Chris Brown - Banjo (Lyrics)

[Hook: Chris Brown]

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

Pull up, nigga creeping

Colder than a motherfucker

Guess it's ho season (bitch)

Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you

With these lights off, give a fuck about your features

I'm tryna fuck

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 twerking with your eyes closed

Go figure, skinny nigga with a suit on

Bunch of bad bitches

Yeah, they like me nigga, who don't?

Drop top, everything

We party like the roof gone

A nigga 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

Bitches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor shit

Bitch I throw racks

Fucked up, got me dancing on the floor

Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go

I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up

One night with me this bitch about to blow up

[Hook: Chris Brown x2]

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Verse 2: Tyga]

Ain't shit but model bitches over here

I'm a nigga with money bitch

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 shit

You too defensive and sensitive

That's on some mental shit

No sense in lingering

Can't count on you niggas man, only count Benjamins

He my closest friend

My wrist a wrist

Ice the bitch

Like it's sprained and shit

I'm the nigga, nigga

Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' [?]

I take that pussy 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: Chris Brown x2]

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]

She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it

Alley-oop bitch, you know a nigga play whores

I play with pussy, girl you know that I'm a playboy

Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise

She make that ass wobble like a monster

Twerk something, hurt something

Damn, I'ma need a doctor

A bitch with some real hair straight up out the projects

And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodging

[?] head

She don't give a fuck about nothing but her bread

But when I dance in that pussy do the running man

While all these other niggas fucking with [?]

I'm throwing all of this money and I'm advancing these strippers

I got my hand on the pussy she got her hand on my zipper

She started going to work my shit got hard as a missile

Then she say she got a twin, I started fucking her sister

[Hook: Chris Brown]

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo

And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor