(originally by David Guetta feat. Sam Martin)
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous (let's go)
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
(Dangerous)
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, dangerous
You (dangerous)
You take me down, spin me around
You got me running all the lights
Don't make a sound, talk to me now
Let me inside your mind
Don't know what you're thinking sugar, ooh
But I just got that feeling sugar, ooh
And I can hear the sirens burning
Red lights turning, I can't turn back now
So hold on tight
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
Oh oh oh-oh-oh
Dangerous
Oh oh oh-oh-oh (dangerous)
Show me your soul, I gotta know
Bet that you're beautiful inside
Toes on the grass, car moving fast
Come take the wheel and drive
I don't know what you're thinking sugar (oh yeah)
And I just got that feeling sugar (oh yeah)
I can hear the sirens burning, red lights turning
I can't turn back now
So hold on tight
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
Oh oh oh-oh-oh
Dangerous
Oh oh oh-oh-oh
Dangerous
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah baby
Never scared baby
Runnin' all the red lights, living on the edge baby
Just a little crazy, maybe we are
Doing 'bout a hundred and she want it in the car
(Uh huh) And I don't know what you did
(Uh huh) Don't know what it is
(Uh huh) Can't explain enough
It's dangerous
It's dangerous, so dangerous
I wanna do it again
It's dangerous, so dangerous
I wanna do it again
It's dangerous, so dangerous
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
Oh oh oh-oh-oh
Dangerous
Oh oh oh-oh-oh
Dangerous
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious, oh
Dangerous
Die For You lyrics - Chris Brown
Murder, murder she wrote
My blood spills all over the pages
And my last breath is a crawl
I say that I love you
My dying wish, you can, you hold me close?
I'm going six feet underground
Where you left me
I'm going deep hope I don't drown
Cause you're where, babe
Do you a stone cold killer
I'm a need a body bag (you pulling on my zipper)
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
Baby don't hold back, don't hold back
It's your chance,
If you can, let you take my life away
It's my life in your hands
Girl, I need mouth to mouth
Baby, I need CPR
I'm going six feet underground
Where you left me
I'm going deep hope I don't drown
Cause you're where, baby
Do you a stone cold killer
I'm a need a body bag (pulling on my zipper)
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
Hold on, heavenly father
Let me get back to my lover
I wanna hold on
I die if you wanna leave, girl
I want to stay here, 'till the end of life (until for me)
Girl I wanna let the love, let the love
Deep in the clouds tryin' to get her down
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
My blood spills all over the pages
And my last breath is a crawl
I say that I love you
My dying wish, you can, you hold me close?
I'm going six feet underground
Where you left me
I'm going deep hope I don't drown
Cause you're where, babe
Do you a stone cold killer
I'm a need a body bag (you pulling on my zipper)
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
Baby don't hold back, don't hold back
It's your chance,
If you can, let you take my life away
It's my life in your hands
Girl, I need mouth to mouth
Baby, I need CPR
I'm going six feet underground
Where you left me
I'm going deep hope I don't drown
Cause you're where, baby
Do you a stone cold killer
I'm a need a body bag (pulling on my zipper)
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
Hold on, heavenly father
Let me get back to my lover
I wanna hold on
I die if you wanna leave, girl
I want to stay here, 'till the end of life (until for me)
Girl I wanna let the love, let the love
Deep in the clouds tryin' to get her down
Now I'm floating to the other side
Before the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down
Now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby you have the gun
And you pulled the trigger
One shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side
For you I do or die
I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]
Do It (Take That, Shake That) lyrics - Chris Brown (with Tyga)
[Intro - Tyga:]
Yeah
Money comes so fast, the bitches won't last
Uhh
[Hook - Tyga:]
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Bust it open bitch (do it, do it, do it, do it)
What you working with (do it, do it, do it, do it)
Drop it to the floor (do it, do it, do it, do it)
[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Do it, do it, babe
For me, for me [x3]
[?]
Popping all these bottles
So just take that, take that
Shake that, shake that
Pull it to the side (do it, do it babe)
Do you wanna fly, I'm floating bitch
Go on do that shit for a real nigga
Pop it on the floor and try to kill a nigga
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
Hey little mama, I know you 'bout your paper
And my money, money green
I'm in charge, no [?]
