talkin’ nigga that he instagating
Frustrated, now i know why they all hate me
I f*ck these b*tches and they know that i make pretty babies
Detroit got me back on my back f*cking black b*tches
Tipping 4 and i’m pourin’ 4 of Actavis
She know very time i turn up, I keep f*ckin’ up mattresses
Tryna ask me why i don’t nut, percocet make the dick like a magician
Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different? cause i cash different
I’m tryna get my b*tches, huh, you gotta pay for that last minute, b*tch

Hook
All my b*tches, all my b*tches, all my b*tches
with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
I know what it is, we know you the sh*t
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks, get this money blindfolded
All my b*tches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe
All my b*tches lit, all my b*tches with the shit
All my b*tches scammers but they hold a hammer and spit your shit, boy



Verse 2 Trey Songz
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Toronto
I can get the p8ssy eyes closed with a blindfold
It’s a war zone, nigga, we be in Chicago
Lot of mamas cry, niggas die in Chicago
Know some bloods cause nigga living in LA
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It’s a lot of things ain’t forgiven in LA
Know i’m from third, i be reppin’ that VA
You aint got the money, you can never beat the case
F*ck the judge, f8ck feds nigga, tryna get up off that poor
Niggas say they tryna eat, can’t get shit up off my fork
I hopped off the porch, hopped in the porsche
Then hopped in the Benz, I f*cked all her friends yeah

Hook
All my b*tches, all my b*tches, all my b*tches
with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
I know what it is, we know you the sh*t
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks, get this money blindfolded
All my b*tches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe
All my b*tches lit, all my b*tches with the shit
All my b*tches scammers but they hold a hammer and spit your shit, boy

Verse 3 Young Thug
Ay, make her suckdick on the patio
I might eat that b*tche like some ravioli
I get a ruch in designer zone
Why a young nigga tellin’ they telly tellies
I f8ck her good, I don’t tell them nothin’
Know they not ham, makin’ good with fussin’
I get it in with a bigger budget
And they answer my call, they like peanut butter
Trap it when you walk baby
I done came from rags to riches, ain’t long baby
When we f*ck, she say it’s hard to walk, yeah yeah
F*ck her in the light, oh nothin’ like the dark, yeah yeah
F*ck you through, red bottoms leave when you walk
Put my food in drawers
bedroom dim like walls
Young rain teach her how to chopper, yeah
Attached to my lights like monster, year
Wanna see me dead can you drop me
yeah, yeah, yeah

Hook
All my b*tches, all my b*tches, all my b*tches
with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
All my b*tches with the shit when i be in Chicago
LA, New York and Miami P*ssy everywhere i go
I know what it is, we know you the sh*t
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks, get this money blindfolded
All my b*tches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend and they miny moe
All my b*tches lit, all my b*tches with the shit
All my b*tches scammers but they hold a hammer and spit your shit, boy

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