In Love With the Bitches

[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