I'ma provide everything you need
No middle man, no in-between
Girl quit burning all your flight miles
Just get on this jet with me
God damn
So much money niggas think I'm pulling credit card scams
Step up in the spot and bitches know just who I am
You call me dada
I buy my bitches prada
Eating shrimp and lobster
After that I eat her yaya
[Bridge - Chris Brown:]
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle is waiting
Come and jump on it
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Tyga:]
That's dice game, she on the floor
At K.O.D. and Onyx too
She up early, that's high school
She taking flights, she comfortable
She put in time, she working hard
But not enough to bake cakes too
If she met a nigga like me
Nah, I'll spring break pussy loose
Hunnid, hunnid dollar bills
Throw it in the air
I'ma make it back nigga, I don't really care
[?] panties
Shit was soaking
Private room, now that pussy open
[Bridge]
Yeah
Money comes so fast, the bitches won't last
Uhh
[Hook - Tyga:]
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Bust it open bitch (do it, do it, do it, do it)
What you working with (do it, do it, do it, do it)
Drop it to the floor (do it, do it, do it, do it)
[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Do it, do it, babe
For me, for me [x3]
[?]
Popping all these bottles
So just take that, take that
Shake that, shake that
Pull it to the side (do it, do it babe)
Do you wanna fly, I'm floating bitch
Go on do that shit for a real nigga
Pop it on the floor and try to kill a nigga
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
Hey little mama, I know you 'bout your paper
And my money, money green
I'm in charge, no [?]
I'ma provide everything you need
No middle man, no in-between
Girl quit burning all your flight miles
Just get on this jet with me
God damn
So much money niggas think I'm pulling credit card scams
Step up in the spot and bitches know just who I am
You call me dada
I buy my bitches prada
Eating shrimp and lobster
After that I eat her yaya
[Bridge - Chris Brown:]
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle is waiting
Come and jump on it
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Tyga:]
That's dice game, she on the floor
At K.O.D. and Onyx too
She up early, that's high school
She taking flights, she comfortable
She put in time, she working hard
But not enough to bake cakes too
If she met a nigga like me
Nah, I'll spring break pussy loose
Hunnid, hunnid dollar bills
Throw it in the air
I'ma make it back nigga, I don't really care
[?] panties
Shit was soaking
Private room, now that pussy open
[Bridge]
Don't Panic lyrics - Chris Brown
(Remix of French Montana's song)
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
[Hook:]
Shawty fell in love with a hustler
Man I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know somethin'
I slide on your bitch like she on somethin'
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Real niggas gettin' cake
Watch the fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Okay, don't panic
I see you poppin' that pussy
I'm try'na lick on the cookie
I'm eatin' through the panties
In and out that booty, ham sandwich
Young, new killer
Bitch, you nigga old like BlackPlanet
Strapped up, pistol with the bandanas
It's nearly clear, gotta hide it from the damn cameras
Man, I'm only smokin' Cali kush
When I'm on the plane, they got your bitch rollin' the blunts
I call it high standards
Chucks with my lokes on
Pretty girls, tell 'em ugly bitches, "Go home"
You know, they comin' for the money and the real niggas
You know, these thirsty ass thots need a meal ticket
[Hook]
Talkin' fish scales like a whole salmon
See you fuck niggas from four planets
Just gettin' started, nigga, don't panic
If you a star, I'm a whole planet
Acting like she won't get it
Have her run through the team like Jerome Bettis
You don't want it, don't look for it
Have your bitch on a surfboard, surfboard, surfboard
If you want this money, gotta work for it
Puff puff pass, what you lookin' at?
Bust it wide open, make it nasty
[Hook]
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
[Hook]
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
[Hook:]
Shawty fell in love with a hustler
Man I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know somethin'
I slide on your bitch like she on somethin'
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Real niggas gettin' cake
Watch the fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic
We just getting started, nigga, don't panic
Okay, don't panic
I see you poppin' that pussy
I'm try'na lick on the cookie
I'm eatin' through the panties
In and out that booty, ham sandwich
Young, new killer
Bitch, you nigga old like BlackPlanet
Strapped up, pistol with the bandanas
It's nearly clear, gotta hide it from the damn cameras
Man, I'm only smokin' Cali kush
When I'm on the plane, they got your bitch rollin' the blunts
I call it high standards
Chucks with my lokes on
Pretty girls, tell 'em ugly bitches, "Go home"
You know, they comin' for the money and the real niggas
You know, these thirsty ass thots need a meal ticket
[Hook]
Talkin' fish scales like a whole salmon
See you fuck niggas from four planets
Just gettin' started, nigga, don't panic
If you a star, I'm a whole planet
Acting like she won't get it
Have her run through the team like Jerome Bettis
You don't want it, don't look for it
Have your bitch on a surfboard, surfboard, surfboard
If you want this money, gotta work for it
Puff puff pass, what you lookin' at?
Bust it wide open, make it nasty
[Hook]
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
Don't panic, nigga, don't panic
[Hook]
Electric Guitar lyrics - Chris Brown
He plays the sweetest melody.
When I hear, it takes over me.
