Tyga

Banjo
[Hook: Chris Brown] Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Pull up, nigga creeping Colder than a motherfucker Guess it's ho season (bitch) Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off, give a fuck about your features I'm tryna fuck 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 nigga with a suit on Bunch of bad bitches Yeah, they like me nigga, who don't? Drop top, everything We party like the roof gone A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap) Tell 'em hold that If you looking for liquor, better lick up My liquor zing and you know that Letras de cancionesBitches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor shit Bitch I throw racks Fucked up, got me dancing on the floor Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up One night with me this bitch about to blow up [Hook: Chris Brown x2] [Verse 2: Tyga] Ain't shit but model bitches over here I'm a nigga with money bitch 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 shit You too defensive and sensitive That's on some mental shit No sense in lingering Can't count on you niggas man, only count Benjamins He my closest friend My wrist a wrist Ice the bitch Like it's sprained and shit I'm the nigga, nigga Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' [?] I take that pussy and ransom it When I hit the block, better have your banger [?] She fold it close, we ain't gon' ever hang [?] Bang-bang [Hook: Chris Brown x2] [Verse 3: Chris Brown] She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it Alley-oop bitch, you know a nigga play whores I play with pussy, girl you know that I'm a playboy Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise She make that ass wobble like a monster Twerk something, hurt something Damn, I'ma need a doctor A bitch with some real hair straight up out the projects And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodging [?] head She don't give a fuck about nothing but her bread But when I dance in that pussy do the running man While all these other niggas fucking with [?] I'm throwing all of this money and I'm advancing these strippers I got my hand on the pussy she got her hand on my zipper She started going to work my shit got hard as a missile Then she say she got a twin, I started fucking her sister [Hook: Chris Brown] From Letras Mania