Chris Brown x Tyga B****es N Marijuana song lyrics
Feat ScHoolboy Q Chris Brown x Tyga B****es N Marijuana song lyrics
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 gon' do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got BITCHES AND MARIJUANA
T ballin', globe trotta
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 wit me, yeah, talk to me
That body cold chess, game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride wit me
Kick it and vibe wit me
I got that long clip
Fall asleep to the movie
Motherfucking goonies
Cardier Rubies
Coop no top, yeah I took off the coofies
I'm high, I'm woozy
Duce I'm deucin'
I might just be right wit me bitch in jucuzzy
Right nigga, getting right nigga
Imma knock the pussy out
Fight Night nigga
Imma light it up, pass it to the right nigga
All bitches at the crib, don't invite nigga
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 gon' do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got BITCHES AND MARIJUANA
Pull up, got the fat set
With some clean mufuckas, no hoodrats
Yeah we suted and booted
You know your bitch wanna toot it
She want love from a nigga, thats a heart attack
Yeah, loud pack gimme all of that
Don't be sendin' naked pics cuz my phone tapped
Black mask, duffle bag, that's a hunnid racks
I don't snitch, but I'll tell ya where the money at
ME NIGGA
It's right heere, got girls and they all on my lap
THEY WIT ME NIGGA
Hell yeeah, you see the lambo parked in the trap
THAT"S ME NIGGAA
I own it while you livin on a leash nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches on the leash, nigga
I'm smokin by the pound
What you talkin 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 gon' do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got BITCHES AND MARIJUANA
Grimmy nigga, way too groovy for the Grammy's
Overseas, collectin panties, poppin Zannies
Young nigga, Hunnid grand for the gram (hot damn
Hit the curb wit the Benz (swerve)
Rollie do no tickie, do the blingy (uhh)
I'm spendin hunnids, all the fifties (uhh)
Word around the city, I'm that niggy
Word this month, "I made a milly"
Another month, another milly
Man this shit be gettin silly
Look at you, you lookin silly
(Uhh) When you broke, go get a check (uhh)
And when you fly, who need a jet
You wanna move out to the West (uhh)
She want the diamonds on her neck
And palm trees in her yard, wanna be's wit a star
(Huhh) And get the keys to the car (huhh)
And wanna lick on every scar (huhh)
My money good, she be buyin up 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 gon' do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got BITCHES AND MARIJUANA