Chris Brown - MFTR (Remix) lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas

Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everythin' (x2)

Gon' make it bang, gon' make it bang

Gettin' followed by them hollows, gon' make it bang

Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen, amen, hey

Wavin' at these niggas, hey

Start wavin' at these niggas, amen, hey

Wavin' at these niggas, hey

(Verse)

Sawed-off shotty, we 'bout pump a nigga

I Kirk out for them Franklins, I stomp a nigga

Virginia mind, I dump on 'em and throw the gun away

The shoe fits weird, nigga, now run them Penny Hardaways

Ya can't have a conscience when ya a god, nigga

What the fuck is a city to a Godzilla?

Okay, now everybody tough, everybody buff

Tell ya, 'Shoot at they feet", and watch them double Dutch

Oh, no, then dance, lil nigga, dance, lil nigga

Ya by yourself now, what's the plan, lil nigga?

Gon' make it bang, go and make it bang

Pusha just want the money, I'm takin' everythin'

Hand me the ratchet, put everythin' in the basket

All of the paper and plastic, hollows, I'm givin' them out

Run in yo house, stickin' a gun in yo mouth

Niggas turn religious when they starin' at the devil

Pull that trigger, chopper Rocky like I'm playin' heavy metal, ah

(Hook)