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Bitches N Marijuana (feat. ScHoolboy Q) - Chris Brown

Bitches N Marijuana (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

Chris Brown

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You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I can tell by the way you move that you a problem

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em

Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free

I got 'em, I got 'em

Got bitches and marijuana

T-ballin', globetrotter

Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter

Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire

I tell her that's all you get like Street Fighter

Nah, walk with me, yeah, talk to me

That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me

She wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with me

I got that long clip, fall asleep to the movie

Motherfuckin' goonies, Cartier rubies

Coupe, no top, yeah, I took off the Kufi

I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm doosing

I might just be right with my bitch in Jacuzzi

Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga

I'ma knock that pussy out, fight night, nigga

I'ma light it up, pass it to the right nigga

All bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas, yeah

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I can tell by the way you move that you a problem

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em

Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free

I got 'em, I got 'em

Got bitches and marijuana

Pull up, got the fat sack

With some clean motherfuckers, no hood rats

Yeah, we suited and booted, you know your bitch 'bout to toot it

She want love from a nigga, that's a heart attack, yack!

Loud pack, give me all of that

Don't be sending naked pics cause my phone tapped

Black mask, duffel bag and a hundred racks

I don't snitch but I could show you where the money at, me nigga

It's right here

Got girls and they all on my lap, they with me nigga

Hell yeah

You see the Lambo parked in the trap, that's me nigga

I own it while you living on a lease nigga

I'm known to keep my bitches on a leash nigga

I smoke it by the pound what you talking 'bout

I dick your bitch down then I walk it out

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I can tell by the way you move that you a problem

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em

Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free

I got 'em, I got 'em

Got bitches and marijuana

Grimy nigga way too groovy for the GRAMMYs

Overseas collecting panties, poppin' Xanies

Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram, hot damn

Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve

Rollie do no ticky do the blingy

I spending hundreds, all the fifties

Word around the city I'm that nigg-y

But this month I made a milli'

Another month, another milli', man that shit be gettin' silly

Man, bitch you looking silly

Why you broke? Go get a check, uh

And when you fly, who need a jet?

She wanna move out to the West

She want them diamonds on her neck

And palm trees in the yard, wanna be's with a star

And get the keys to the car, huh

And wanna lick on every scar, huh

My money good, shit we buying off the bar right now, right now

Who got the weed right now, right now?

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I can tell by the way you move that you a problem

Bail any girl that I wanna

Got bitches and marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em

Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free

I got 'em, I got 'em

Got bitches and marijuana

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