Chris Brown, Tyga, 50 Cent - I Bet lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]

[Chris Brown, Tyga, 50 Cent - I Bet lyrics]

Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
'Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet
Bet you never thought that she
Would cheat on you, nigga, i bet
Don't be mad at me
I pull that chopper out and
Squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas

Ho, shut the fuck up
Miss me with the bullshit
Ballin' like a bitch, all my niggas hood rich
Bring some bitches to the crib
Show 'em what the wood is
Your bitch look like Sheneneh, uh uh
Oh my goodness it's 500, that be the block
Then you see that ghetto bird
When you hear the shots
Where the plug at? Tell him
Meet me at the docks
Sent the little homie through


It might be the cops
Hol' up, I'm gettin' money, boy
Your girl want me 'cause I got them toys
'Raris and the Bentleys and Aventadors
Double-decker buses and them private jets
I spend it on painted on the Maserati
Look like it been shitted on
Make her lift her skirt up, if she nervous
I'm a pervert i be in that pussy deep
A nigga fuckin' up her cervix
Leave the condoms on the bed, man
I do that shit on purpose
'Cause I hope a nigga see it
When he comin' home from work

Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet (yeah)
Because she wanna be on TV with a nigga
(With a nigga) , I bet (Haha)
Bet you never thought that she
Would cheat on you, nigga, i bet
Don't be mad at me
I pull that chopper out and
Squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas

III got a hunnid on it (Ha)
She ain't faithful to you, nigga (Nah)
Word around town, you know thots get around
Nah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homie
(Homie)
I give a fuck what you know, makes no sense
You ho
Rolls gas, Royce pedal, pockets on roseo
R-Rosetta, my stones ain't meant
For the home, bitch
So comfortable, now get your
Ass off my couch, bitch
(yeah) bounce shit, mouse shit
Put in your mouth shit
I've been playin' with the pussy
Time to put that thing in
Bang it, I'm bangin', my binger off safety
I'm slayin', she taste it, she swallowed
She's wasted (Ah)
F-Fuckin' amazin'
Pump out that bass like freebasin'
It's a rough demonstration, the mileage
Replace it (Cyeah)
Come again, I replay it (Cyeah)
Speed it up, I'm speed racer (Cyeah)
Bet if you catch her lyin'
She gon' reverse it 'cause

Shawty wanna leave with a nigga (Ha) , I bet
(yeah, got your ass, bitch)
'Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga
(Woop) , I bet (Ha)
Bet you never thought that she
Would cheat on you, nigga, i bet
Don't be mad at me
I pull that chopper out and
Squeeze on you niggas (yeah)
No sympathy for you niggas (50)

I bet your bitch'll be ready when
I say I'm finna leave
We only fuck with the foreigns
Ferrari horse on the keys
You be that nigga she call on
When she need someone to love
I be that nigga, we just turn up
We just spoiled havin' fun (Ow)
After the strokin'
I be nuttin' in her mouth like this
And you come home like, "Honey, I'm home
Come and give me kiss" (Haha)
It's not a thing for me
Really not a thing for me
We from different sets
Why your bitch wanna bang with me?
All the time, all the time, I be on the grind
Hoes look at me
The dollar signs run across they mind
It's the paper, they know a nigga get it
Get it
Shawty gon' be with it, let a nigga get it
Hold up in it

Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet (yeah)
Because she wanna be on TV with a nigga
(With a nigga) , I bet (Haha)
Bet you never thought that she
Would cheat on you, nigga, i bet
Don't be mad at me
I pull that chopper out and
Squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas
Y'all bitch-ass niggas got me fucked up i'm
Not fuckin' y'all niggas i don't
Give a fuck who y'all is and
I don't give a fuck if
You Chris Brown or Tyga and y'all
Not givin' me my coin i
Wanna be on TV, I wanna be
On Love and Hip Hop
On Hollywood and shit don't get it fucked up

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