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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraBitches (Feat. Tyga)
[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah[Chris Brown]Higher than the moon, nigga what upThey ain't worth it, nigga need to shut upFallin in the pussy, face down in the buttuckIt ain't shit to her, me im just a fuck upFuck a hand shake nigga we ain't brothersOn that West side where they reppin for they colorsIf you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutterAll up in your face like its (...)Right now, make her scream my nameand pipe her right downNasty I'm a king bitch, give a nigga a wipedownTwenty four bitches, I'm rolling on chromeMy niggas are smoking on that loudBitch try to flunt, Imma blow your back outI ain't thinking bout a nigga that walk past youBitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoosI'm that dude, I slang wood, that bambooBut when she driving on that dick she a damn fool[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don't wanna see no niggasAll these bitches I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us[Chris Brown]It's a habit, in the club bottle magicFucking with these ratchets no purses they got basketsIts a hand out, bitches (...) guess they addictsAnd I ask them are you in like PatrickPlaying with the pussy like it's maddenFire like a dragonOne say she like me then they all bandwagonBeen leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageantShe said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahAll these bitches I don't wanna see no niggasAll these bitches I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us[Tyga]Audemar, big bitch, big bitch, big tipperSupper club, 20, 000 for the liquorYou see the bitch I'm with, you'll probably never get herNever cop bottles, with broke niggasIn the corner, post it up (or pour shit up)what the dome give herMoney flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long riverSo you got your bitch on lock, I'll slim jim herIt's that time of the month fuck timberAll my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit upBefore you pop up, throw your set up(hop in this bitch, lights lit up?)leave with her, a big spender, (bitch shut up?)(...) Illuminati all through your bodyShe blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel mePull up in the 'rari, the fuckin life of the partyI'm getting hoes regardlessBefore this rap shit, I'm honest[Hook]I don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don't need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahAll these bitches I don't wanna see no niggasAll these bitches I don't wanna see no niggasReally really though, I don't wanna see no niggasAll the real real niggas that pour shit up already with us
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