Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Trendsetter, if it don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense)
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie (DJ Drama, Gangsta)
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Chris Breezy, it’s the reason why we in our zone)
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie (Numbers don’t lie, Gangsta Grillz)
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie (Shout-out LAD, La the Dark)
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Willie the Kid)
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie (D Tweezy, Trendsetter)
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie (Aphilliates, man, CMB)
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Embassy)
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie (Let’s go)
(Hahaha)
Uh, okay, you know the name, so you know the drill
Ain’t singin’ candy rain, but I’m so for real
You know like high love, do you ever dream of
Candy-coated raindrops pourin’ down high loves?
Ha, and I’m all about my gualas
Even though they say mo’ money mo’ problems
But I don’t picture me goin’ on no job hunt
Money pilin’ up, now that’s somethin’ to be proud of
Ha, yeah, I’m killin’ ’em, but it’s not my fault
‘Cause I’ve been on my grind, ha, Tony Hawk
And them rims is 28’s, Marshall Faulk
My lyrics murderin’ niggas, I need the white chalk
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie
I’m off Patrón and hypnotic, this Gucci on my body
And I’m big-big pimpin’ and dippin’, Ka-Kawasaki
Got more kicks than karate, than your son Mr. Miyagi
I’m hotter than wasabi, bet-bet-better yet, Mojave
I’m all about my money so my cash never fold
They be like why you shittin’ on ’em? ‘Cause I’m a asshole
Everywhere I go, I be followed by six hoes
And my checks got a one, comma, followed by six O’s
Women lie, men lie, go ‘head, touch it
Money talk, if you ain’t talkin’ big bucks, hush it up
Duck ’cause I’m blowin’ up
Pockets off that muscle milk, boy, they swole as fuck
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie
Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie
Say what you want, but the pockets don’t lie
Unpacking the Message: The Power of Numbers
“Don’t Lie” by Chris Brown takes a bold stance on truth and authenticity in both life and success. The repeated line, “Women lie, men lie, numbers don’t lie,” anchors the track, emphasizing that while people may stretch the truth, the results—often measured by financial success—are undeniable. The lyrics are packed with clever wordplay, references to pop culture, and vivid imagery of wealth, luxury, and ambition. Chris Brown uses this to highlight a lifestyle where status and achievement are validated by tangible results. The verses blend self-confidence with playful bravado, painting a picture of someone who measures worth not by rumors or opinions, but by what’s in the bank.
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Artist: Chris Brown
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