Kid Red - That n***a lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] Ha! Frank Mueller, the face like a computer Popping them bottles, spraying the ace like a ruler You got beef, I got shooters And your b**h about to give me brain, watch me school her Listen, let me lick it, put it out, make it pop pop Imma cuff the p**y, she think she f**ed a cop And then I put it back in, make her back bend And then I f** her girlfriend like whats happenin Oh baby, for sure baby Tell that blocking a** b**h let go baby f** her, just do you and do me (haha!) b**h mad cause she ugly You know, I be balling like a b**h Made my own condoms cause these b**hes on my dick Pluto, I be higher than a b**h You know, flyer than a b**h My car like a spaceship (yea!) [Hook: Kid Red] That n***a, that n***a Everybody know Im that n***a All this money looking like a fat n***a And I bought them k**ers better bag back n***a Bag back n***a, and I bought them k**ers Better bag back n***a (wow) That n***a, that n***a Everbody know Im that n***a [Verse 2: Kid Red] Ima.. player, somebody grab my uniform The b**h head on point like a unicorn I really keep it g, I went to school for the b**hes Ima bout to f** you at the locker tryna kiss her You just talk to them, I take em home for detention Just another s** victim that I never call or mention Gotta keep it pimpin, sorry thats your sister But Im on a mission, tell that ho to keep her distance Look, I keep a couple hoes in the studio Rolling with my wolves with them nines like rubio Hoes stop and stare, cause my pinky glare Got a hood b**h, that let me f** her on the stairs She say she needs some jays, so I cop a couple pair I got a private lair, thatll take her everywhere though Where your b**h at, she with me n***a Kid red, Im in the streets n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Everbody know Im that n***a Ima bout to take that ho, from that n***a Ha! here we go, Im that n***a (f** you chris!) hating a** n***a She bout to pop the pills, I just bought the roll up Put the dick up on her head, thats a weight up on her shoulders I aint f**ing ratchet p**y, cause that sh** is like Ebola In the club Im like hold up, f** a club soda Need the ace, I spray it on her face She f** with broke n***as, old n***a made her pay I told her Im about a bar as long as I can get a taste Then she bend that a** over and I grabbed her by the waist Told her drop it for me Damn, that a** sick I got a doctor for it My dick got her singing high, opera on her Her boyfriend start to trip, n***as pop up on him Like blocka! blocka! body bag cause im [Hook]