Chris Brown - She Bumped Her Head Lyrics

(Makers)
Gon' pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah
Should I get it? No cap
(Run that back Turbo)

(Sex) My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (sex)
If I roll up the Maybach windows, we don't care 'bout the listeners
I don't know what your nigga told you but he should have told you I'm killin' 'em (just let him talk)
I be draped in Margiela's, and I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on, gotta get out the premises (beat it)
I just came from the crack of the dawn, yes, a nigga we strugglin' (no cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on, ain't no jewelry, we share-y (lil' bitch)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'cause these niggas been trippin' ('bout us got 'em fooled)

I triple up, pour up my cup and it's all 'tussin
And my coupe got nitro and all dat
So we smokin' these niggas like kush
Yeah, when we f*ck on these hoes, make 'em gush
Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne at the Tootsie's
I f*ck on your ho and she say that's my pussy
I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick
All this Actavis slushie, my ho drink the Cristal
She wrapped in Saran, the 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)
My head dropped in that Lamb' as fast as I can 'cause I always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with 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 he got niggas waitin' to land (slatt)
I told all my niggas, "Sit back, it's a scam", when these niggas goin' on a rant

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (sex)
If I roll up the Maybach windows, we don't care 'bout the listeners
I don't know what your nigga told you but he should have told you I'm killin' 'em (just let him talk)
I be draped in Margiela's, and I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on, gotta get out the premises (beat it)
I just came from the crack of the dawn, yes, a nigga we strugglin' (no cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on, ain't no jewelry, we share-y (lil' bitch)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'cause these niggas been trippin' ('bout us got 'em fooled)

Spent a whole hundred racks on a plain Jane
That's a cool pretty penny, you lil' bitty bitches
Know me for my first and my last name
I done went got the riches, I'm matchin' the vision
I'm f*ckin' these hoes in the backstage
No, I don't do no kisses
You know I just tip her and send her 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 Moet
Got the Louis V shirt, and better 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
If you ask, now I'm headed out to Spain, I got foreign whores
That biscotti, I smoke it like a train
Smell that shit in my kidney
I got lil' shawty inside of Mulsanne
She don't know it's a Bentley
She asked me for a lil' help on her backend
And you know that I did it
Found an old check and I went to go cash it
Lot of money we gettin'

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (sex)
If I roll up the Maybach windows, we don't care 'bout the listeners
I don't know what your nigga told you but he should have told you I'm killin' 'em (just let him talk)
I be draped in Margiela's, and I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on, gotta get out the premises (beat it)
I just came from the crack of the dawn, yes, a nigga we strugglin' (no cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on, ain't no jewelry, we share-y (lil' bitch)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'cause these niggas been trippin' ('bout us got 'em fooled)

I ordered two more two-tones
Callin' my plug on two phones
Lambos, six-fours
Got a offset, it's sittin' low
My shit's stainless, don't put your fingers on it
No, these ain't no finger waves
Bitch, this ain't Tony Tony Tony
I feel like Kurt Cobain, get the brain with the shotgun
Yeah, my niggas do it for me, I never shot one
And watch her get on her knees, give me that rubber
I told her I got five on me, send me the wire (ooh)

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (sex)
If I roll up the Maybach windows, we don't care 'bout the listeners
I don't know what your nigga told you but he should have told you I'm killin' 'em (just let him talk)
I be draped in Margiela's, and I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on, gotta get out the premises (beat it)
I just came from the crack of the dawn, yes, a nigga we strugglin' (no cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on, ain't no jewelry, we share-y (lil' bitch)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'cause these niggas been trippin' ('bout us got 'em fooled)

That biscotti, I smoke it like a train
Spend that shit on my Porsche
This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lamb'
She can't open the doors
I do not f*ck with you disloyal niggas
Thought the whip could be yours
Cross out that double, and hit it with the triple
It ain't no other choice