Yup!
Ayy, I fucked ’round and made them niggas
Goddamn open ’em all up tonight, know what I mean
Breezy!
I swear to God
Trigga
Matter of fact, ayy, ayy call the sheriff, man, call the sheriff
Slime
All my bitches, all my bitches
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago (Yeah)
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Baby)
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Ayy)
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Slime, I go)
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks (Yeah), know who hittin’ licks (Yeah, yeah), get this money blindfolded (Slime)
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago (Ayy)
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy (Ooh)
Baby, fuck the situation, fuck them bitches hatin’ (Ooh)
Fuck a pillow-talkin’ nigga that be instigatin’ (Ooh)
Frustrated, now I know why they all hate me (Why? Ooh)
I fuck these bitches and they know that I make pretty babies (Hahaha, woo!)
Detroit got me back on my back fuckin’ black bitches (Yeah!)
Tippin’ 4 and I’m pourin’ 4 of Actavis (Ugh)
She know every time I turn up, I keep fuckin’ up mattresses (Yeah!)
Tryna ask me why I don’t nut, Percocet make the dick like a magician (Yikes!)
Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different?
‘Cause I cash different
But tryna get my bitches, huh
You gotta pay for that last minute, bitch
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Toronto
I can get the pussy eyes closed with a blindfold
It’s a war zone, nigga, we be in Chicago
Lot of mamas cry, niggas die in Chicago
Know some Bloods ’cause nigga livin’ in L.A.
It’s a lot of things ain’t forgiven in L.A.
Know I’m from the third, I be reppin’ that V.A.
You ain’t got the money, you can never beat the case
Fuck the judge, fuck feds nigga, tryna get up off that poor
Niggas say they tryna eat, can’t get shit up off my fork
I hopped off the porch, hopped in the Porsche
They hopped in the Benz, I fucked all her friends, yeah
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
Ayy, make her suck dick on the patio
I might eat that bitch up like some ravioli
I get a rush in designer zone
Why these young nigga tellin’ they Tellitubbies (Ah)
I fuck her good, I don’t tell them nothin’
Nut in her hair, make it good and fuzzy
I get it in with a bigger budget (Ha)
And the inside my car look like peanut butter (Woo)
Drag it when you walk, baby
I done came from rags to riches, did it all, baby
When we done, she say it’s hard to walk, yeah, yeah
Fuck her in the light, I don’t do nothin’ dark, yeah, yeah (Ha)
Fuck you thought? (Uh) Red bottoms bleed when you walk (Uh)
Put my food in ya drawers (Uh)
Bedroom dim like walls (Uh)
Gun range, teach you how to chop ’em, yeah
Attached to my lights like moths, yeah
Favorite color red, hot sauce, yeah
Wanna see me dead, King Joffrey, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin’ licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I’m in Chicago
Shakin’ that ass naked with a friend eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
Exploring the Swagger and Storytelling of “Dat Night”
“Dat Night” by Chris Brown is a high-energy anthem that explores the lavish, fast-paced lifestyle of its narrator. The recurring theme throughout the track is one of abundance—whether it be women, money, or attention. Brown’s lyrics paint a vivid picture of nights spent in major cities like Chicago, L.A., New York, and Miami, emphasizing a sense of power, confidence, and streetwise mentality. The bold, unapologetic tone is matched by playful wordplay and candid references to relationships, loyalty, and hustling. The song also briefly addresses the challenges and dangers associated with this lifestyle, providing a glimpse into the realities that underpin the glamour.
Song Credits
- Artist: Chris Brown
- Songwriters: Chris Brown, Trey Songz, Young Thug
- Release Year: 2016