That Nigga Lyrics - Singles - Kid Red

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] 

Ha! Frank Mueller, the face like a computer 

Popping them bottles, spraying the ace like a ruler 

You got beef, I got shooters 

And your bitch about to give me brain, watch me school her 

Listen, let me lick it, put it out, make it pop pop 

Imma cuff the pussy, she think she fucked a cop 

And then I put it back in, make her back bend 

And then I fuck her girlfriend like whats happenin 

Oh baby, for sure baby 

Tell that blocking ass bitch let go baby 

Fuck her, just do you and do me (haha!) 

Bitch mad cause she ugly 

You know, I be balling like a bitch 

Made my own condoms cause these bitches on my dick 

Pluto, I be higher than a bitch 

You know, flyer than a bitch 

My car like a spaceship (yea!) 

[Hook: Kid Red] 

That nigga, that nigga 

Everybody know Im that nigga 

All this money looking like a fat nigga 

And I bought them killers better bag back nigga 

Bag back nigga, and I bought them killers 

Better bag back nigga (wow) 

That nigga, that nigga 

Everbody know Im that nigga 

[Verse 2: Kid Red] 

Ima.. player, somebody grab my uniform 

The bitch head on point like a unicorn 

I really keep it g, I went to school for the bitches 

Ima bout to fuck you at the locker tryna kiss her 

You just talk to them, I take em home for detention 

Just another sex victim that I never call or mention 

Gotta keep it pimpin, sorry thats your sister 

But Im on a mission, tell that ho to keep her distance 

Look, I keep a couple hoes in the studio 

Rolling with my wolves with them nines like rubio 

Hoes stop and stare, cause my pinky glare 

Got a hood bitch, that let me fuck her on the stairs 

She say she needs some jays, so I cop a couple pair 

I got a private lair, thatll take her everywhere though 

Where your bitch at, she with me nigga 

Kid red, Im in the streets nigga 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Chris Brown] 

Everbody know Im that nigga 

Ima bout to take that ho, from that nigga 

Ha! here we go, Im that nigga 

(Fuck you chris!) hating ass nigga 

She bout to pop the pills, I just bought the roll up 

Put the dick up on her head, thats a weight up on her shoulders 

I aint fucking ratchet pussy, cause that shit is like Ebola 

In the club Im like hold up, fuck a club soda 

Need the ace, I spray it on her face 

She fuck with broke niggas, old nigga made her pay 

I told her Im about a bar as long as I can get a taste 

Then she bend that ass over and I grabbed her by the waist 

Told her drop it for me 

Damn, that ass sick I got a doctor for it 

My dick got her singing high, opera on her 

Her boyfriend start to trip, niggas pop up on him 

Like blocka! blocka! body bag cause im 

[Hook]