Chris Brown

Compadre
Murda on da beat so it's not nice All these pills I can't hear what you sayin' Drugs, all these drugs, yeah bitch Goin' to the moon, beam me up Smokin' high shit Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day And ain't no easy route, cause speakin' ain't the hard way Olé, olé, olé, I just found out the play Got my bitch all on his line sendin' his location You must think you slick Pull up with the stick Revolver, hollow shells, so you won't find out who did it Disappear like Houdini Drop the top, that's a magic trick 3 Lamborghinis, you fuck niggas on that rentin' shit Cool as shit, through with all the foolish shit You know I got the Rugers, and the tools aswell Get, thats a .30 clip All these pills I can't hear what you sayin' Letras de cancionesDrugs, all these drugs, yeah bitch Goin' to the moon, beam me up Smokin' high shit Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day And ain't no easy route, cause speakin' ain't the hard way Wakin' up, I'm feelin' like I'm Pablo (Pablo) I got some partners with the duffle like I'm Ralo (damu) I got some partners who gon' pull up with them hollows Your bitch gon' send me your location from your iPhone (aye) Pull up in the trenches (pull up in the trenches) Nigga, pull up with the stenches (pull up with the stenches) I keep pulling out of them bitches (yuh) I got the sauce and I'm drippin' (woo) Im dripped in designer, call me Big Tymin, I'm just being honest We got it on us, we pull up in Hondas You don't want the drama, you talk to your Honor All these pills I can't hear what you sayin' (Kap G) Drugs, all these drugs, yeah bitch Goin' to the moon, beam me up Smokin' high shit Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day And ain't no easy route, cause speakin' ain't the hard way From Letras Mania