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chris brown,tyga - banjo lyrics

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[hook: chris brown]
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[verse 1: chris brown]
pull up, n-gga creeping
colder than a motherf-cker
guess it’s ho season (b-tch)
shorty got that -ss, baby girl it’s nice to meet you
with these lights off, give a f-ck about your features
i’m tryna f-ck
if it’s one on one gimme that eye soap
but if it’s two of ya’ll i’ma let the dice roll
it’s the weekend, i could tell you been freaking
cause you popping miley cyrus and you twerking with your eyes closed
go figure, skinny n-gga with a suit on
bunch of bad b-tches
yeah, they like me n-gga, who don’t?
drop top, everything
we party like the roof gone
a n-gga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap)
tell ’em hold that
if you looking for liquor, better l1ck up
my liquor zing and you know that
b-tches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause i sponsor sh-t
b-tch i throw racks
f-cked up, got me dancing on the floor
tryna dance in that p-ssy, tell me when to go
i’m tore up, feeling like i’m ’bout to throw up
one night with me this b-tch about to blow up

[hook: chris brown]
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[verse 2: tyga]
ain’t sh-t but model b-tches over here
i’m a n-gga with money b-tch
let’s make that clear
you here with a elf ear
hoes in stock over here
and the price going up by the year
it’s a good year, baby
on my blimp sh-t
you too defensive and sensitive
that’s on some mental sh-t
no sense in lingering
can’t count on you n-ggas man, only count benjamins
he my closest friend
my wrist a wrist
ice the b-tch
like it’s sprained and sh-t
i’m the n-gga, n-gga
yes he is, the flyest with three yes’ is
i take that p-ssy and ransom it (mel gibson d-mn)
when i hit the block, better have your banger
that’s my babe she don’t talk to strangers
she fold it close, we ain’t gon’ ever hang
beat the box like manana bang, banana bang
bang-bang

[hook: chris brown]
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[verse 3: chris brown]
she was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it
alley-oop b-tch, you know a n-gga play wh0r-s
i play with p-ssy, girl you know that i’m a playboy
clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise
she make that -ss wobble like a monster
twerk something, hurt something
d-mn, i’ma need a doctor
a b-tch with some real hair straight up out the projects
and she turn her phone off from all them n-ggas she be dodging
she ain’t low a b-tter head
she don’t give a f-ck about nothing but her bread
but when i dance in that p-ssy do the running man
while all these other n-ggas f-cking with johanna man
i’m throwing all of this money and i’m advancing these strippers
i got my hand on the p-ssy she got her hand on my zipper
she started going to work my sh-t got hard as a missile
then she say she got a twin, i started f-cking her sister

[hook: chris brown]
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
man, don’t play with the p-ssy like a banjo
and all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor



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