Tyga - Banjo lyrics

(with Chris Brown) [Hook - Chris Brown:] Man, don't play with the p**y like a banjo Man, don't play with the p**y like a banjo Man, don't play with the p**y like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor [Chris Brown:] Pull up, n***a creeping Colder than a motherf**er Guess it's ho season (b**h) Shorty got that a**, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off, give a f** about your features I'm tryna f** If it's one on one gimme that eye soap 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 t**ng with your eyes closed Go figure, skinny n***a with a suit on Bunch of bad b**hes Yeah, they like me n***a, who don't? Drop top, everything We party like the roof gone A n***a 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**hes looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor sh** b**h I throw racks f**ed up, got me dancing on the floor Tryna dance in that p**y, tell me when to go I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up One night with me this b**h about to blow up [Hook x2] [Tyga:] Ain't sh** but model b**hes over here I'm a n***a with money b**h 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** You too defensive and sensitive That's on some mental sh** No sense in lingering Can't count on you n***as man, only count Benjamins He my closest friend My wrist a wrist Ice the b**h Like it's sprained and sh** I'm the n***a, n***a Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' [?] I take that p**y and ransom it When I hit the block, better have your banger [?] She fold it close, we ain't gon' ever hang [?] Bang-bang [Hook x2] [Chris Brown:] She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it Alley-oop b**h, you know a n***a play who*es I play with p**y, girl you know that I'm a playboy Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise She make that a** wobble like a monster Twerk something, hurt something Damn, I'ma need a doctor A b**h with some real hair straight up out the projects And she turn her phone off from all them n***as she be dodging [?] head She don't give a f** about nothing but her bread But when I dance in that p**y do the running man While all these other n***as f**ing with [?] I'm throwing all of this money and I'm advancing these strippers I got my hand on the p**y she got her hand on my zipper She started going to work my sh** got hard as a missile Then she say she got a twin, I started f**ing her sister [Hook]