Chris Brown - Dolce lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] They say, “f** you, where your friends at?” We say, “f** it, where the bands at?” We say, “b**h you by the car? No” I tell the b**h I love the bottle b**h you be busy, why you callin’? See that b**h is poppin’ bars now [Hook: Chris Brown] Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Baby, you the finest, booty bouncin’ That’s why I put you in designer, I’m movin’ mountains Haters get the f** from round, we don’t f** around You know when you hear that chopper sound, somebody got laid down Hasta luego Play with the bricks like they Legos Too drunk, I’mma f** up my kidneys Come check out my brain like Play-Dough All my k**ers, they do what I say so All my b**hes stay down, you don’t mess with Got a b**h who just do what I need Hold a burner and roll up my weed and mind my babies It’s hard to tell if she really loves me Or is it the Dolce I’m too f**ed up at the moment To even recognize your face, we was too f**ed up [Hook: Chris Brown] Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say [Verse 3: Young Blacc] She blowin’ my phone up She want that dick first thing in the morning Skrrt off in the foreign Just give me some head, that p**y is borin’ Sellin’ p**y like it’s real estate Puttin’ jugs on the interstate Old clip out the H-Town On the southside with my n***a Trey You n***as is foolish, you soundin’ so stupid Just left from my j**eller Like what is you doin’? Just got back from tour, I’m livin’ like Lucious I be drunk off the D’ucé Two hoes, call it two play Man down at the trap house Tell ’em take mine, we done that play OHB, that’s the set n***a Father sellin’ them bricks now Got a redbone on the westdie That bang head like TIP n***a I’m good wherever I go I’m stacked up and they know With the top down on my king sh** I got the keys n***a, like Hov [Hook: Chris Brown] Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day I don’t give a f** what your hoe say