Chris Brown

Side Bitch
You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah Girl, that's why you my side bitch Give your ass to all them niggas I just wanna fuck, no love Say you love me, bitch, you lying Give your ass to all them niggas She’s sexy, I want that I know she been leadin' me on He gave her a bottle of Rosé Watch that bitch turn off her phone She sneaky, can’t believe Anything that comes out her lips Girl, that's why you my side bitch That's why you my side bitch Look, I’m takin' shots of D'USSÉ Te-tellin’ me you love me, better watch what you say Bi-bitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I’m too paid What you, what you mean I ain't never committin'? Every nigga in LA to hit it I ain't, I ain't throwin’ no shade, lil' mama got amazin' titties Big booty but her brain is missin' Let me paint the picture Says she, says she couldn’t see me tonight, had to go to work Had to get her weight up Letras de canciones4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up) With her triflin' ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper I’m-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I told her don’t do me no favors, favors Thinkin’ ‘bout wildin’ out, then the DJ startin' shoutin’ me out Yeah, I’m finna send my niggas to the bitch crib While she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house Huh, I need to cool down, nigga Call myself Brown, you that nigga Get up off that mob shit A nigga really can't be mad about a side bitch, ha You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah Girl, that's why you my side bitch Give your ass to all them niggas I just wanna fuck, no love Say you love me, bitch, you lying Give your ass to all them niggas She’s sexy, I want that I know she been leadin' me on He gave her a bottle of Rosé Watch that bitch turn off her phone She sneaky, can’t believe Anything that comes out her lips Girl, that's why you my side bitch That's why you my side bitch I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick) I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah) Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick) Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good) A fucked up position for a nigga to be in She got so much motivation, my side bitch Pu-pu-pussy good and hella tight A fucked up position for a nigga to be in Girl, we be fuckin’ this bitch 'til she hate it Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy Too much trouble for a nigga to be in Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, woah) Girl, that's why you my side bitch (th-th-that's why you my side bitch) Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas) I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love) Say you love me, bitch, you lying Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it) She’s sexy, I want that I know she been leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on) He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé) Watch that bitch turn off her phone She sneaky, can’t believe Anything that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout) Girl, that's why you my side bitch (that's why) That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my side bitch) Yeah, ooh, that's why That's why, that's why From Letras Mania