Kung Fu lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro]
Day-Day-Daytrip took it to 10

[Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kickin' sh*t like kung fu
Treat a bad b*tch like she average
I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do?
I'm about cash if the route fast
I'ma get that lil' n*gga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, hit it up, one time
n*ggas gonna get it until the sunrise (Ayy)
School of hard knocks, I'm alumni
b*tches on my di*k like fungi
Won't stop, what's that?
Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (Ayy)
n*ggas used to trap where the bus at
Tell momma I'ma quit but I love cash

[Verse 1]
I'ma just get it and get it again
Come ups I split with my friends, ayy
Twenty's them twenty's them twinny twin twin
Tryna flip Ford to a Benz
I'ma get it, I'ma get it regardless
Bussin juugs, I used to trap out the college
Give me brain, I swear that b*tch is a scholar
No snakes around me, only snake on my collar
I'm a thief in the night, pray to Jesus, to Christ
Better hope he believe in your life
Free my lil' n*gga Saudi, was catching them bodies
He fighting his demons to light
All my n*ggas be trapping, your n*ggas be rapping
They robbed you, you asking what happened
Got a new b*tch from China, she wearing designer
I'm lacing her in the new fashion, ayy
[Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kickin' sh*t like kung fu
Treat a bad b*tch like she average
I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do?
I'm about cash if the route fast
I'ma get that lil' n*gga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, hit it up, one time
n*ggas gonna get it until the sunrise (Ayy)
School of hard knocks, I'm alumni
b*tches on my di*k like fungi
Won't stop, what's that?
Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (Ayy)
n*ggas used to trap where the bus at
Tell momma I'ma quit but I love cash

[Verse 2]
Ayy, I've been all around the f*cking globe
Baby what ya know?
Motherf*cker better tuck and roll, got places to go
And n*ggas missed the last flight, livin' in the fast life
Momma said, "You never act right, goddamn"
Guess I'm a bad guy, but I'm on my grind like a halfpipe
'Cause I switch it and flip it and cook it up mad nice
'Til I see them flashlights, then I'm gone
Fast flash like, my future's a tad bright
Because when they rent is due, and your Benz is new
And your old friends be resenting you
Like my women brown, and my Benjis blue
sh*t is f*cked up, when they envy you
'Member n*ggas got killed over Penny shoes
Where I'm from n*ggas dying like Kenny do
Take a hit of this PAC and this Henny juice
Only one of me, but there's plenty you
It was all a dream, reminiscing over smaller things
Grandma cooking like Paula Deen
It ain't all it seems, grew up with the starving teens
And growing plants, still watering (ahh)
[Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kickin' sh*t like kung fu
Treat a bad b*tch like she average
I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do?
I'm about cash if the route fast
I'ma get that lil' n*gga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, hit it up, one time
n*ggas gonna get it until the sunrise (Ayy)
School of hard knocks, I'm alumni
b*tches on my di*k like fungi
Won't stop, what's that?
Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (Ayy)
n*ggas used to trap where the bus at
Tell Momma I'ma quit but I love cash

[Outro]
Daytrip took it to 10
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