Chris Brown - M.F.T.R. (Remix) lyrics

(Hook) Creep up on these n***as, creep up on these n***as Speak up on it, n***a, speak up on it, n***a Walk up in that b**h and wave at everything Walk up in that b**h and wave at everything Gon’ make it bang, gon’ make it bang Getting followed by them hollows, gon’ make it bang n***as ain’t been to church in a minute But it’s funny how that TEC make a n***a get religious Amen, amen, hey Waving at these n***as, hey Start waving at these n***as, amen, hey Waving at these n***as, hey (Verse) Sawed-off shotty, we ’bout pump a n***a I Kirk out for them Franklins, I stomp a n***a Virginia mind, I dump on ’em and throw the gun away The shoe fits weird, n***a, now run them Penny Hardaways You can’t have a conscience when you a god, n***a What the f** is a city to a Godzilla? Okay, now everybody tough, everybody buff Tell you, “Shoot at they feet”, and watch them double Dutch Oh, no, then dance, little n***a, dance, little n***a You by yourself now, what’s the plan, little n***a? Gon’ make it bang, go and make it bang Pusha just want the money, I’m taking everything Hand me the ratchet, put everything in the basket All of the paper and plastic, hollows, I’m giving them out Run in your house, sticking a gun in your mouth n***as turn religious when they staring at the devil Pull that trigger, chopper Rocky like I’m playing heavy metal, ah (Hook) Creep up on these n***as, creep up on these n***as Speak up on it, n***a, speak up on it, n***a Walk up in that b**h and wave at everything Walk up in that b**h and wave at everything Gon’ make it bang, gon’ make it bang Getting followed by them hollows, gon’ make it bang n***as ain’t been to church in a minute But it’s funny how that TEC make a n***a get religious Amen, amen, hey Waving at these n***as, hey Start waving at these n***as, amen, hey Waving at these n***as, hey