Chris Brown, Schoolboy Q, Tyga - Bitches N Marijuana lyrics

Let me see ha!

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you
Move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana

Ha! T ballin', globetrotter (Woo)
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter
(Ha)
Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire
(Ha) i tell her that's all you
Get like Street Fighter
Nah (Woo) , walk with me (yeah) , yeah, talk to me (yeah)


That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me
Kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip
Fall asleep to the movie (Ha)
Motherfuckin' goonies
(yeah) , Cartier rubies (Ha)
Coupe, no top, yeah, I took off the Kufi
(Phew)
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'USSÉ, I'm doosin'
I might just be right with
My bitch in jacuzzi (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga (Woo)
I'ma knock that pussy out, fight night, nigga
(yeah)
I'ma light it up, pass it to the right, nigga
(Woo)
All bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas
Yeah

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
(Ha, woo) , yeah bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you
Move that you a problem (You a problem)
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em (yeah)
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em (Oh ooh)
Got bitches and marijuana (Look, haha)

Pull up, got the fat sack
With some clean motherfuckers, no hood rats
Yeah, we suited and booted
You know your bitch 'bout to toot it
She want love from a nigga
That's a heart attack (Yack)
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sendin' naked pics
'cause my phone tapped
Black mask, duffel bag and a hunnid racks
I don't snitch
But I could show you where the money at
Me, nigga it's right here
Got girls and they all on
My lap, they with me, nigga
Hell, yeah you see the Lambo' parked in
The trap, that's me, nigga
I own it while you livin' on a lease, nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches on a leash
Nigga i smoke it by the pound
What you talkin' 'bout?
I dick your bitch down then I walk it out
(Oh)

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana (yeah)
I can tell by the way you
Move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana (I got 'em)
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
(Hol' up)
I got 'em, I got 'em (I got 'em, uh, yeah)
Got bitches and marijuana (yeah, ayy)

Grimy nigga way too groovy for the Grammys
(Uh)
Overseas collectin' panties, poppin' Xanies
(Ha, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram
Hot damn hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky, do the blingy (Uh)
I'm spendin' hunnids, all the fifties (Uh)
Word around the city, I'm that
Niggy but this month, i made a milli
(Uh) another month, another milli, man
That shit be gettin' silly
Man, bitch, you lookin' silly
Uh, why you broke? Go get a check
Uh, and when you fly, who need a jet?
She wanna move out to the West, uh (West)
She want them diamonds on her neck (yeah)
And palm trees in the yard
Wanna be's with a star, huh?
And get the keys to the car, huh
And wanna lick on every scar, huh
My money good, shit
We buyin' off the bar right now right now
Uh, who got the weed right now, right now?

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you
Move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana