Chris Brown - b**hes lyrics

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Chris Brown - b**hes lyrics

(with Tyga) [Hook] I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah [Chris Brown] Higher than the moon, n***a what up They ain't worth it, n***a need to shut up Fallin in the p**y, face down in the bu*tuck It ain't sh** to her, me im just a f** up f** a hand shake n***a we ain't brothers On that West side where they reppin for they colors If you talking big sh**, then my dick will make you stutter All up in your face like its [?] Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down Nasty I'm a king b**h, give a n***a a wipedown Twenty four b**hes, I'm rolling on chrome My n***as are smoking on that loud b**h try to flunt, Imma blow your back out I ain't thinking bout a n***a that walk past you b**h stole my blunt and said she love my tatoos I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo But when she driving on that dick she a damn fool [Hook] I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as Really really though, I don't wanna see no n***as All the real real n***as that pour sh** up already with us [Chris Brown] It's a habit, in the club bottle magic f**ing with these ratchets no purses they got baskets Its a hand out, b**hes [?] guess they addicts And I ask them are you in like Patrick Playing with the p**y like it's madden Fire like a dragon One say she like me then they all bandwagon Been leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageant She said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though [Hook] I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as Really really though, I don't wanna see no n***as All the real real n***as that pour sh** up already with us [Tyga] Audemar, big b**h, big b**h, big tipper Supper club, 20,000 for the liquor You see the b**h I'm with, you'll probably never get her Never cop bottles, with broke n***as In the corner, post it up (pour sh** up[?]), what the dome give her Money flowin like a wet p**y, thats a long river So you got your b**h on lock, I'll slim jim her It's that time of the month f** timber All my n***as got a bottle with a blunt lit up Before you pop up, throw your set up (hop in this b**h, lights lit up[?]), leave with her, a big spender, (b**h shut up[?]) [?] Illuminati all through your body She blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel me Pull up in the 'rari, the f**in life of the party I'm getting hoes regardless Before this rap sh**, I'm honest [Hook] I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah I don't need no n***as in my section All b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes, all b**hes ah All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as All these b**hes I don't wanna see no n***as Really really though, I don't wanna see no n***as All the real real n***as that pour sh** up already with us