Yellow Tape Lyrics

Chris Brown:
What you say? Wait a minute
Dont compare me to them other niggas
Devil hater, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pleasure bitches
Where the real friends at when you really need 'em
When I was locked up in the county I ain't even see 'em
I got my own lane, lonely
What happen to the bitches in the party
A 100 bottles that was every week-end
Bitches by to view my crib, I don't call to see em
At the 3am you know we getting freaky
Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings

Too all the fake lovin
Fake hollywood, fake passion
Fake gang bang, when they climb on the pole and shit
Fake titties and cocaine and all this pussy
I be cryin'

Too up in it, need to bring a bottle
And if it's my time to go I'm takin' everybody
Don't care my nigga we shootin' anybody
And if it ain't your girl nigga don't worry about it
I hear em talking down on me, down on me
But where they at when I ain't got a 100 rounds on me
I think I had enough to hear about 'em niggas
You know your killers they feel my niggas
So what you tryna tryna do, tryna tryna do
Dancing around the issue
Bitch you know you're running out of moves
I keep it real my nigga
This Richard mille hella clear cost a mil my nigga
Yeah, give a f**k about how you feel my nigga
Back the mic got the [?] we can feel like thriller
Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
But hope you make no money, but I rather help you spend it

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