Black In lyrics

[Verse 1: Luke James]
Imma show you how we go oh
We rollin' deep with all my n*gga
I'm f*ck up' bottle after sh*t
Pockets deep like we hit the f*ckers
Got only b*tches in my section
Don't make me teach your girl a pus*y
Cause if I throw a couple thousands
She'll f*ck around and start undressing

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ay I get the best of everything
Cribs, cars, clothes, cuz money ain't a thang
Ay I bet I'm top of my cocaine
Way past rich

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Luke James]
Cuz I'm Black In this b*tch
Said I'm Black In in this b*tch
Damn, Black In in this b*tch
I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Yo heights can't keep with me
I'm young n*gga and f*ck it
Cuz I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Whoa whoa
How About it (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Don't care (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Rockefeller (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
I get paid to party (n*gga Black In in this b*tch)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Imma kill all these n*ggas
She drinkin' Smoke and Some weed
Everywhere I go shе follow
But she ain't better than my modеl
(Ay n*gga)
My girl got labels on her back
She got La Perla on her ass
Cuz if to [?] me on the dash
We f*ckin first we never last
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ay I get the best of everything
Cribs, cars, clothes, cuz money ain't a thang
Ay I bet I'm top of my cocaine
Way past rich

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Luke James]
Cuz I'm Black In this b*tch
Said I'm Black In in this b*tch
Damn, Black In in this b*tch
I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Yo heights can't keep with me
I'm young n*gga and f*ck it
Cuz I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Whoa whoa
How About it (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Don't care (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Rockefeller (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
I get paid to party (n*gga Black In in this b*tch)

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
(Luke I told demon get the f*ck away from me)
Rockefeller
More money more problems
White cars
Motherf*cker I did my n*gga
Carol city thats my country my n*gga
Hoes laughing okay
Meanwhile
No calling minutes like my f*cking morning
Ice-T Michael Jackson
Little n*ggas
b*tch I’m from Miami The Opa Locka man
Liberty city
Florida city
And motherf*cking Dade county Another pus*y start
They clap your hands
I swear to God bless Jesus
Rest In Peace to Toro and Black Bo
Even know I’m trying
pus*y ass show n*gga
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ay I get the best of everything
Cribs, cars, clothes, cuz money ain't a thang
Ay I bet I'm top of my cocaine
Way past rich

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Luke James]
Cuz I'm Black In this b*tch
Said I'm Black In in this b*tch
Damn, Black In in this b*tch
I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Yo heights can't keep with me
I'm young n*gga and f*ck it
Cuz I'm Black In in this b*tch Damn, Black In in this b*tch
Whoa whoa
How About it (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Don't care (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
Rockefeller (Black In in this b*tch)
Whoa whoa
I get paid to party (n*gga Black In in this b*tch)