Deuces Songtext
von Chris Brown feat. Tyga & Kevin McCall

All that bullshit′s for the birds
You ain't nothing but a vulture
Always hoping for the worst
Waiting for me to fuck up
You′ll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean
When I tell her, "Keep it drama free"

(Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Chu-Chuckin' up the (deuces)
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Told you that I'm leaving (deuces)
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I know you mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I′m finna throw them deuces up


I′m on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I′m moving on to something better, better, better
No more trying to make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her

Uh, used to be Valentines
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
Call ′cause I care but I ain't get no reply
Tryna see eye to eye but it′s like we both blind
Fuck it, let's hit the club, I rarely sip but pour 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 trying
My heart big but it beat quiet
I don't never feel like we vibing
′Cause every time we alone it's a awkward silence
So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
And gimme back that ruby ring with the big diamond
Shit is over, what you tripping for?
I ′on't wanna have to let you go
But, baby, I think it's better if I let you know


I′m on some new shit
I′m chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more trying to make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her

Look, my shorty always on some bullshit 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 complain
She make wanna leave the one I′m with Usher Raymond
Probably didn't register, don't trip, later on it will
Shorty full of drama, like Gangsta Gri-zills

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 bout it
But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear ′bout it
Breezy rep two up, two down
But I'm just puttin′ two up, chuckin' up the deuce now

I′m on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more trying to make it work (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye-bye to her (deuces)