And I feel every strum of the strings.
It reminds me of all the things we used to be.
Can't breathe at all cause you're coming.
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
It kills me that I can't be with you,
thought I was the key you're playing.
Don't know I just gotta, be the one you let bleed out.
Wish I didn't know you, got me feeling stuck.
I can't let you go, just my luck.
Falling down without you,
can you pick me up?
And now I cant get you off my head.
because youre comming.
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
I'm losing my composure, all quit, game over.
You must think that I'm crazy, girl.
Please control me with your melody.
I'll play it for the world,
cause I'm your girl and I just wanna hear (So)
[Electric guitar solo]
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping up it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
When I hear, it takes over me.
And I feel every strum of the strings.
It reminds me of all the things we used to be.
Can't breathe at all cause you're coming.
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
It kills me that I can't be with you,
thought I was the key you're playing.
Don't know I just gotta, be the one you let bleed out.
Wish I didn't know you, got me feeling stuck.
I can't let you go, just my luck.
Falling down without you,
can you pick me up?
And now I cant get you off my head.
because youre comming.
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
I'm losing my composure, all quit, game over.
You must think that I'm crazy, girl.
Please control me with your melody.
I'll play it for the world,
cause I'm your girl and I just wanna hear (So)
[Electric guitar solo]
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my electric guitar.
Everytime I mind you, mind you
everytime I'm by him, by him.
You're ripping up it up on them chords,
playing my heart.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar.
Fatal Attraction lyrics - Chris Brown
Ooh Noo
Ooh Ooh
Talking wreckless all night
You gotta make that happen baby
You got me excited baby
Ooh Ooh
How come the one you got, ain't never the one you need
Listen to me
You say you
You talking 'bout you gon' walk out on this crazy dude
but I don't believe you
I don't really care about all that
So I keep coming back
I can't help myself
You make it harder for me
Don't wanna get up and leave
When you done put that thing on girl
You know just what I need and I
Know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
If it was all up to me
We do it over and (over) over again
But girl what about your man
I know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
Ooh baby I'm swear it
I want you to myself
Just how we got here
It's gon' take everything for me to leave you alone
'Cause the vision that I get
Wanna make your body - be calling me
Baby you know you
Like to give it to me
Girl, you know how we do
I used to try and act like I ain't need you before
But that was before
You make me want you more
Girl if he only knew
You make it harder for me
Don't wanna get up and leave
When you done put that thing on girl
You know just what I need and I
Know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
If it was all up to me
We do it over and (over) over again
But girl what about your man
I know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
You make it harder for me
Don't wanna get up and leave
When you done put that thing on girl
You know just what I need and I
Know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
If it was all up to me
We do it over and (over) over again
But girl what about your man
I know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction (fatal attraction)
Feel That lyrics - Chris Brown
Ha! look!
Ok now usually I don't do this
But your ass, got me turnt up
Popping all that pussy, booty bouncing
I got a ounce, roll up
Wanna see you get loose
Take my credit card, thats my account
Lamborghini's on me, just so I can see that bitch ride around
Everything I do, all the ace in the air, better hide these hoes
I do it like a show
About an hour forty five and I'm out the door
I'm fly as hell with my clientele, my pockets swole
Got girls on them niggas, running from them bitches
Make a nigga rock n roll
I'ma hold my set up
Elevate like nigga do better
But if one night, I gotta take a life
You gon see the residue from my biretta
I got way too many bitches on me
For me to be lonely
To worry about a bitch that might be fucking a homie
Low key, never that
I pull up with 40
Back up mothafucka, don't act like you know me
I be in that trap
When a nigga was 13, I did that
Saw them jordan 13’s
Sold an ounce nigga I'm gon get that
Got that hunger for that pussy
I'm up here, that cloud nine
Smoking all of my shit
Now she feeling like she a mile high
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Never gon get it like this
Never gon, never gon get it like this
I got the bud, You fucked up
Playing that Future, Lightyears
In VIP put your purse right here
Ass and your glass up, lets cheer
And this party never stops until I fuck every girl in here
Okay I'm 23 tryna get billions
V.A nigga on a stage and a nigga paid
Niggas better pay me millions
Every time that I hit it
And I blaze on a winter day
What you mean I'm hoggin
I'm ballin hard
While you other niggas in the lane
Tryna violate
3 seconds in the paint
23 I'm MJ
Too much
I got
Fuck nigga that’s your problem
