I Bet
[Hook - Chris Brown:]Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I betCause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I betBet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I betDon't be mad at meI pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggasNo sympathy for you niggas
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]Ho, shut the fuck up, miss me with the bullshitBalling like a bitch, all my niggas hood richBring some bitches to the crib, show 'em what the wood isYour bitch look like shanayay, nah-uh, oh my goodnessIt's 500, that be the blockThen you see that ghetto bird when you hear the shotsWhere the plug at? Tell him meet me at the docksSent the little homie through, it might be the copsHold up, I'm getting money, boyYour girl want me cause I got them toysRari's and the Bentleys and the bender doorsDouble decker buses and them private jets I spend it onPainted on the Maserati, look like it been shitted onMake her lift her skirt up, if she nervous I'm a pervertI be in the pussy deep, a nigga fuckin' up her cervexLeave the condoms on the bed, man, I do that shit on purposeCause I hope a nigga see it when he comin' home from work
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[Verse 2 - Tyga:]I got a hundred on itShe ain't faithful to you, niggaWord around town, you know thots get aroundNah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homieI gave her fuck what you know, makes no sense you, hoRolls gas pedals, Pockets on roseoRosetta, my stones ain't meant for the home, bitchSo comfortable, now get your ass off my couch, bitchBounce shit, mouse shit, put in your mouth shitI've been playin' with the pussy, time to put that thing inBang it, I'm bangin', my binger off safetyI'm slayin', she chased it, she swallowed, she wastedFuckin' amazin', pump out that bass like freebasin'It's a rough demonstration, the mileage, replace itCome again, I replay it, speed it up, I'm speed racerBet if you catch her lyin' she gonna reverse it cause
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[Verse 3 - 50 Cent:]I bet your bitch’ll be ready when I say I’m finna leaveWe only fuck with the foreigns, Ferrari horse on them keysYou be that nigga she call on when she need someone to loveI be that nigga, we just turn up, we just ball out n fuckAfter the thuggin' I be nuttin' in her mouth like thisAnd you come home like, honey, I'm home, come and give me kissIt's not a thing for me, really not a thing for meWe from different sets, why your bitch wanna bang with me?All the time, all the time, I be on the grindHoes look at me, the dollar signs run across they mindIt's the paper, they know a nigga get it, get itShawty gone be with it, let a nigga get it, hold up in it
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[Outro:]Ya'll bitchass niggas got me fucked up. I'm not fuckin' yall niggas. I don't give a fuck who ya'll is. And I don't give a fuck if you Chris Brown or Tyga. And ya'll not giving me my coin. I wanna be on TV, I wanna be on Love and Hip Hop, on Hollywood and shit. Don't get it fucked up