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chris brown - drop it lyrics

[hook]
don’t let ‘em fade out, the club, i’m…
so many girls i’m throwin’ a hundred
i don’t need a good girl, i want a bad woman
who can pick it up and drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
drop that -ss for me
that’s me hurtin’ you
girl, go on, just drop that -ss for me

[verse 1]
there’s no money like more money
hit the club with a snow bunny
left the club with like four honeys
call me chris brown, ‘cause i’m gon’ run it
super hood, been good
i’mma die trappin’, i still do it
i faced death and i lived through it
try me and put your kids through it
what the f-ck you thinkin? my n-gg-s really bangin’
stomp a n-gg- out, i’m the hood kirk franklin
this blunt so loud got my whole hand’s stinkin’
bank of america, that’s where the f-ck i’m hangin’
action jackson, mr. bring the stacks in
baby drop it for me, we could make a transaction
catch me out in traffic, always be ashin’
yeah, the fat boy made your b-tch get nasty

[hook]

[verse 2]
i always liked your p-ssy
broke n-gg-s get no p-ssy
i pimp hard like i sold p-ssy
your new b-tch my old p-ssy
i’m back, man, i’m no p-ssy
play p-ssy you gon’ stay p-ssy
word around town always be “keep them ks, p-ssy”
bad b-tches, they stay with us
smoke a pound, we don’t save swishers
i can turn ‘em up but don’t save b-tches
like broadway, i play b-tches
peep game, i train hoes
eight chicks in a range rove
game over, you in lame clothes
i’m goin’ hard ‘til the bank close
bet it all on a dice roll
they all f-ck and i know so
stand ‘em up and i knock ‘em down
804’s where i’m ridin’ around
i’ll always be… a trill n-gg-
givenchy, baby, we don’t f-ck with hilfiger

[hook]

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