Open her mouth up, open her mouth up
Give me the bottle
Oh shit, Your bitch, she about to swallow
You smoking weed while I'm boo'ed up
Taking two L's Apollo
Nigga try to call her tomorrow
That number change
That’s my bitch
You crying about it, unfollow
Direct message to my dick
Cause you never gon do it like this
Never gon, never gon do it like this
I was singing as a kid
But now I'm 23 with a Clip
DJ better play my shit
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Okay now this is for my homies
Them niggas that never really had shit
Now everything I'm owning
You pay me in songs, that’s a bad bitch
Red chucks and that Cali life
My niggas riding for me
Rata tatata tatata tatat
All them hoes singing Jeep Cherokee
And your bitch about to roll out
Visit her house, fuck on the couch
Touching my dick, girl it's a pull out
Popping a molly, fucking with bitches that fool around
Smoking that good, we start fuckin, I put it down
So baby what’s the hold up
Ima turn you over
But lets turn it like that
I know you feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that shit right now
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Ok now usually I don't do this
But your ass, got me turnt up
Popping all that pussy, booty bouncing
I got a ounce, roll up
Wanna see you get loose
Take my credit card, thats my account
Lamborghini's on me, just so I can see that bitch ride around
Everything I do, all the ace in the air, better hide these hoes
I do it like a show
About an hour forty five and I'm out the door
I'm fly as hell with my clientele, my pockets swole
Got girls on them niggas, running from them bitches
Make a nigga rock n roll
I'ma hold my set up
Elevate like nigga do better
But if one night, I gotta take a life
You gon see the residue from my biretta
I got way too many bitches on me
For me to be lonely
To worry about a bitch that might be fucking a homie
Low key, never that
I pull up with 40
Back up mothafucka, don't act like you know me
I be in that trap
When a nigga was 13, I did that
Saw them jordan 13’s
Sold an ounce nigga I'm gon get that
Got that hunger for that pussy
I'm up here, that cloud nine
Smoking all of my shit
Now she feeling like she a mile high
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Never gon get it like this
Never gon, never gon get it like this
I got the bud, You fucked up
Playing that Future, Lightyears
In VIP put your purse right here
Ass and your glass up, lets cheer
And this party never stops until I fuck every girl in here
Okay I'm 23 tryna get billions
V.A nigga on a stage and a nigga paid
Niggas better pay me millions
Every time that I hit it
And I blaze on a winter day
What you mean I'm hoggin
I'm ballin hard
While you other niggas in the lane
Tryna violate
3 seconds in the paint
23 I'm MJ
Too much
I got
Fuck nigga that’s your problem
Open her mouth up, open her mouth up
Give me the bottle
Oh shit, Your bitch, she about to swallow
You smoking weed while I'm boo'ed up
Taking two L's Apollo
Nigga try to call her tomorrow
That number change
That’s my bitch
You crying about it, unfollow
Direct message to my dick
Cause you never gon do it like this
Never gon, never gon do it like this
I was singing as a kid
But now I'm 23 with a Clip
DJ better play my shit
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Okay now this is for my homies
Them niggas that never really had shit
Now everything I'm owning
You pay me in songs, that’s a bad bitch
Red chucks and that Cali life
My niggas riding for me
Rata tatata tatata tatat
All them hoes singing Jeep Cherokee
And your bitch about to roll out
Visit her house, fuck on the couch
Touching my dick, girl it's a pull out
Popping a molly, fucking with bitches that fool around
Smoking that good, we start fuckin, I put it down
So baby what’s the hold up
Ima turn you over
But lets turn it like that
I know you feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that shit right now
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Five More Hours lyrics - Chris Brown (with Deorro)
What you wanna do baby?
Where you wanna go?
I take you to the moon baby
I take you to the floor
I treat you like a real lady
No matter where you go
Just give me some time baby as you know
Even when we're apart I know my heart is still there with you
Five more hours 'til the night it's ours and I'll be back with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
How you wanna feel baby? What you wanna know?
Just pour another drink baby, come on pour a little more
I'll treat you like a real lady, I'll keep you out the cold
I'll give you all my time baby, you know
Even when we're apart I know my heart is still there with you
Five more hours 'til the night it's ours and I'll be back with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
I follow the sound of your heartbeat
How it always calls me, finding my way back to you
I'm feeling it more now than ever
I'll do this forever, just to spend a night with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
Where you wanna go?
I take you to the moon baby
I take you to the floor
I treat you like a real lady
No matter where you go
Just give me some time baby as you know
Even when we're apart I know my heart is still there with you
Five more hours 'til the night it's ours and I'll be back with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
How you wanna feel baby? What you wanna know?
