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[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Chris Brown:]
Pull up, nigga creeping
Colder than a motherf*cker
Guess it's ho season (bitch)
Shorty got that a*s, baby girl it's nice to meet you

With these lights off, give a f*ck about your features
I'm tryna f*ck
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 nig*a with a suit on
Bunch of bad b*tches

Yeah, they like me ni*ga, who don't?
Drop top, everything
We party like the roof gone
A ni*ga 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
B*tches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor sh*t

B*tch I throw racks
F*cked up, got me dancing on the floor
Tryna dance in that pu*sy, tell me when to go
I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me this b*tch about to blow up

[Hook]
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Tyga:]
Ain't sh*t but model b*tches over here
I'm a ni*ga with money b*tch
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 sh*t

You too defensive and sensitive
That's on some mental sh*t
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 b*tch

Like it's sprained and sh*t
I'm the ni*ga, ni*ga
Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' is
I take that pu*sy 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

[Hook]
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Chris Brown:]
She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it
Alley-oop b*tch, you know a ni*ga play whores
I play with pu*sy, girl you know that I'm a playboy
Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise

Man, she make that a*s wobble like a monster
Twerk something, hurt something
Damn, I'ma need a doctor
A b*tch with some real hair straight up out the projects

And she turn her phone off from all them ni*gas she be dodging
She ain't loyal, I brought her head
She don't give a f*ck about nothing but her bread
But when I dance in that pu*sy do the running man

While all these other nig*as f*cking with Juwanna Man
I'm throwing all of this money and I'm advancing these strippers
I got my hand on the pu*sy 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 f*cking her sister

[Hook]
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pu*sy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor