Chris Brown – I Bet

Chris Brown – I Bet Lyrics

Artist: Chris Brown
Song: I Bet

Shawty wanna leave with a n#gg#, I bet
Cuz she wanna be on tv with a n#gg#, I bet
Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, n#gg#, I bet
Don’t be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you n#gg#s

No sympathy for you n#gg#s
Oh shut the f#ck up, miss me with the b#llsh#ts
Balling like a b#tch, all my n#gg#s hood rich
Bring some b#tches to the crib, show ’em what the wood is

Your b#tch look like shanayay, oh my goodness
It’s five hundred, that be the block
Then you see that ghetto bird when you hear the shots
Where the plug at? Tell ‘em meet me at the docks

Sent the little homie through, might be the cops
Hold up I’m getting’ money boy your girl want me cuz I got ‘em toys
Rari’s and the Bentleys and the bender doors
Double dicker buses and them private jets I spend it on

Painted on the Maserati, look like it been shitted on
Make her lift her skirt up, if she nervous I’m a pervert
I be in the p#ss# deep, a n#gg# f#cking up her cervex
Leave the condoms on the bed, man, I do that sh#t on purpose

Cuz I hope a n#gg# see it when he comin’ home from work
I got a hunit on it
She ain’t faithful to you, n#gg#
Run around town, you know thoughts get around

Nah, she testify, wouldn’t trust her, homie
I gave her f#ck what you know, makes no sense you hoer
Rolls gas pedals, Pockets on roseo
Rosetta, my stones ain’t meant for the home, b#tch

So comfortable (now get your #ss off my couch, b#tch)
Bounce sh#t, mouth sh#t, put in your mouth sh#t
I’ve been playin’ with the p#ss#, time to put that thing in
Bang it, I’m banging, my binger ‘bout safety

I’m slayin’, she chased it, she swallowed, she wasted
f#cking amazing, pump out that bass like free basin’
It’s about a demonstration, the mileage, replace it
Come again, I replay it, speed it up, I’m speed racer

Better if you catch her line, she gonna reverse it cuz
I bet your b#tch would be ready when I said I’m fine to leave
We all f#ck with fine Ferrari, hoers and the keys
You’ll be that n#gg# that she call over when she need someone to love

I’ll be that n#gg# witch is ball out for
After this struggling I be nothin’ in her mouth like this
And you come home like, honey, I’m home, come and give me kiss
It’s not a thing for me, really not a thing for me

We from different sets, why your b#tch wanna bang with me?
All the time, all the time, I be on the grind
Hoes lookin’ me, the dollar signs run across they mind
It’s the paper, they know a n#gg# get it, get it

Shawty gone be with it, let a n#gg# get it, hold up in it
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From the album:
Fan of A Fan The Album (Expanded Edition) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2015