Just pour another drink baby, come on pour a little more
I'll treat you like a real lady, I'll keep you out the cold
I'll give you all my time baby, you know
Even when we're apart I know my heart is still there with you
Five more hours 'til the night it's ours and I'll be back with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
I follow the sound of your heartbeat
How it always calls me, finding my way back to you
I'm feeling it more now than ever
I'll do this forever, just to spend a night with you
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
This right here is my type of party
Five more hours we're just getting started
(Five more hours we're just getting started)
Fools With You lyrics - Chris Brown
White flag hands up, I ain't got no room for them no (uhhh)
If love was a crime i'd be doing way more than life (uhhh)
Girl I'm through all I see is you (uhhhh)
Your my heart girl I fools with you!
[Chorus:]
Tell me when tell me where (whatever you want baby I'll do it all for you)
Kinda love got me sprung (I mean it and I don't give a damn )
All these girls on my head like a fresh cut (ayeee)
Tryna get yo spot but they gets no love
Kinda love got me sprung baby for the things you do I
Fools with you!
You are whats up, baby I ain't got no reason to lie
Girl I'm feeling locked in but not stuck,
Witchuu ain't never a waste of time (uhhh)
Yay, girl I'm through all I see is you (uhhh)
Your my heart girl I fools with you!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
And when the rain falls down (tries to flood us out)
My love will be your raft girl
Anything you need (promise I will be)
Baby you can count on me
I'm ready right now no pressure on you (uh huh)
The only kind of fool I wanna be is the kind that fools with you
[Chorus]
[x4:]
I fools witchu you, you, I used to be a fool but now I only fools witchu
[Music fades out]
If love was a crime i'd be doing way more than life (uhhh)
Girl I'm through all I see is you (uhhhh)
Your my heart girl I fools with you!
[Chorus:]
Tell me when tell me where (whatever you want baby I'll do it all for you)
Kinda love got me sprung (I mean it and I don't give a damn )
All these girls on my head like a fresh cut (ayeee)
Tryna get yo spot but they gets no love
Kinda love got me sprung baby for the things you do I
Fools with you!
You are whats up, baby I ain't got no reason to lie
Girl I'm feeling locked in but not stuck,
Witchuu ain't never a waste of time (uhhh)
Yay, girl I'm through all I see is you (uhhh)
Your my heart girl I fools with you!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
And when the rain falls down (tries to flood us out)
My love will be your raft girl
Anything you need (promise I will be)
Baby you can count on me
I'm ready right now no pressure on you (uh huh)
The only kind of fool I wanna be is the kind that fools with you
[Chorus]
[x4:]
I fools witchu you, you, I used to be a fool but now I only fools witchu
[Music fades out]
Fuck The City Up lyrics - Chris Brown
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Girl it's late at night and I'm driving
Over to your crib for some action
And I just can't wait to put it down
I just wanna work you out, I'm pulling up in your driveway
If you keep the door unlocked, I'm coming in girl
A nigga going up the stairs into the bedroom
A bubble bath, rose petals on the floor
We gone do it all night, we gone do it all night
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 2]
Girl it's one a.m.
To me, I know thus kinda early
But lets take it in
For the night babe
But if you wanna bring your friends
She can come she can come
(fuck it up, fuck it up)
Just let me lay you both on the bed
Hands on the pillow
Imma go deep putting work in the middle
Ass up, face down.
Baby imma work it out
The three of us holding hands
Screaming a little
Both of yall can get it all (can get it all [x3])
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 3]
The night life rough
I fuck the city up
Ride thus bitch all niqht, tell her giddy up
Champagne's for new dreams and new bucks
But life's to bright, thank my jeweler
Thus is the epitome when jealous niqqahs expect me to strike out like a felony
It's not my intention to lash out but you telling me a niqqah that he'll never be
One of the, the greatest
Bitch you hating cos a niqqah made
When I was cutting records in my fuckinq basement
A lUl lUl niqqah couldn't get a placement
But like a spaceship, I'm out of here
Not a fear, you bring the [cough]
I'll buy the beer
Looking at my chain is like a chandeleir
But these diamonds here
And these diamonds rare
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
(something I don't know)
Yeah
Girl it's late at night and I'm driving
Over to your crib for some action
And I just can't wait to put it down
I just wanna work you out, I'm pulling up in your driveway
If you keep the door unlocked, I'm coming in girl
A nigga going up the stairs into the bedroom
A bubble bath, rose petals on the floor
We gone do it all night, we gone do it all night
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 2]
Girl it's one a.m.
To me, I know thus kinda early
But lets take it in
For the night babe
But if you wanna bring your friends
She can come she can come
(fuck it up, fuck it up)
Just let me lay you both on the bed
Hands on the pillow
Imma go deep putting work in the middle
Ass up, face down.
