Chris Brown - I Bet Lyrics
[Hook]Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I betCuz she wanna be on tv with a nigga, I betBet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I betDon't be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggasNo sympathy for you niggas[Verse 1]Oh shut the ***** up, miss me with the bullshitsBalling like a *****, all my niggas hood richBring some *****es to the crib, show 'em what the wood isYour ***** look like shanayay, oh my goodnessIt's five hundred, that be the blockThen you see that ghetto bird when you hear the shotsWhere the plug at? Tell ‘em meet me at the docksSent the little homie through, might be the copsHold up I’m getting’ money boy your girl want me cuz I got ‘em toysRari's and the Bentleys and the bender doorsDouble dicker buses and them private jets I spend it onPainted on the Maserati, look like it been shitted onMake her lift her skirt up, if she nervous I'm a pervertI be in the ***** deep, a nigga *****ing up her cervexLeave the condoms on the bed, man, I do that shit on purposeCuz I hope a nigga see it when he comin' home from work[Hook][Verse 1]I got a hunit on itShe ain't faithful to you, niggaRun around town, you know thoughts get aroundNah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homieI gave her ***** what you know, makes no sense you hoerRolls gas pedals, Pockets on roseoRosetta, my stones ain't meant for the home, *****So comfortable (now get your ass off my couch, *****)Bounce shit, mouth shit, put in your mouth shitI've been playin' with the *****, time to put that thing inBang it, I'm banging, my binger ‘bout safetyI'm slayin', she chased it, she swallowed, she wasted*****ing amazing, pump out that bass like free basin'It's about a demonstration, the mileage, replace itCome again, I replay it, speed it up, I'm speed racerBetter if you catch her line, she gonna reverse it cuz[Hook]I bet your ***** would be ready when I said I’m fine to leaveWe all ***** with fine Ferrari, hoers and the keysYou’ll be that nigga that she call over when she need someone to loveI’ll be that nigga witch is ball out forAfter this struggling I be nothin' in her mouth like thisAnd you come home like, honey, I'm home, come and give me kissIt's not a thing for me, really not a thing for meWe from different sets, why your ***** wanna bang with me?All the time, all the time, I be on the grindHoes lookin’ me, the dollar signs run across they mindIt's the paper, they know a nigga get it, get itShawty gone be with it, let a nigga get it, hold up in it[Hook]
