Chris Brown – Shabba lyrics

Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba My niggas, we fuck up some commas Some of them dirty like shabba Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling like shabba How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch living in Bompton But I be training these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go fuck up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba Shawty ride with a nigga through the west coast Down south pimp, I done left hoes My life so good, I done blessed hoes I might crowd surf for my next show All of my niggas is trappers We take the dope on the road You see the line 'round the corner We selling dope at the shows You see the ice on my wrist You see my neck full of gold Boy, you at home with your girlfriend I got a house full of hoes Homie, I stay on the road I make a play, then I go I got a house full of cocaine They wanna play in the snow Bare foreign jaws thought my name was shabba I ain't a fuckery, I ain't a passer I got a one peng ting that cooks me pasta I chuck bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra Man my gyal wanna gimme goodie good good But she done told me this hoody too hood My gyal wan' smoke dope in the hood I told her hold on baby, go suck on this wood She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go fuck up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba She wanna shut up Gyal wanna get with a trapper Blowing on sess with the grubber Gold tee like shabba Trap boy turned rapper She go down south, then back up Man can't wife up no slapper Man bust that ting to my brudda Sent P's to my mother Trap in the street for the guala Man bet' have some manners Tings yeah, we got lot of Foreign gyal looking proper Give her shots like a chopper Bad joints rolling up the grams Wanna love a man like I'm shabba She seeing gold chains and cocaine Spend coco dance on the dope So a nigga aim that so string I pray a nigga never touch my homie Man down if you touch my homie Man down, man down, man down Lift her up, make her home shake I got the Gs like I'm OJ We serving P for the cocaine It's up to no hoe, oh no way Told the feds I ain't giving up no names Amnes' coming in plentily Amnes' coming in loads, aye Hand on my friend here put her hand On my friend, get toasty She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go fuck up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba Through the street with a bracker No key, getting mon' up Smoke ki' like my brother Gold tee like shabba Ring ring, setting one up OT selling packer TU, that's turn up Walked in, front the run up Uck face tryna uck us T like, man shut up Sea side getting guala Gyal give a man utter Daylights so they stutter She's calling me dada I told her uh uh Boom boom in the bedroom So wet like I broke her bladder I'm old school like shabba Rock all gold like shabba Bad bitches they hol' up Wanna do man under the covers Beemer, Bentley or Hummer Spring, winter or summer Ring trap, where the runner? Big strap, need another Man to hold it up Big bags, can't fold it Section, OHB, better notice She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go fuck up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba Explain Request ×

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