Baby imma work it out
The three of us holding hands
Screaming a little
Both of yall can get it all (can get it all [x3])
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 3]
The night life rough
I fuck the city up
Ride thus bitch all niqht, tell her giddy up
Champagne's for new dreams and new bucks
But life's to bright, thank my jeweler
Thus is the epitome when jealous niqqahs expect me to strike out like a felony
It's not my intention to lash out but you telling me a niqqah that he'll never be
One of the, the greatest
Bitch you hating cos a niqqah made
When I was cutting records in my fuckinq basement
A lUl lUl niqqah couldn't get a placement
But like a spaceship, I'm out of here
Not a fear, you bring the [cough]
I'll buy the beer
Looking at my chain is like a chandeleir
But these diamonds here
And these diamonds rare
[Chorus]
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
(something I don't know)
Fuck The City Up (Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Tank)
[Verse 1: CHRIS BROWN]
Yeah
Girl it's late at night and I'm driving
Over to your crib for some action
And I just can't wait to put it down
I just wanna work you out, I'm pulling up in your driveway
If you keep the door unlocked, I'm coming in girl
A nigga going up the stairs into the bedroom
A bubble bath, rose petals on the floor
We gone do it all night, we gone do it all night
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 2: TANK]
Girl I been thinking about you all night
How we hit them streets
And tore till daylight
Yeah with the top down spinning
Couldn't wait to get in
And fuck it up, fuck it up
This D&D got me crazy
All up in the stadium
Tryna find a lady
Yeah I gave a couple racks to a ten
And every time I'm in the city
We gon' get it in
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 3: CHRIS BROWN]
The night life rough
I fuck the city up
Ride thus bitch all niqht, tell her giddy up
Champagne's for new dreams and new bucks
But life's to bright, thank my jeweler
Thus is the epitome when jealous niqqahs expect me to strike out like a felony
It's not my intention to lash out but you telling me a niqqah that he'll never be
One of the, the greatest
Bitch you hating cos a niqqah made
When I was cutting records in my fuckinq basement
A lUl lUl niqqah couldn't get a placement
But like a spaceship, I'm out of here
Not a fear, you bring the [cough]
I'll buy the beer
Looking at my chain is like a chandeleir
But these diamonds here
And these diamonds rare
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
(something I don't know)
Yeah
Girl it's late at night and I'm driving
Over to your crib for some action
And I just can't wait to put it down
I just wanna work you out, I'm pulling up in your driveway
If you keep the door unlocked, I'm coming in girl
A nigga going up the stairs into the bedroom
A bubble bath, rose petals on the floor
We gone do it all night, we gone do it all night
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 2: TANK]
Girl I been thinking about you all night
How we hit them streets
And tore till daylight
Yeah with the top down spinning
Couldn't wait to get in
And fuck it up, fuck it up
This D&D got me crazy
All up in the stadium
Tryna find a lady
Yeah I gave a couple racks to a ten
And every time I'm in the city
We gon' get it in
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
Imma fuck the city up
[Verse 3: CHRIS BROWN]
The night life rough
I fuck the city up
Ride thus bitch all niqht, tell her giddy up
Champagne's for new dreams and new bucks
But life's to bright, thank my jeweler
Thus is the epitome when jealous niqqahs expect me to strike out like a felony
It's not my intention to lash out but you telling me a niqqah that he'll never be
One of the, the greatest
Bitch you hating cos a niqqah made
When I was cutting records in my fuckinq basement
A lUl lUl niqqah couldn't get a placement
But like a spaceship, I'm out of here
Not a fear, you bring the [cough]
I'll buy the beer
Looking at my chain is like a chandeleir
But these diamonds here
And these diamonds rare
So baby can we play a little game
Girl your body on mines (up and down)
Just make me work for it, work for it
Imma give you the business and girl you gone get it when I start really using my tongue (baby)
[Chorus]
Yeah girl, whenever I'm in your city, and you know Imma blow bout fitty.
Imma fuck the city up (now, yeah)
Imma give my love to you, you
Imma fuck the city up
I'm coming over babe, over, over babe
Imma fuck the city up
I'm hella paid
I'm hella paid
So Imma fuck the city up
(something I don't know)
Gangsta Boo lyrics - Chris Brown
Haha what’s up ladies
How ya’ll doin’
Yea I know what ya’ll need
All of ya’ll
And that’s ya’ll gangsta boo right
Come on
Mmm
Yea…Yea
Oh no no
It was 6 o’clock on the dot
That’s when I seen this cutie
She was chillin' at the spot
she was wit her girls
I was wit my boys
All of a sudden
I asked her to come over and say
“Wot up ma
How’d you like to get to know me?
I’m not shy
I’ll do anything for you and
I’m that guy
Say I pick you up at eight
I promise I won’t be late”
[Girl] ‘Cause all I ever wanted was
Someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
[Chris] can I be the one for you?
