Fool Wit It lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Chorus: Chris Brown, Kid Red]
Yeah, baby, I'm a fool with it
All this money, what you gon' do with it?
I got a lawyer for the case
Girl, just let me know if you with it
I don't really plan for tomorrow
I just do whatever I want
And damn right, I'ma act a fool with it (Act a fool, n*gga)
Damn right, I'ma act a fool with it (Ha)

[Verse 1: Kid Red]
I'm 'bout to act a fool with all these b*tches (Kid Red)
I'm rollin' Backwoods up, I swear it's my religion (Yeah)
And you can kick it, baby, under one condition
That you twerk it for a n*gga like a video audition, ah (Ah)
I just wanna see you put it in reverse (In reverse)
Ba-Back it up and dump it in a pile like some dirt (Like some dirt)
Bi-Big booty, lil' booty, go to work (Go to work)
Bi-Big booty, lil' booty, go to work (Ha)
She just tryna pay her bills and get a purse (Yeah)
Waitin' on a check, said it's comin' on the first (Hey)
n*gga might help her, I'm a victim of the thirst (Hey)
Told Brown get a friend, after that, we disperse (Right now)
Le-Le-Let me get some toppy with the top off (Hey)
In that 'Rari, all red like hot sauce (Skrrt)
Stones ruby red, lookin' like grapefruit (Uh-huh)
Diamonds on me lookin' clearer than some Grey Goose (Kid Red)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Kid Red]
Yeah, baby, I'm a fool with it (I'm a fool)
All this money, what you gon' do with it? (Gon' do)
I got a lawyer for the case (Let's go)
Girl, just let me know if you with it (Ha)
I don't really plan for tomorrow (Nah)
I just do whatever I want (Kid Red)
And damn right, I'ma act a fool with it
Damn right, I'ma act a fool with it (Look, okay)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
I'm 'bout to act a fool with all my n*ggas
I'm 'bout to make that pus*y drunk, so bring the liquor
pus*y too cold, give a n*gga shivers
Like a UPS package, know a n*gga gon' deliver
All this liquor got me f*ckin' up my liver
Give you di*k, take it back, Indian giver
f*ck a camera, better get the big picture
If ya dead broke, b*tch, I won't even deal with ya, ah
This the anthem for the whoadies and my n*ggas
Rappin', trap money, made a quarter off of chickens
Jive-ass turkeys won't make it to Thanksgivin'
Make a hunnid million, then I take that sh*t back to Virginia, ha
Monkey business, man, that sh*t just so bananas
Lamborghini white and black, call that sh*t a panda
Car game, excuse me, where my f*ckin' manners?
My di*k'll have her smilin' like a f*ckin' jack-o-lantern
b*tches say they need that white girl or that Hannah Montana
I keep sh*ttin' on these n*ggas like I poo-pooed in a Pamper, ha
Oh, sh*t, I'm dodgin' police and the cameras
Watch me Instagram that b*tch, I bet that ho a dancer
Big booty with a super flat stomach
I tried to f*ck that b*tch, but she start askin' for the money
She said that she been f*ckin' with me since I made "Run It!"
Who the hell you think I am, a motherf*ckin' dummy?
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Kid Red]
Yeah, baby, I'm a fool with it
All this money, what you gon' do with it?
I got a lawyer for the case
Girl, just let me know if you with it
I don't really plan for tomorrow
I just do whatever I want
And damn right, I'ma act a fool with it (Act a fool, n*gga)
Damn right, I'ma act a fool with it

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Okay, I'm the sh*t, n*gga, f*ck a nomination
Give yo' b*tch the di*k, I don't need no conversation
Watch me whip it, watch me whip it like a f*ckin' dominatrix
Bet' not waste my time, ho, I'm all out of patience
I got money 'bout yay high, ballin' like I'm AI
Roll another Swisher, b*tch, you know a n*gga stay high
Eat that pus*y up, beat it up, are you f*ckin' kiddin'?
Put that di*k up in your life, I'm f*ckin' up your kidneys
I'm spendin' that paper, she gettin' the money, she ready to go
f*ckin' with all of them models, I'm poppin' the bottle, she swallow, I'm checkin' the throat
I want a freak, she went to me, stalkin' her Instagram, likin' her posts
She in the pink, I'm in the mink, I pull it out, watch her take off her clothes
I'm 'bout to make a song for all the strippers
Already bought artillery for all my n*ggas
And for you lyin' hoes, quit the Robin Givens
Call it murder when I tour, I make a motherf*ckin' killin'
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Yeah, baby, I'm a fool with it
All this money, what you gon' do with it?
I got a lawyer for the case
Girl, just let me know if you with it
I don't really plan for tomorrow
I just do whatever I want
And damn right, I'ma act a fool with it
Damn right, I'ma act a fool with it
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