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Chris Brown feat. Kevin McCall and Tyga Lyrics
"Deuces"

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All that bullshit's for the birds
You ain't nothin' but a vulture
Always hopin' for the worst
Waitin' for me to fuck up

You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need
She knows just what I mean
When I tell her keep it drama free

Ohohohohohohohoh... x2 Chuckin' up them (Deuces)
I told you that I'm leavin' (Deuces)
I know you mad but so what?
I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finnin' to throw them deuces up

I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryin' to make it work
You made me wanna say (say) bye-bye say bye-bye say bye-bye to her
deuces[x2]

[Tyga - Verse 2]
Uh, used to be valentines
Together all the time
Thought it was true love, but you know women lie
It's like I sent my love with a text two times
Call 'cause I care but I ain't get no reply
Tryna see eye to eye but it's like we both blind
Fuck it let's hit the club, I rarely sip but pour me some
'Cause when it's all said and done
I ain't gon' be the one that she can always run to
I hate liars, fuck love I'm tired of tryin'
My heart big but it beat quiet
I don't never feel like we vibin'
'Cause every time we alone it's a awkward silence
So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
And gimme back that ruby ring with the big diamond
Shit is over, what'chu trippin' fo'?
I don't wanna have to let you go
But baby I think it's better if I let you know

I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryin' to make it work
You made me wanna say (say) bye-bye say bye-bye say bye-bye to her
(deuces)[x2]

[Kevin McCall]
Look, my shorty always on some bullshit like Chicago
So I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow
Deuces, we ain't got no future in tomorrow
I'm a dick, so it shouldn't be that hard to swallow
The other chick I'm wit' never complain
She make wanna leave the one I'm wit' Usher Raymond
Probably didn't register, don't trip, later on it will
Shorty fulla 'drama' like Gangsta Grizillz
I finally noticed it, it finally hit me
Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me
I got a new chick, and she ain't you
She Paula Patton 'thicke', she give me deja vu
And all that attitude, I don't care 'bout it
But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear 'bout it
Breezy rep two up, two down
But I'm just puttin' two up, chuckin' up the deuce now

I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryin' to make it work
You made me wanna say (say) bye-bye say bye-bye say bye-bye to her
Deuces[x2]

(Deuces)
This song is from the album "Fan of a Fan", "F.A.M.E. [Deluxe Edition]" and "F.A.M.E.".