[Girl] lets sing out and let’s see
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
I never met no-one like you before
But I gotta take this chance
Cause if I don’t I’ll never know
What this girl is really looking for
I may not have all the money (so who cares)
I may not have all the fancy cars (I’d still be there)
But what I have to give you baby
Is so much more
[Girl] ‘Cause all I ever wanted was
Someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
[Chris] can I be the one for you?
[Girl] lets sing out and let’s see
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
Hey shorty you’re the one
Nice lips thick hips
Put me on
Too tough come on girl
Break me off
I can’t see you wit nobody else
Nobody’s like your Chris (noo)
Come on baby [x2]
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true – yes I did)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
ooohh ohh
ohh no
yeee-eeaaah
How ya’ll doin’
Yea I know what ya’ll need
All of ya’ll
And that’s ya’ll gangsta boo right
Come on
Mmm
Yea…Yea
Oh no no
It was 6 o’clock on the dot
That’s when I seen this cutie
She was chillin' at the spot
she was wit her girls
I was wit my boys
All of a sudden
I asked her to come over and say
“Wot up ma
How’d you like to get to know me?
I’m not shy
I’ll do anything for you and
I’m that guy
Say I pick you up at eight
I promise I won’t be late”
[Girl] ‘Cause all I ever wanted was
Someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
[Chris] can I be the one for you?
[Girl] lets sing out and let’s see
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
I never met no-one like you before
But I gotta take this chance
Cause if I don’t I’ll never know
What this girl is really looking for
I may not have all the money (so who cares)
I may not have all the fancy cars (I’d still be there)
But what I have to give you baby
Is so much more
[Girl] ‘Cause all I ever wanted was
Someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
[Chris] can I be the one for you?
[Girl] lets sing out and let’s see
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
Hey shorty you’re the one
Nice lips thick hips
Put me on
Too tough come on girl
Break me off
I can’t see you wit nobody else
Nobody’s like your Chris (noo)
Come on baby [x2]
Shorty wanna rider (gangsta boo)
I told her that I’d call her (it’s true – yes I did)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on come on
Shorty want a baller (gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (it’s true)
I’m not looking for the love but
I think that you’re the one
So come on, come on
ooohh ohh
ohh no
yeee-eeaaah
Gangsta Way lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. French Montana)
[Hook:]
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(I be riding through the city, girl)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(I be riding through the city)
I'm in my hood all day (I'm in my hood)
It's the gangsta way
You know my way (You know my way)
Them boys don't play (Oh my niggas don't play)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(Just rolling through my city, yeah)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(Just rolling through my city)
I'm in my hood all day (I'm in my hood)
It's the gangsta way
You know my way (You know my way)
Them boys don't play (Oh my niggas don't play)
[French Montana:]
Niggas said Hollywood, a nigga done made it
If I don't make it, I'mma call her on FaceTime, she gon' go crazy
I just want her ass up, face down, yelling out "Baby"
Repping for my city, know they miss me, it's been a while, money ain't change me
Whip it then we flip it, head up North Street
Fuck what it cost, European whips, we be flossing
Limp when I walk, you fucking with a boss
Oh I'm, you know
[Hook]
Girl you know I'll never leave
You know my heart is in these streets
And that ghetto love ain't changing
I'mma put on for my city, that's that Virginia in me
It's a big world for a little country boy, yeah yeah
Now everybody knows my name
Baby I'm coming home
Country nigga ain't change
[Hook]
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(I be riding through the city, girl)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(I be riding through the city)
I'm in my hood all day (I'm in my hood)
It's the gangsta way
You know my way (You know my way)
Them boys don't play (Oh my niggas don't play)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(Just rolling through my city, yeah)
You know I be riding round the town and down the block
(Just rolling through my city)
I'm in my hood all day (I'm in my hood)
It's the gangsta way
You know my way (You know my way)
Them boys don't play (Oh my niggas don't play)
[French Montana:]
Niggas said Hollywood, a nigga done made it
If I don't make it, I'mma call her on FaceTime, she gon' go crazy
I just want her ass up, face down, yelling out "Baby"
Repping for my city, know they miss me, it's been a while, money ain't change me
Whip it then we flip it, head up North Street
Fuck what it cost, European whips, we be flossing
Limp when I walk, you fucking with a boss
Oh I'm, you know
[Hook]
Girl you know I'll never leave
You know my heart is in these streets
And that ghetto love ain't changing
I'mma put on for my city, that's that Virginia in me
It's a big world for a little country boy, yeah yeah
Now everybody knows my name
Baby I'm coming home
Country nigga ain't change
[Hook]
Get Dat Money lyrics - Chris Brown (with French Montana & Lil Durk)
[Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole, just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk, aw yeah
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, go ahead and get that money baby
[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get that money baby
[Lil Durk:]
Hundred dollar bottle, what the strippers swallow?
Malaya Blacc Chyna, shout out to Tyga
Red Bottoms just to match the 'Rari Spider
Plain Jane Rolly got them bitches on fire
Now whoever say I cuff hoes
I just break the band on the bitch that's on that pole
Pussy popping, got the squad turning up with hoes
Ace of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show
Now oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Got spice red all on my shoe
We global like we on the news
Stay in the best designer, we be on the news, let's get it
[Chorus]
[French Montana:]
Came flipping, I bought it, when I came through in that foreign
Only fuck with them bad bitches, them square bitches be boring
She need five stacks on that hair, coke, pills I'm on
Been getting money all year, all them cribs I own
Shawty help me slanging fish to meet me at the yard
God damn, young nigga made it hot
Shawty bent it over, told me land on it
Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on 'em
She spinning on the top like a ceiling fan
I can catch a rico off the Instagram
Wrist wrapped up, John Wall
Stacking money up, wall to wall
[Chorus]
Look how she up and down that pole, just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk, aw yeah
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, go ahead and get that money baby
[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get that money baby
[Lil Durk:]
Hundred dollar bottle, what the strippers swallow?
Malaya Blacc Chyna, shout out to Tyga
Red Bottoms just to match the 'Rari Spider
Plain Jane Rolly got them bitches on fire
Now whoever say I cuff hoes
I just break the band on the bitch that's on that pole
Pussy popping, got the squad turning up with hoes
Ace of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show
Now oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Got spice red all on my shoe
We global like we on the news
Stay in the best designer, we be on the news, let's get it
[Chorus]
[French Montana:]
Came flipping, I bought it, when I came through in that foreign
Only fuck with them bad bitches, them square bitches be boring
She need five stacks on that hair, coke, pills I'm on
Been getting money all year, all them cribs I own
Shawty help me slanging fish to meet me at the yard
God damn, young nigga made it hot
Shawty bent it over, told me land on it
Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on 'em
She spinning on the top like a ceiling fan
I can catch a rico off the Instagram
Wrist wrapped up, John Wall
Stacking money up, wall to wall
[Chorus]
Get Down lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. B.o.B & T-Pain)
[Verse]
Rich nigga in the back seat of a ghost
Doin too much, doin the most
Wheels spinnin, cruise control
When the girls see me they lose control
I'ma gang spitter my mouth grab a milly
You ain't heard about me I got cloud round the city
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love
[Pre-Chorus:]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
[Verse]
Rich nigga, you know I'm gonna get it
Money stack it up and I'm about to buy city
Lady killer
Doggy want that kitty
I'm about to break her up
She nasty and she pretty
She got that pretty thang
That good good
Big ol' ass
That good good
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love
[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
[Verse: B.o.B]
Walking in the building feeling like I own the buildin
When we pull up to the front it's like an automotive dealer ship
Or something of the nature blowing blowing get the table
Please stop blowing my buzz I'm trying to bomb with mother nature
All you haters so played out
Yall so 1999
I'm so these ain't even out yet
No you can't find these online
And all my passion forward just to go around
I got that lazy boy salary my pocket stay on recline
Everybody get down I'm throwing six out
Man I'm sayin
I just roll like six pounds and blow that shit down
Man I'm sayin
If looks could kill she have the pistol in her purse
One to the dome
Like a ring shot
I get down
[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
Rich nigga in the back seat of a ghost
Doin too much, doin the most
Wheels spinnin, cruise control
When the girls see me they lose control
I'ma gang spitter my mouth grab a milly
You ain't heard about me I got cloud round the city
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love
[Pre-Chorus:]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
[Verse]
Rich nigga, you know I'm gonna get it
Money stack it up and I'm about to buy city
Lady killer
Doggy want that kitty
I'm about to break her up
She nasty and she pretty
She got that pretty thang
That good good
Big ol' ass
That good good
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love
[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
[Verse: B.o.B]
Walking in the building feeling like I own the buildin
When we pull up to the front it's like an automotive dealer ship
Or something of the nature blowing blowing get the table
Please stop blowing my buzz I'm trying to bomb with mother nature
All you haters so played out
Yall so 1999
I'm so these ain't even out yet
No you can't find these online
And all my passion forward just to go around
I got that lazy boy salary my pocket stay on recline
Everybody get down I'm throwing six out
Man I'm sayin
I just roll like six pounds and blow that shit down
Man I'm sayin
If looks could kill she have the pistol in her purse
One to the dome
Like a ring shot
I get down
[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down
[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see
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