Chris Brown - Shabba lyrics

[Intro: WizKid] Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba [Verse 1: Chris Brown] My n***as, we f** up some commas Some of them dirty like shabba Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers All of my n***as got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns I got a b**h in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling like shabba How that b**h so Hollywood, but that b**h living in Bompton But I be training these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah [Hook: WizKid] She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go f** up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba [Verse 2: Hoody Baby] Shawty ride with a n***a through the west coast Downtown pimp, I done left hoes My life so good, I done blessed hoes I might crowd surf for my next show All of my n***as is trappers We take the dope on the road You see that I'm on the corner We selling dope at the shows You see the ice on my wrist You see my neck full of gold Boy, you at home with your girlfriend I got a house full of hoes Homie, I stay on the road I make a play, then I go I got a house full of c**aine They wanna play in the snow [Verse 3: Inch] Bare foreign jawns thought my name was shabba I ain't a f**ery, I ain't a pa**er I got a one peng ting that cooks me pasta I chuck bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra Man my gyal wanna gimme goodie good good But she done told me this hoody too hood My gyal wan' smoke dope in the hood I told her hold on baby, go s** on this wood [Hook: WizKid] She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go f** up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba [Verse 4: Littlez] She wanna shotta Gyal wanna get with a trapper Blowing on sense with the grubber Gold tee like shabba Trap boy turned rapper She go down south, then back up Man can't, why f** no slapper Man bust that ting to my brudda Sent P's to my mother Trap in the street for the guala Man bet' have some manners Tings yeah, we got lot of Foreign gyal looking proper Give her shots like a chopper Bad joints rolling up the grams Wanna love a man like I'm shabba [Verse 5: Deepee] She seeing gold chains and c**aine Spend coco dance on the dope So a n***a aim that so string I pray a n***a never touch my homie Man down if you touch my homie Man down, man down, man down Lift her up, make her home shake I got the Gs like I'm OJ We serving P for the c**aine It's up to no hoe, oh no way Told the feds I ain't giving up no names Amnes' coming in plentily Amnes' coming in loads, aye Hand on my friend here put her hand On my friend, get toasty [Hook: WizKid] She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go f** up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba [Verse 6: Swift] Through the street with a bracker Low key, getting mon' up Smoke ki' like my brother Gold tee like shabba Ring ring, setting one up OT selling packa TU, that's turn up Walked in, front the run up Uck face tryna uck us T like, man shut up Sea side getting guala Gyal give a man uh huh Daylights so they stutter [Verse 7: Sleeks] She's calling me brudda I told her uh uh Boom boom in the bedroom So wet like I broke her bladder I'm old school like shabba Rocko gold like shabba Bad b**hes they hol' up Wanna do man under the covers Beemer, Bentley or Hummer Spring, winter or summer Ring trap, where the runner? Big strap, need another Man to hold it up Big bags, can't fold it Section, OHB, better notice [Hook: WizKid] She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go f** up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba