Dash Chris Brown (Ft. Smoke Boys)

[Chorus: Inch, Chris Brown]
Lock it (Wah)
Rise and pop it (Woi, huh?)
The shoe dem sharp (Yeah, wah)
The flow, dem classic (Wah)
You see the flow, eh, dog? (Woi, woi)
You have to pull it and dash it (Yeah, wah)
Any how she come suh (Wah)
She have to grip it and dash it (Wah-wah-wah-wah)
Lock it (Wah)
Rise and pop it (Woi, huh?)
The shoe dem sharp (Yeah, wah)
The flow, dem classic (Wah)
You see the flow, eh, dog? (Woi, woi)
You have to pull it and dash it (Yeah, wah)
Any how she come suh (Wah)
She have to grip it and dash it (Ow! Wah-wah-wah-wah)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Look, light a spliff up (Spliff up)
You know a nigga ain't smokin' it for the pictures (Nope! Pictures)
Section Boyz and Breezy in VIP
We gettin' money and we 'bout to snatch your bitch up (Your bitch up)
Go figure, OHB, ain't no broke niggas
I see her poppin' them pills, I let her roll with us
She say she wanted to chill, I let her smoke with us (Smoke with us)
I put my dick in and feel like a fuckin' bow hit her (Bow hit her)
Damn, girl, I know your nigga mad (Nigga mad)
'Cause now he gotta buy a bigger bag (Bigger bag)
Diamond rings and poppin' tags (Haha)
And you still gon' cheat with your bitch ass (Ooh, haha)
They callin' me crazy (Crazy)
You know a nigga really got some screws loose (Yeah)
Yeah, but come try to play (Uh-huh)
I got a hundred killers on the other end of this BlueTooth (Bang-bang)