Shut Up (feat. Bener & Problem )

Chris Brown

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    Shut up! shut up!
    Shut up! shut up!

    All they talking they making no brick
    You ain’t got no money bitch shut up!

    I’m in the night club rolling butter
    She wants me to fuck without a rubber man
    She got three kids and she wants to have another
    Not me, no way, i need another diam iece that ay
    Rose, no thanks, i’m on the sace in this cold but i’m bay
    Bitches throw chain well than more than 16 zippers
    Fresh cold hoodie, lv slippers all this mollie and
    All this striers let me smoke my joint keep the switcher
    Cold the flipper fuck a gold digger, i’m a babe boy yeah baby real go get her
    My song better tell this bitch shut up
    ’cause talking like that i get a boyfriend cut us

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    Shut up! shut up! all they talking they making no brick
    Fe-fe-feeling myself so it ain’t no fucking
    So it ain’t no fucking if you ain’t give me here
    So tell the bitch shut up! tell that nigga shut up!
    So tell that bitch shut up! tell that nigga shut up!
    All they yepping they no action you the cracking
    If you’re tryin to make it happy bitch

    Problems, where the legs with no ashes
    Is like going to the moe with no cash
    So like switch it up, switch it up
    Check coward nigga drop it now big it up
    Big it up, big it up,
    Do your thing, bitch going get susses
    Fuck you, will you came with the club
    Need a big spot, ain’t talking stans bitch
    Bottle poppin five top lighting up the chain
    Money cop with the language
    Understand me, you’d better listen me when i talk like a granny
    Baby pants going down no hammy
    Wild niga act the pussy with a dick hell the tranny
    Friends let the famy, friends let the famy
    Niggas jump shit, we go for heat no miami
    Diamond ain’t the family problems the name
    Licky licky licky now she glad that she came

    Look look, shut up ! money too long
    Looking for a do do mama that i can just pull bone
    We too strong i’m tryint to get that pussy when you talking to a dawn
    Don’t be talking too long,
    Mile close, don’t speak, standing on the beach, go b
    Pop moly, no sleep, she’ll be going hard like for weeks,
    I still hoe 35 mill hoes, says she want it kick it out good like a feel go
    25 kay that’s a ear low, 25 mill in the year though
    My money on another level i don’t buy my girl shoes but my bitch a petal
    Room room not ferrari just as much as the level
    She wanna eat some pussy i’ma let her

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    Composición: Chris Brown, Berner y Problem

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