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Chris Brown - Let The Blunt Go Lyrics

(feat. Problem)

[Intro:]
Big old scars
Sorry
Funk Flex, Chris Brown
Who you mad at? Me or yourself?

Gold chain, gold chain
Getting money, gonna watch these hoes change
I'm in the party got these bitches off a molly and they rolling
Bitches popping pills like its for pain
In their eyes I'm the shit
Molly probably fantasizing all about my dick
Only one real nigga, take a pic!
And all you haters, I'm gonna take your bitch!

Bridge:
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fucking for your rent, your a lame, hoe!
Oops, yeah I said that
Half of ya'll niggas in here fronting where your bread at?
Ah, ah, ah, ah gonna stutter rap
Thought so can't do it like this, broke nigga!

Hook:
If say you got to work,
Why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that? There bitch, let the blunt go!
Said you gotta work, why you're in the club, hoe!
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs, no!
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there bitch let the blunt go!

Too many cars a parade when I pull up
Glass jaw, catch a fade that's a chin up
If you ain't looking, I'm gonna eat your hoe for dinner
She said shes a virgin but I fucked her in Virginia
I ate her at the Supper Club
Bad bitches at Greystone, but they just some runner ups
Now every nigga in here seeing if you're trying to fuck
And every nigga in here scheming gonna try your luck
I'm A-1, no steak sauce nigga they spray dumb
It's like ra-ta-ta-ta- cross your baseball cap
A couple hoes in your face like Jason!

Bridge:
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fucking for your rent, your a lame, hoe!
Oops, yeah I said that
Half of ya'll niggas in here fronting where your bread at?
Ah, ah, ah, ah gonna stutter rap
Thought so can't do it like this, broke nigga!

Hook:
If say you got to work,
Why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that? There bitch, let the blunt go!
Said you gotta work, why you're in the club, hoe!
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs, no!
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there bitch let the blunt go!

Bridge:
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fucking for your rent, your a lame, hoe!
Oops, yeah I said that
Half of ya'll niggas in here fronting where your bread at?
Ah, ah, ah, ah gonna stutter rap
Thought so can't do it like this, broke nigga!

Hook:
If say you got to work,
Why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that? There bitch, let the blunt go!
Said you gotta work, why you're in the club, hoe!
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs, no!
So now you in the club trying to fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there bitch let the blunt go!


Thanks to Kake for correcting these lyrics
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