Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deuces , by - Chris Brown. Release date: 21.03.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Deuces |
| All that bullshit’s for the birds |
| You ain’t nothin' but a vulture-ure-ure-ure |
| Always hoping for the worst |
| Waiting for me to fuck up |
| You’ll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah |
| That knows just what I need, she know just what I mean |
| When I tell her keep it drama free |
| (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| Chu-Chuckin' up them deuces |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| Yeah, yeah, told you that I’m leaving, deuces |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| Woah, oh |
| I know you mad, but so what? |
| I wish you best of luck |
| And now I’m finna throw them deuces up |
| I’m on some new shit |
| I’m chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces) |
| I’m moving on to something better, better, better |
| No more tryna make it work (Deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye) |
| Uh, used to be Valentines, together all the time |
| Thought it was true love, but you know women lie |
| It’s like I sent my love with a text two times |
| Call 'cause I care, but I ain’t get no reply (No reply) |
| Tryna see eye to eye, but it’s like we both blind |
| Fuck it, let’s hit the club, I rarely sip but pour me some |
| 'Cause when it’s all said and done |
| I ain’t gon' be the one that she can always run to |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| I hate liars, fuck love, I’m tired of tryin' |
| My heart big, but it beat quiet |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| I don’t never feel like we vibin' |
| 'Cause every time we alone, it’s a awkward silence |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| So leave your keys on the kitchen counter |
| And give me back that ruby ring with the big diamond |
| Shit, it’s over, what you trippin' for? |
| I don’t wanna have to let you go |
| But baby, I think it’s better if I let you know |
| I’m on some new shit |
| I’m chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces) |
| I’m moving on to something better, better, better |
| No more tryna make it work, no (Deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, oh-oh, deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye to her, yeah (Say bye-bye) |
| Look, my shawty always on some bullshit like Chicago |
| So I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow |
| Deuces, we ain’t got no future in tomorrow |
| I’m a dick, so it shouldn’t be that hard to swallow |
| The other chick I’m with never complainin' |
| She make me wanna leave the one I’m with, Usher Raymond |
| Prolly didn’t register, don’t trip, later on it will |
| Shorty full of drama, like Gangsta Gri-zills |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| I finally noticed it, it finally hit me |
| Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| I got a new chick, and she ain’t you |
| She Paula Patton thick. |
| she give me déjà vu |
| (Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) |
| And all that attitude, I don’t care about it |
| But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear about it |
| Breezy rep two up, two down |
| But I’m just puttin' two up, chuckin' up the deuce now (Oh!) |
| I’m on some new shit |
| I’m chuckin' my deuces up to her, oh-oh (Deuces) |
| I’m moving on to something better, better, better (Better, baby) |
| No more tryna make it work, hey (Deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, say, say) |
| Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, bye-bye, deuces) |
| You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye) |
| Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, say, say) |
| Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye), deuces |