Bitches N Marijuana Chris Brown & Tyga (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro: Tyga]
Let me see
Ha!

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Ha! T-ballin', globetrotter (Woo)
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter (Ha)
Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire (Ha)
I tell her that's all you get like Street Fighter
Nah (Woo), walk with me (Yeah), yeah, talk to me (Yeah)
That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, fall asleep to the movie (Ha!)
Motherfuckin' goonies (Yeah), Cartier rubies (Ha)
Coupe, no top, yeah, I took off the Kufi (Phew)
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'USSÉ, I'm doosin'
I might just be right with my bitch in jacuzzi (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga (Woo)
I'ma knock that pussy out, fight night, nigga (Yeah)
I'ma light it up, pass it to the right, nigga (Woo)
All bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas, yeah