Chris Brown - ScHoolboy Q's Studio Freestyle | Текст песни

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I be banging all in that beat
808 she gotta base when the booty shake
She gotta friends with her and they aside to see,
All that butt dont let it go to waste
All this Hennessy to liquor bout to penetrate
While I'm pushing Lamborghini's on the inner state
I long stroker amma go for hours
You minute made, like lemonade

Im fresh as hell in these Margielas
I skate pass better than veterans
Bipolar cold, gimme the medicine
My chain too bright no time to set us in

When i pull it out chick nervous
Better ride this wave chick serf it
Girl you better keep them legs open
Only thing you close is these curtains

Actually she only got time for a brother
If take her out to eat a brother really gotta motivate
Man its too much work for the kitty
I wont work for the kitty
Really don't communicate
I rather lick it like a dinner plate
I rather keep the money in a safe
Man I aint got time to play
I need it now not a minute late

Now she blowing up my line on a cellular
She want to lock a brother down on a regular
Talking crazy to me like she own it
But i cant trust her far as I can throw her
Mama told me to find a keeper
But i switch like designer sneakers
A girl with the finest features
Every brother wanna talk to her
But I gotta first finest keepers

Violins in the back of my theme music
Her booty on my mind i dream booty
Any.... Wanna.... My....
Then its off with his head, how kings do it
My rings ruby
Red bandana I stay wooping
Got too many cribs I stay moving
3 Lambos I stay couping
Yeah but you dont hear me tho

Virginia to the westside
My car foreign
Girl sit on a leftside
Im smoking weed on a plane that the best high
Gotta sign the waver before i let it fly
It's helipads on the boat
Chilling on the south of the France
Saint-Tropez, Nice, Monaco
But nothing compares to what in my pants
Girls start playing

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