lirik lagu chris brown - compadre (original version)
[intro]
(murda on the beat, so it’s not nice)
[pre~chorus: chris brown]
yeah, all these pills, i can’t hear what you sayin’
drugs, all these drugs, yeah, b~tch
goin’ to the moon, beam me up, smokin’ high sh~t
gas, smokin’ gas, that fire sh~t
[chorus: chris brown]
i’m runnin’ plays, i’m connected with the plug
huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre
my homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day
it ain’t no easy routes ’cause we get it the hard way, yeah
[verse 1: chris brown]
olé, olé, olé, i just found out the play
got my b~tch all on his line sendin’ his location
you must think you sl!ck, huh, pull up with the stick
revolver, hollow sh~lls, so you won’t find out who did it
disappear like houdini, drop the top, that’s a magic trick
three lamborghinis, you f~ck n~ggas on that rentin’ sh~t
cool as sh~t, through with all the foolish sh~t
you know got the rugers, with the tooliеs with
yeah, that’s a .30 clip, yeah
[pre~chorus: chris brown]
all thesе pills, i can’t hear what you sayin’
drugs, all these drugs, yeah, b~tch
goin’ to the moon, beam me up, smokin’ high sh~t
gas, smokin’ gas, that fire sh~t
[chorus: chris brown, kap g]
i’m runnin’ plays, i’m connected with the plug
huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre (my compadre)
my homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day (out in broad day)
it ain’t no easy routes ’cause we get it the hard way, yeah (oh, yeah)
[verse 2: kap g]
wakin’ up, i’m feelin’ like i’m pablo (pablo)
i got some partners with the duffle like i’m ralo (damu)
i got some partners who gon’ pull up with them hollows (skrrt)
your bih gon’ send me your location from your iphone (ayy, brr)
pull up in the trenches, uh (pull up in the trenches)
n~gga, pull up with extensions, uh (pull up with extensions)
i keep on lightin’ them b~tches (yeah)
i got the sauce and i’m drippin’ (woo)
i’m dripped in designer
call me “big tymin,” i’m just bein’ honest (uh, uh, yeah)
we got it on us (woo), we pull up in hondas (woo)
you don’t want the drama (woah), you talk to your honor (yeah)
[pre~chorus: chris brown, kap g]
all these pills, i can’t hear what you sayin’ (kap g)
drugs, all these drugs, yeah, b~tch
goin’ to the moon, beam me up, smokin’ high sh~t
gas, smokin’ gas, that fire sh~t
[chorus: chris brown]
i’m runnin’ plays, i’m connected with the plug
huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre
my homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day
it ain’t no easy routes ’cause we get it the hard way
[verse 3: chris brown]
n~ggas always say they real, they the ones be snitchin’ (yeah)
n~ggas claim they k!llers, but half of these n~ggas b~tches (woo)
i ain’t gotta talk about
yeah, you know we hoppin’ out exotic lamborghini’s and ferrari’s, zero on the mileage
only f~ck with you when you up
so when they hop back on my d~ck, i won’t really give a f~ck
are you real or fake? f~ck all you imitators
’cause i got fire shooters in my truck, yeah
[pre~chorus: chris brown]
all these pills, i can’t hear what you sayin’
drugs, all these drugs, yeah, b~tch
goin’ to the moon, beam me up, smokin’ high sh~t
gas, smokin’ gas, that fire sh~t
[chorus: chris brown]
i’m runnin’ plays, i’m connected with the plug
huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre
my homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day
it ain’t no easy routes ’cause we get it the hard way
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