Banjo Chris Brown & Tyga

[Intro: Tyga, YG]
Hol' up
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Ha!

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Woo)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Woo)
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo (Yeah)
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor (Ha!)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Pull up, nigga creepin'
Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (Bitch!)
Shawty got that ass, baby girl, it's nice to meet you (Yeah)
With these lights off, give a fuck about your features, I'm tryna fuck (Ha)
If it's one on one, gimme that ISO (Woo)
But if it's two of y'all, I'ma let the dice roll
It's the weekend, I can tell you be freakin'
'Cause you poppin' Miley Cyrus and you twerkin' with your eyes closed (Ha)
Go figure, skinny nigga with a suit on (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Bunch of bad bitches, yeah, they like me, nigga, who don't?
Drop top, everythin', we party like the roof gone
A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (Brap!)
Tell 'em hold that, if you lookin' for liquor, better lick up
My liquor Zing and you know that
Bitches lookin' for a sponsorship, cha-ching
'Cause I sponsor shit, bitch, I throw racks (Racks!)
Fucked up, got me dancin' on the floor
Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go, huh
I'm tore up, feelin' like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me, this bitch about to blow up