Chris Brown – Dolce lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
They say, “f** you, where your friends at?”
We say, “f** it, where the bands at?”
We say, “b**h you by the car? No”
I tell the b**h I love the bottle
b**h you be busy, why you callin’?
See that b**h is poppin’ bars now
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day
I don’t give a f** what your hoe say
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day
I don’t give a f** what your hoe say
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Baby, you the finest, booty bouncin’
That’s why I put you in designer, I’m movin’ mountains
Haters get the f** from round, we don’t f** around
You know when you hear that chopper sound, somebody got laid down
Hasta luego
Play with the bricks like they Legos
Too drunk, I’mma f** up my kidneys
Come check out my brain like Play-Dough
All my k**ers, they do what I say so
All my b**hes stay down, you don’t mess with
Got a b**h who just do what I need
Hold a burner and roll up my weed and mind my babies
It’s hard to tell if she really loves me
Or is it the Dolce
I’m too f**ed up at the moment
To even recognize your face, we was too f**ed up
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day

I don’t give a f** what your hoe say
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day
I don’t give a f** what your hoe say
[Verse 3: Young Blacc]
She blowin’ my phone up
She want that dick first thing in the morning
Skrrt off in the foreign
Just give me some head, that p**y is borin’
Sellin’ p**y like it’s real estate
Puttin’ jugs on the interstate
Old clip out the H-Town
On the southside with my n***a Trey
You n***as is foolish, you soundin’ so stupid
Just left from my j**eller
Like what is you doin’?
Just got back from tour, I’m livin’ like Lucious
I be drunk off the D’ucé
Two hoes, call it two play
Man down at the trap house
Tell ’em take mine, we done that play
OHB, that’s the set n***a
Father sellin’ them bricks now
Got a redbone on the westdie
That bang head like TIP n***a
I’m good wherever I go
I’m stacked up and they know
With the top down on my king sh**
I got the keys n***a, like Hov
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day
I don’t give a f** what your hoe say
Pourin’ Dolce, Dolce yeah
Why you playin’ round? Need to bring that body here
I’m divin’ in, I eat it all day
I don’t give a f** what your hoe say