Artist: Chris Brown f/ Kevin McCall, Tyga Album: Fan of a Fan Song: Deuces Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chris Brown] All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nuttin but a vulture Ah-ah-ah, always hopin for the worst Waitin for me to fuck up You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah That know just what I need, she know just what I mean When I tell her keep it drama-free Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh (Chuck-chuckin up them) Deuces~! Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh Yeahhh - told you that I'm leavin, deuces~! Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh Whoa-ohhh.. I know you mad but so what? I wish you best of luck But now I'm fin' to throw them deuces uuuuup [Chorus: Chris Brown] I'm on some new shit I'm chuckin my deuces up to her (deuces!) I'm movin onto somethin better, better, better No more tryin to make it work (deuces!) Make me wanna say, bye-bye, say, bye-bye Say, bye-bye, to her (deuces!) Make me wanna say, bye-bye, say, bye-bye Say, bye-bye, to her [Tyga] Uhh, used to be Valentine's, 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 Called cause I care but I ain't gettin no reply Tryin to see eye-to-eye but it's like we both blind Fuck it let's hit the club; I rarely sip but po' 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 ever feel like we vibin Cause every time we alone it's a awkward silence.. So leave your keys on the kitchen counter And give me back that ruby ring with the big diamond Shit is over, what you trippin fo'? I don't wanna have to let you go But baby, I think it's better if I let you know [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Kevin McCall] Look, my shawty always on some +Bull+ shit 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 with never complainin She +Make Me Wanna+ leave the one I'm with, Usher Raymond Probably didn't register, don't trip, later on, it will Shawty full of +Drama+ like Gangsta, Grizzills 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 thick, she give me +Déjà Vu+ And all that attitude, I don't care about it But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear about it Breezy rep two up, two down But I'm just puttin two up, chuckin up the deuce now (OHH~!) [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Chris Brown] Deuces~!