Chris Brown - Banjo lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Man, don't play wit the pussy like a banjo! (wooh)

Man, don't play wit the pussy like a banjo! (wooh)

Man, don't play wit the pussy like a banjo! (yeah)

N' all the hoes in the party hit the dance flo'

(Verse: Chris Brown)

Pull up, nigga creepin'

Colda than a muthafucka, guess it's hoe season (bitch)

Shawty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet ya

Wit these lights off, give a fuck about yo features

I'm tryna fuck! If it's 1 on 1, give me that eye soap

But if it's two of ya'll I'mma let the dice roll

It's the weekend, I could tell you been freakin'

Cuz ya poppin' Miley Cyrus and you twerkin' wit yo eyes closed

Go figure, skinny nigga wit a suit on

Bunch of bad bitches

Yeah, they like me nigga, who don't?

Drop top, everythin'

We party like the roof gone

A nigga got a pro'lem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap)

Tell 'em hold that

If you lookin' for liquor, betta lick up

My liquor zing n' ya know that

Bitches lookin' fo' a sponsorship, cha-ching, cuz I sponsor shit

Bitch I throw racks! Fucked up, got me dancin' on the flo'

Tryin' to dance in that pussy, tell me when to go

I'm tore up, feelin' like I'm 'bout to throw up

One night wit me this bitch about to blow up

[Hook: Chris Brown x2]

[Verse 2: Tyga]

Ain't shit but model bitches ova here, I'm a nigga wit $ bitch

Let's make that clear, ya here wit a Elf ear

Hoes in stock ova here & the price going up by the year

It's a good year, baby, on my blimp shit

You too defensive and sensitive that's on sum' mental shit

No sense in lingerin', can't count all ya niggas man

Only count Benjamins, he my closest friend

My wrist a wrist ice the bitch, like it's sprained and shit

I'm the nigga, nigga, yes he is

The fliest wit three yeses is, I take that pussy and ransom it

When I hit the block, betta have yo banger

That's my babe, she don't talk to strangers

She fold it close, we ain't gon' ever hang

Beat the box like wanana-bang, wanana-bang

Bang-bang

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Chris Brown)

She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it

Alley-oop bitch, ya know a nigga play whores

I play wit pussy, girl ya know that I'm a playboy

Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise

She make that ass wobble like a monster

Twerk sumethin', hurt sumethin', damn, I'mma need a doctor

A bitch wit sum' real hair straight up out the projects

And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodging

She ain't low, a butter head

She don't give a fuck about nothin' but 'er bread

But when I dance in that pussy do the running man

While all these otha niggas fucking wit Juwanna Mann's

I'm throwin' all of this $ and I'm advancin' to strippers

I got my hand on the pussy she got her hand on my zipper

She started goin' to work my shit got hard as a missile

Then she say she got a twin, I started fuckin' 'er sister

(Hook)