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Only, How Many Times

Chris Brown

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Only, How Many Times

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Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the fourth of julyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, onlyPour a cup for the bitchesThat ain't scared to get downGet down, get downHow many times I got 'em?Light another for the bitchWho's just only in town for the weekendHow many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?I'll fuck you rightHave you walking from side to sideYou know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting timeYou know how I feel about waiting in lineYou know he ain't it, girl you're wasting your timeYou'll only ditch him for a moment in timeTake it in strideHow many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?I'll fuck you rightHave you walking from side to sideHow many times?How many times I gotta tell your ass to come over?How many times I gotta tell you I gotta chauffeur?Think about it, think it overEverything is gon' be kosherCall me when you getting closerIf you take a taxi, how much I owe ya?Don't send me no naked picturesIf I can't get naked with yaI see these bitches in supperclubNiggas got me throwing bottles upBottles with all of my homiesI'm feeling generous, throwing my moneyShe said she wanted the molly loveI gave her the dick but I'm not in loveI call out, bingo! the minute I'm boningSoon as I'm done, kick her out in the morningGot xans when I turn up, it's a party, bust it openPop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for meShe got that booty galore, gripping it, backing me upYou wanna fuck with a thugNow I see all these bitches got ass and they throwingDamn, it's just a matter of time 'fore I'm goneDrinking ciroc and I know that she got it for freeI hit up diddy, he told me he did itHe said that the liquor just bring out the freaksThem bitches lit, dropping that ass to a splitTalking 'bout me, I'm the shitI just get down for the money, the bitches, and carsAnd my niggas, they whipping the bricksHow many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to sideYou know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting timeYou know how I feel about waiting in lineYou know he ain't it, girl you're wasting your timeYou'll only ditch him for a moment in timeTake it in strideHow many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to sideHow many times?

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