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    [Hook: Chris Brown]
    Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
    Cause she wanna be on Tv with a nigga, I bet
    Bet you never thought that she would
    cheat on you, nigga, I bet
    Don't be mad at me
    I pull that chopper out and squeeze
    on you niggas
    No sympathy for you niggas

    [Verse 1: Chris Brown]
    Ho, shut the fuck up, miss me with the bullshit
    Balling like a bitch
    all my niggas hood rich
    Bring some bitches to the crib
    show 'em what the wood is
    Your bitch look like shanayay, nah-uh, oh my goodness
    It's 500, that be the block
    Then you see that ghetto bird
    when you hear the shots
    Where the plug at? Tell him meet me at the docks
    Sent the little homie through, it might be the cops
    Hold up, I'm getting money, boy
    Your girl want me cause I got them toys
    Rari's and the Bentleys and the bender doors
    Double decker 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 pussy deep
    a nigga fuckin' up her cervix
    Leave the condoms on the bed, man
    I do that shit on purpose
    Cause I hope a nigga see
    it when he comin' home from work

    [Hook]
    Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
    Cause she wanna be on Tv with a nigga, I bet
    Bet you never thought that she would
    cheat on you, nigga, I bet
    Don't be mad at me
    I pull that chopper out and squeeze
    on you niggas
    No sympathy for you niggas

    [Verse 2: Tyga]
    I got a hundred on it
    She ain't faithful to you, nigga
    Word around town, you know thots get around
    Nah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homie
    I gave her fuck what you know, makes no sense you, ho
    Rolls gas pedals, Pockets on roseo
    Rosetta, my stones ain't meant for the home, bitch
    So comfortable, now get
    your ass off my couch, bitch
    Bounce shit, mouse shit, put in your mouth shit
    I've been playin' with the pussy
    time to put that thing in
    Bang it, I'm bangin', my binger off safety
    I'm slayin', she chased it
    she swallowed, she wasted
    Fuckin' amazin', pump out that bass like freebasin'
    It's a rough demonstration
    the mileage, replace it
    Come again, I replay it, speed it up
    I'm speed racer
    Bet if you catch her lyin'
    she gonna reverse it cause

    [Hook]
    Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
    Cause she wanna be on Tv with a nigga, I bet
    Bet you never thought that she would
    cheat on you, nigga, I bet
    Don't be mad at me
    I pull that chopper out and squeeze
    on you niggas
    No sympathy for you niggas

    [Verse 3: 50 Cent]
    I bet your bitch'll be ready
    when I say I'm finna leave
    We only fuck with the foreign
    Ferrari horse on them keys
    You be that nigga she call on
    when she need someone to love
    I be that nigga, we just turn up
    we just spoiled havin' fun
    After the stroking I be nuttin'
    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 bitch wanna bang with me?
    All the time, all the time, I be on the grind
    Hoes look at me
    the dollar signs run across they mind
    It's the paper, they know a nigga get it, get it
    Shawty gone be with it, let a nigga get it
    hold up in it

    [Hook]
    Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
    Cause she wanna be on Tv with a nigga, I bet
    Bet you never thought that she would
    cheat on you, nigga, I bet
    Don't be mad at me
    I pull that chopper out and squeeze
    on you niggas
    No sympathy for you niggas

    [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

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