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Kid Red Ft Chris Brown Fool Wit It (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Red
Kid Red
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Da on the Track
Da on the Track
Composer
Mario Johnson
Mario Johnson
Songwriter
Eric Collins Jr.
Eric Collins Jr.
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ya Baby I'ma fool wit it All this money, what you gon' do wit it? I got a lawyer for the case, girl Just let me know if you wit it I don't really plan for tomorrow I just do whatever i want You're damn right i'ma act a fool wit it You're damn right i'ma act a fool wit it I'm bout to act a fool wit all these bitches I'm rollin' backwoods up i swear its my religion And you can kick it baby under one condition That you twerk it for a nigga like a video audition I just wanna see you put it in reverse Ba-back it up and dump it in a pile like some dirt B-big booty, lil booty go to work B-big booty, lil booty go to work She just trynna pay her bills and get a purse Waitin' on a check, she said it's comin' on the first Nigga might help her i'm a victim of the thirst Told Brown get a friend after that we disperse L-let me get some toppy with the top off In that rari all red like hot sauce Stones ruby red lookin' like grapefruit Diamonds on my lookin' clearer than some grey juice And my niggas Wrappin' trap money made that quarter off of chickens Jive ass turkeys won't make it to thanksgiving Make that hundred million then I take that shit back to Virginia Monkey bidness man that shit just so bananas Lamborghini white and black, call that shit a panda Call game, excuse me where my fuckin' manners My dick'll have her smilin' like a fuckin' jack-o-lantern Bitches say they need that white girl or that hannah montana I keep shittin' on these niggas like I poo-pooed in a pamper Oh shit I'm dodgin' police and the cameras Watch me Instagram that bitch, i bet that ho a dancer Big booty wit a super flat stomach I tried to fuck that bitch but she start askin' for the money She says that she's been fucking with me since I made run in Who the hell you think I am a mofuckin' dummy? Ok, I'm the shit nigga fuck a nomination Give yo bitch the dick I don't need no conversation Watch me whip it, watch me whip it like a fuckin' dominatrix Best not waist my time ho, I'm all out of patience I got money ballin' ye high Ballin' like I'm 8 high Roll another swisher bitch you know a nigga stay high Eat that pussy up, beat it up, are you fuckin' kitten Put that dick up in your life, I'm fuckin' up your kidneys I'm spendin' that paper she gettin' that money she ready to go Fuckin' wit all of them models, I'm popin' that bottle, she swallow I'm checkin' her throat I want a freak she went to me Stuck in her Intagram likin' her posts She in the pink, i'm in the mink I pull it out watch her take off her clothes I'm bout to make a song for all the strippers Already bought artillery for all my niggas And for you lyin' hoes quit the Robin Givens Call it murder when I tour I make a mofuckin' killin'!
Writer(s): Christopher Brown, David L Doman, Jabari Lameen Amir Alaji Sharif, Kid Red Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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