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chris brown – weakest link كلمات اغاني

[intro: goldie & quavo]
now we can settle this like you got some class, so we can get into some gangsta sh_t
hey, chris, i don’t want no issues, bruh
i don’t want no smoke, i don’t wanna fight you
i don’t wanna do nothin’, bruh
like, please, bruh

[chorus: chris brown]
who want smoke with me?
who want smoke with me?
who want smoke with me?
who want smoke with c?
who want_, who want smoke with me?
who want_
brr, brr, brr, yeah, yeah

[verse: chris brown]
okay, let’s get down to the facts, p_ssy, i’m dripped in red (okay)
don’t let this r&b sh_t fool you, n_ggas get ripped to shreds (get down)
quavo talkin’ like he a thug, n_gga, you a b_tch with dreads (you a b_tch)
can’t wait to see the day that you back up all that sh_t you said (you on)
what’s all that boss sh_t you talkin’? you ain’t no huncho, n_gga (ain’t no huncho)
you the weakest link outta yo’ clique, let’s keep it a hundo, n_gga (one hunnid)
you f_cked my ex_ho, that’s cool, i don’t give no f_ck, lil n_gga (still a b_tch)
’cause i f_cked yo’ ex when you were still with her, b_tch, i’m up, lil n_gga (i’m up)
they say revenge is sweet, now think about that sh_t (revenge is sweet)
don’t let that line go over your head, i might just sing about that sh_t (crack, crack, crack)
i had her fiending ’bout that d_ck, there’s something sweet about that sh_t (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
i got some tea up out that b_tch, but i ain’t go speak about that sh_t (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
wow (i got brr)
i ain’t playin’ chess with a checker player, i’m a tickin’ bomb on the detonator (yeah, yeah)
i sh_t on n_ggas, i’m a defacator, i put a migo on a ventilator (yeah, yeah, brr, what?)
stop talkin’ ’bout beatin’ girls, you was beatin’ b_tches on the elevator
we seen the tapes, that’s devastatin’ (brr, bow)
you doin’ bad, you a b_tch, and yo’ music trash (yeah yeah, yeah)
fashion week, they sat me next to yo’ lame ass, i was truly mad (what?)
all i kept thinkin’ ’bout was breakin’ yo’ face, but i gave you a pass (what?)
you lucky i ain’t wanna f_ck the money up, boy, i woulda broke you in half (brr, bow)
quit tryin’ to be tough, you ain’t like that, why you keep showin’ off? (aa)
quit talkin’ ’bout drugs, you the only pack that i been smokin’ on (wow)
i just hit my plug, told him, “come back, i’ma need more than one” (come on)
yo’ last album was a weed tray, just some bullsh_t that we roll up on (brr, bow)
you know it’s on, put you to bed, night, night, that’s sudafed (yeah)
show me that i’m tender, b_tch, time to prove what you just said, (wow, wow)
r.i.p. takeoff, he the only real one, i got true respect
crazy how when he died, everybody really wished it was you instead (oh sh_t! brr)
you trippin’, chris, don’t say that, don’t lose your head (d_mn)
you done turned the big bad wolf on, these f_ck n_ggas never knew revenge (woo)
this what happens when a f_ck n_gga push a real n_gga out to the edge (yeah)
this what happens when a dumb n_gga get fame and it get to his head (yeah)
you gon’ kiss this ring, n_gga, big “f_ck you” from my middle finger (yeah)
i tattoo my trigger finger, bring real beef to yo’ dinner table (yeah, brr, ga, bow)
my mental state ain’t ever stable, i know this sh_t gon’ sting, n_gga (bah, grrah)
i’ll run yo’ ass through the wringer, n_gga, you just got bodied by a singin’ n_gga (grr, grr, grr), b_tch
see chris brown live
get tickets as low as $60
[chorus: chris brown]
who want smoke with me?
who want smoke with me?
who want smoke with me? (who want smoke)
who want smoke with c?
who want_, who want smoke with me?
who want_ (who want_, who want_)
brr, paow, yeah, yeah, yeah

- chris brown

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