Chris Brown - Started From The Bottom (Freestyle) Songtexte

Black Benz
You repent
Give a fuck about this paper
Say you're girl is a fan now that bitch up at my table
Everyday the same cycle
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the swishers and these bitches we gone pull an all nighter
Doing this shit for VA
Two hundred on the freeway
They blowing up my phone cause they tryna get a 3-way
This shit looking like a relay
She already chose cause it's too many niggas but it's not enough hoes
Goddamnit I know you can't stand it while I discommand it
I do damage and she pull her panties down to the floor she let me cut
Think I needa bandage
imma pussy bandit
If yo nigga tripping 40 on him
tell me when to go
I put five hundred thousand on you
Why you rented four
If that shit is yours
Then what it's tented for
Throw that westside up
With them lamborghini doors
And I step right up
I make it rain I make it pour huh
Who a low-life
Nigga get it straight
All this ice
In ya face
All this money
I don't need a safe
How you talking money to a fucking bank
Now throw a couple bands on it
Walk the plank, walk the plank
Yea stand on it
That's your bitch, I'm sorry she put her hands on it
I know you hating
But you know you a fan homie
Okay I love them asian, Love them red dots
She give me brains what I call her headshots
Them white girls say they love tupac
It's hella black bitches all up on this white yacht
Yea because its snapbacks and tattoos
Girl take them tights off
come let that ass loose
This a tax write off
You know I'm that dude
And my flow is ewww like that pink thing on that baboon
Shitty, My niggas with me riding for my city
Got Virginia on my back
My autograph across her titty
Pop that pussy like I pop a wheelie
Always beatin, I committed
On the dick acting silly
Gone girl get it, get it
Fuck being low-key
I be on that loud pack
All this smoke up in the air
Can't see where the crowd at
Thinking you gone drink for free
Bitch I can't I allow that
Real nigga section
Bitch you are around that
hahah alright