Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Banjo, artist - Chris Brown. Date of issue: 23.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Banjo |
| Man, don’t play with the pussy like a banjo |
| Man, don’t play with the pussy like a banjo |
| Man, don’t play with the pussy like a banjo |
| And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor |
| Pull up, nigga creeping |
| Colder than a motherfucker |
| Guess it’s ho season (bitch) |
| Shorty got that ass, baby girl it’s nice to meet you |
| With these lights off, give a fuck about your features |
| I’m tryna fuck |
| If it’s one on one gimme that ISO |
| But if it’s two of ya’ll I’ma let the dice roll |
| It’s the weekend, I could tell you been freaking |
| Cause you popping Miley Cyrus and you twerking with your eyes closed |
| Go figure, skinny nigga with a suit on |
| Bunch of bad bitches |
| Yeah, they like me nigga, who don’t? |
| Drop top, everything |
| We party like the roof gone |
| A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap) |
| Tell 'em hold that |
| If you looking for liquor, better lick up |
| My liquor zing and you know that |
| Bitches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor shit |
| Bitch I throw racks |
| Fucked up, got me dancing on the floor |
| Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go |
| I’m tore up, feeling like I’m 'bout to throw up |
| One night with me this bitch about to blow up |
| Ain’t shit but model bitches over here |
| I’m a nigga with money bitch |
| Let’s make that clear |
| You here with a Elf ear |
| Hoes in stock over here |
| And 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 some mental shit |
| No sense in lingering |
| Can’t count on you niggas man, only count Benjamins |
| He my closest friend |
| My wrist’s a risk |
| Ice the bitch |
| Like it’s sprained and shit |
| I’m the nigga, nigga |
| Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' is |
| I take that pussy and ransom it (now give it some date) |
| When I hit the block, better have your 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 manana-bing, manana-bang-bang |
| She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it |
| Alley-oop bitch, you know a nigga play whores |
| I play with pussy, girl you know that I’m a playboy |
| Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise |
| Man, she make that ass wobble like a monster |
| Twerk something, hurt something |
| Damn, I’ma need a doctor |
| A bitch with some real hair straight up out the projects |
| And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodging |
| She ain’t loyal, I brought her head |
| She don’t give a fuck about nothing but her bread |
| But when I dance in that pussy do the running man |
| While all these other niggas fucking with Juwanna Man |
| I’m throwing all of this money and I’m advancing these strippers |
| I got my hand on the pussy she got her hand on my zipper |
| She started going to work my shit got hard as a missile |
| Then she said she had a twin, I started fucking her sister |