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She Bumped Her Head
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Chris Brown & Young Thug
Featuring(s) : Gunna
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[Young Thug] (Makers) I'll pull up on 'em, pull up Yeah Shit, I'll get it, no cap (Run that back, Turbo) Sex My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (Don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?) Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (No cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool) [Young Thug] I triple up, pour up my cup and it's all Tussion' My coupe got nitro and all dustin' (Yeah) We smokin' these niggas like kush Yeah, when we f*ck on these hoes, make 'em gush (Woo) Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne, head to Tootsies I f*ck on your ho and she say that's my p*ssy I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick off This Actavis slushin', my ho drink that Cristal She wrapped in saran, dressed fresh as she can 'Cause I just been playin' with these bands (Racks) I open my hand, there's nothin' but bands Now YSL big as Japan (On God) I had dropped in the Lam', ducked fast as I can 'Cause I was gettin' trailed by a van (Skrrt) I'm poppin', my mama, my bitch And even my baby mama whip a sedan (Woo) I just spent some bands, spent five-hundred grand I'm waitin' on these bags to land (Racks) I'm cool as a fan, you play with my man And we come and takin' your land I took YSL from here to the can And got niggas waitin' to land (Slatt) I told all my niggas, "Sit back, it's a scam" When these niggas go on a rant My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (Don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?) Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (No cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' [Gunna] Spent a whole hundred racks on the plain Jane That's a cool pretty penny, you lil' bitty bitches Know me by my first and my last name I done went got the riches, I'm matchin' the vision I'm f*ckin' these hoes in the backstage No, I don't do no kisses She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage I been playin' with this ice, look like Ice Age I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moët Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain, should have seen how I wore it (Yeah, yeah) I call the slimes that'll pull up with the things that'll kill all the noise After U.S., now I'm headed out to Spain, I got foreign lil' whores That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit in my kidney I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne, she don't know it's a Bentley She asked me for a lil' help on her back end and you know that I did it Found an old check and I went to go cash it, lot of money we gettin' My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (Don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?) Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (No cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool) [Chris Brown] I ordered two more two-tones Callin' my plug on two phones Lambos, six-fours, got it offset, it's sittin' low My shit stainless, don't put your fingers on it No, these ain't no finger waves, bitch, this ain't Tony! Toni! Toné! I feel like Kurt Cobain, hit your brain with the shotgun Get my niggas do it for me, I never shot one And watch her get on her knees, give me that rug burn I told her I got five on me, send me the wire (Ooh) My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Yeah, Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (No, shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Killin' him) I've been draped in Margielas (Ooh) And I don't need credentials (I don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?) Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, girl, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (Oh) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (No cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (Ooh, yeah, no jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day (Ooh, yeah) 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (Ooh, yeah, both us got 'em, fool) [Gunna] That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit on my Porsche This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lam', she can't open the doors I do not f*ck with you disloyal niggas, thought the world could be yours Cross out the double and hit him with a triple hitter, no other choice
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