Chris Brown, Tyga – Bitches N Marijuana (Audio) ft. ScHoolboy Q

September 13, 2024 admin Hemp 20



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  5. Lyrics:

    You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n marijuana
    I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n 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 n marijuana
    Ah, 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 (yeah)
    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 coufy
    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'mma light it up, pass it to the right nigga
    Our bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas yeah
    You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em (yeah)
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n marijuana
    I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n marijuana
    I got 'em, I got 'em (yeah)
    Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free
    I got 'em, I got 'em
    Got bitches 'n 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 Mas, 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 'n marijuana
    I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n 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 'n marijuana
    Grimy nigga way too groovy for the Grammys
    Overseas collecting panties, poppin' Xannies
    Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram, hot damn
    Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
    Rollie do no ticky to the blingy
    I spending hundreds or the fifties
    Word around the city I'm that niggy
    But this month I made a milli
    Another month another milli, man that shit be gettin' silly
    ? 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 'n marijuana
    I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
    Bail any girl that I wanna
    Got bitches 'n 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 'n marijuana

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