In Love With the Bitches

Lyrics

[Intro] (Mustard on the beat, ho) [Verse 1: Chris Brown] You envious to all my niggas livin' right You mad 'cause we can pop bottles every fuckin' night Poppin' them pills when we chill, for real Smokin' straight gas, I'ma see you in another life Bitch, I'm blunted, just look at my eyes, I won't fuckin' lie Catch a vibe, codeine got me leanin', I'm about to slide OHB, yeah, we ride or die, better pick a side And when I get that pussy, you gon' blame it on the liquor, right? When you gon' let a real nigga live? 'Cause ain't nothin' for me to call up a side bitch Girl, let a lightskin nigga get up in 'em ribs And you can bring your girls, promise I won't fuck them bitches Damn, you been frontin' on that all night I gotta leave, come with me on this red eye She want relationship and I was willin' to pay that tuition Fuckin' up her decision, but I'm in love with the bitches (Hey!) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby, I tried but I can't, I tried (Ooh, yeah) 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Oh, no) Too drunk, had a threesome They done caught me on cam' and got pictures And we was drinkin' everythin' What would a young nigga do if it was you? Damn, they done told everythin' It's real fucked up, but I'm in love with the bitches [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown] Oh-woah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Yeah, baby) Oh-woah, yeah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches [Verse 2: Young Lo, Chris Brown] I swear I love all these bitches, especially the freak hoes Line 'em up and knock 'em down like free throws Swear I'm young Wilt, hit 'em with the steal, leave that pussy killed Lick that kitty, I should leave the ho a bill Yeah, I'm ballin' on point, like it's a milli' in the mattress Wake up every mornin', different bitches in the mansion Models gettin' high, throwin' whippets in the attic My nigga burnt out, got these hoes snortin' aspirin And we gon' throw a party, takin' molly, lookin' for the bottles Eat that pussy, eat that pussy, call me sloppy papi Swervin' in the newest foreign, ridin' with the carbon Poppin' your bitch, nigga, why you even need to call him? (Hey!) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby, I tried but I can't, I tried (Ooh, yeah) 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Oh, no) Too drunk, had a threesome They done caught me on cam' and got pictures And we was drinkin' everythin' What would a young nigga do if it was you? Damn, they done told everythin' It's real fucked up, but I'm in love with the bitches [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown] Oh-woah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Yeah, baby) Oh-woah, yeah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches [Verse 3: Young Blacc, Chris Brown] Let, let Let a real nigga hit it (Me) Magnum XL's, only real niggas fitted (Oh, Lord) Got her walkin' limp 'cause I gave her the business (Yeah) Now she comin' to the crib to bust it down with her sister (Ha) Slide to the club, fifty deep on that late night (Skrrt) Back to the crib, might eat her 'cause it's date night (I do) Bitches textin' tryna give a nigga threesomes (I do) Henny dick goon, so I might as well beast 'em (Ah!) My niggas be winnin', my side bitches be trippin' I put that dick in they stomach and then I take 'em to dinner I'm just playin' it safe, take my strap on the road (Yeah) I mean what I say 'cause I love these hoes, wassup? (Hey!) [Chorus: Chris Brown, Young Blacc] Baby, I tried but I can't (True), I tried (Ooh, yeah) 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Oh, no) Too drunk, had a threesome They done caught me on cam' and got pictures And we was drinkin' everythin' What would a young nigga do if it was you? Damn, they done told everythin' It's real fucked up, but I'm in love with the bitches [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown] Oh-woah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches (Yeah, baby) Oh-woah, yeah 'Cause I'm in love with these bitches