Dat Night Chris Brown (Ft. Trey Songz & Young Thug)

[Intro: Trey Songz, Young Thug]
Yeah!
Ayy, I fucked 'round and made them niggas
Goddamn open 'em all up tonight, you know what I mean?
Breezy!
I swear to God
Trigga!
Matter of fact, ayy, ayy, ayy, call the sheriff, man, call the sheriff

[Chorus: Trey Songz, Young Thug, Chris Brown, Trey Songz & Chris Brown]
All my bitches, all my bitches (Slatt)
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago (Yeah)
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Baby)
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Ayy)
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago (Ayy)
L.A., New York, then Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Slatt-slatt, I go)
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks (Yeah)
Know who hittin' licks (Yeah, yeah), get this money blindfolded (Slatt)
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago (Ayy)
Shakin' that ass naked with her friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers, but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy (Ooh)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Baby, fuck the situation, fuck them bitches hatin' (Ooh, yeah-yeah)
Fuck a pillow-talkin' nigga that be instigatin' (Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Frustrated, now I know why they all hate me (Why? Ooh)
I fuck they bitches and they know that I make pretty babies (Hahaha, woo!)
Detroit got me back on my back fuckin' Black bitches (Yeah-yeah, yeah!)
Tippin' four and I'm pourin' four of Actavis (Ugh)
She know every time I turn up (What?), I keep fuckin' up mattresses (Yeah!)
Tryna ask me why I don't nut (Ha), Percocet make the dick like a magician (Yikes! Damn)
Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different?
'Cause I cash different
But tryna get my bitches, huh
You gotta pay for that last minute, bitch