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letra de substance - chris brown & ohb feat. hoody baby, tracy t & young lo

right now you want ohb, yeah

let’s talk about something, girl i need your acceptance
you’re making -ssumptions, but you know it’s nothing
the liquor keep calling, you know i need more
it’s 99 problems, can’t take anymore, i’m ’bout to mix up this sprite with the 4
oh, ohb ’bout to walk through
only high b-tches in the bedroom
pop a xan, watch me get loose
throwing all of these bands for you

substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you
substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you

girl who do you f-ck when i ain’t in the city?
driving me crazy, way over the limit
my homies, they say that i’m tripping
f-ck it i’m tripping, i’m crazy, i’m whipping
my heart is racing, this sh-t is amazing
this neck just the bandages
how did our love end up like the kennedy’s?
mixing up drugs, yeah i got the remedy
d-mn, you f-cking the enemy
i gave you the best of me
showed her how to trap out the bando
and left her the recipe

substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you
substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you

substance abuse, substance from you
thousand dollar tab, baby this i bought food
this a 2 seater baby, you can’t car pool
got the old school move, like the car new
bands low, never make a girl spend it with me
when she gone, i get it back, make her spend another 60
still cold hearted, say it’s cold hearted
she shotgun, i drop the top lid and her hair blow
them heels got you walking like you on the runway
no paper, we got the game like the arcade
wonder which, i know you’re gonna make it right for me
put the p-ssy on the flight, make it tonight for me
and baby, i jump in that foreign
she hop in that p-ssenger
she gon’ work, she lowkey in the acura
b-tch ain’t cuffing, your boy still a bachelor

substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you
substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you

4 in the morning, i’m thinking of you
just got the ceiling, i’m pouring it through
how can i deal with this substance abuse?
i’m only asking this all cause of you
these xannies got me tripping right now
girl your love is like a perc, my heart itching right now
see them flashes of your face, i wanna kiss you right now
but i know it’s just the drugs that got me tripping right now
tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground
favorite groupies, jealously, i thought you would stay ’round
guess it’s back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms
i can’t feel my face and i’m losing my vision

substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you
substance, substance, substance, substance
all this substance abuse, i need substance from you

in recovery, rehabilitating for you
teach me a lesson, i’m drug testing, making all the moves
we both getting f-cked up, what’s your excuse?
a new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose
b-tch i’m sipping, you steady tripping and policting
taking vacations with your b-tch, why she ain’t posting pictures
i can lead her to that water if she wanna listen
if she don’t drink, she gon’ drink, i’m still gon’ f-ck some b-tches
you know that p-ssy my addiction
she driving my stick, tryna f-ck up my transmission
i’m p-ssed off, withdrawals just f-cking up my pimping
take a picture n-gg-, see how i’m living
ain’t going back to prison, i got felonies, dismissing the case
a couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe
h-lla b-tches, h-lla b-tches pile up in the wraith
hollywood with the cameras all up in your face

- chris brown ohb feat hoody baby tracy t young lo

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