She Bumped Her Head (Explicit) - Chris Brown (克里斯·布朗)/Young Thug/Gunna

Lyrics by：Chris Brown/Jeffery Lamar Williams/Chandler Durham/Sergio Kitchens

Composed by：Chris Brown/Jeffery Lamar Williams/Chandler Durham/Sergio Kitchens

Young Thug：

Makers

I'll pull up on 'em pull up

Yeah

S**t I'll get it no cap

Run that back Turbo

S*x

Young Thug/Chris Brown：

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her

S*x

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners

Shh

I don't know what a n***a told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him

Should've told

I've been draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials

Don't need credentials baby

If a n***a can't put that s**t on

What

Gotta get off the premises

Beat it gotta go

I just came from the crack of the dawn

Why

'Cause a n***a was strugglin'

No cap

Had to put all my young n***as on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing

No jewelry

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these n***as been trippin'

Both us got 'em fool

Young Thug：

I triple up pour up my cup and it's all Tussion'

My coupe got nitro and all dustin'

Yeah

We smokin' these n***as like kush

Yeah when we f**k on these h*es make 'em gush

Woo

Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne head to Tootsies

I f**k on your ho and she say that's my p***y

I wet paper napkin I'm wipin' my d**k off

This Actavis slushin' my ho drink that Cristal

She wrapped in saran dressed fresh as she can

'Cause I just been playin' with these bands

Racks

I open my hand there's nothin' but bands

Now YSL big as Japan

On God

I had dropped in the Lam' ducked fast as I can

'Cause I was gettin' trailed by a van

Skrrt

I'm poppin' my mama my b***h

And even my baby mama whip a sedan

Woo

I just spent some bands spent five-hundred grand

I'm waitin' on these bags to land

Racks

I'm cool as a fan you play with my man

And we come and takin' your land

I took YSL from here to the can

And got n***as waitin' to land

Slatt

I told all my n***as "Sit back it's a scam"

When these n***as go on a rant

Young Thug/Chris Brown：

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her

S*x

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners

Shh

I don't know what a n***a told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him

Should've told

I've been draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials

Don't need credentials baby

If a n***a can't put that s**t on

What

Gotta get off the premises

Beat it gotta go

I just came from the crack of the dawn

Why

'Cause a n***a was strugglin'

No cap

Had to put all my young n***as on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing

No jewelry

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these n***as been trippin'

Gunna：

Spent a whole hundred racks on the plain Jane

That's a cool pretty penny you lil' bitty b***hes

Know me by my first and my last name

I done went got the riches I'm matchin' the vision

I'm f**kin' these h*es in the backstage

No I don't do no kisses

She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage

I been playin' with this ice look like Ice Age

I just got me a rose gold chain it remind me of Moët

Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain

Should have seen how I wore it

Yeah yeah

I call the slimes that'll pull up with the things that'll kill all the noise

After U.S. now I'm headed out to Spain I got foreign lil' w***es

That biscotti I smoke it like a train smell that s**t in my kidney

I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne she don't know it's a Bentley

She asked me for a lil' help on her back end

And you know that I did it

Found an old check and I went to go cash it

Lot of money we gettin'

Young Thug/Chris Brown：

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her

S*x

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners

Shh

I don't know what a n***a told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him

Should've told

I've been draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials

Don't need credentials baby

If a n***a can't put that s**t on

What

Gotta get off the premises

Beat it gotta go

I just came from the crack of the dawn

Why

'Cause a n***a was strugglin'

No cap

Had to put all my young n***as on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing

No jewelry

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these n***as been trippin'

Both us got 'em fool

Chris Brown：

I ordered two more two-tones

Callin' my plug on two phones

Lambos six-fours got it offset it's sittin' low

My s**t stainless don't put your fingers on it

No these ain't no finger waves b***h this ain't Tony Toni Toné

I feel like Kurt Cobain hit your brain with the shotgun

Get my n***as do it for me I never shot one

And watch her get on her knees give me that rug burn

I told her I got five on me send me the wire

Ooh

Young Thug/Chris Brown：

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her

Yeah

S*x

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners

No shh

I don't know what a n***a told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him

Killin' him

I've been draped in Margielas

Ooh

And I don't need credentials

I don't need credentials baby

If a n***a can't put that s**t on

What

Gotta get off the premises

Beat it girl gotta go

I just came from the crack of the dawn

Oh

'Cause a n***a was strugglin'

No cap

Had to put all my young n***as on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing

Ooh yeah no jewelry

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

Ooh yeah

'Cause these n***as been trippin'

Ooh yeah both us got 'em fool

Gunna：

That biscotti I smoke it like a train smell that s**t on my Porsche

This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lam' she can't open the doors

I do not f**k with you disloyal n***as thought the world could be yours

Cross out the double and hit him with a triple hitter no other choice