45 lyrics - Chris Brown
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
But I know they know, and they already know it
Yeah I know I'm on but I'll still off a nigga, woah
Before we even talking, what's your offer nigga? Woah
Make sure that bank account is looking proper, nigga
Make sure my niggas eating steak and lobster nigga
We hustle hard, you hardly hustle, that's your problem nigga
Question us and we can solve it, what's your problem nigga?
Funny how these busters turn to Prima Donna niggas
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah you know it's OHB, 45
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
They quick to try and put my shit out in the open
Yeah it's cool, I ain't forgot it nigga
Now these famous bitches started blowing up my line again
Basic bitches calling cause they bank accounts is minusing, no
Money ain't a problem, we got commas boy, woah
If you don't want these problems, save the drama boy, woah
Fame for the real ones, shut the roster boy, woah
And my niggas still gon' eat that steak and lobster boy, woah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking hard to beat
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
I'mma spend a 100 racks in K.O.D
You know they sucking dick if they in V.I.P
Told the waitress to roll up, bitch forget the drinks
All this money in the air, the pussy follow me
A .45 on my side, I'm 'bout to drive
Trap jumping out the jam, think I can fly
45, 23, bounce
Money I'm counting, wanna be like Mike
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
But I know they know, and they already know it
Yeah I know I'm on but I'll still off a nigga, woah
Before we even talking, what's your offer nigga? Woah
Make sure that bank account is looking proper, nigga
Make sure my niggas eating steak and lobster nigga
We hustle hard, you hardly hustle, that's your problem nigga
Question us and we can solve it, what's your problem nigga?
Funny how these busters turn to Prima Donna niggas
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah you know it's OHB, 45
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
They quick to try and put my shit out in the open
Yeah it's cool, I ain't forgot it nigga
Now these famous bitches started blowing up my line again
Basic bitches calling cause they bank accounts is minusing, no
Money ain't a problem, we got commas boy, woah
If you don't want these problems, save the drama boy, woah
Fame for the real ones, shut the roster boy, woah
And my niggas still gon' eat that steak and lobster boy, woah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking hard to beat
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
I'mma spend a 100 racks in K.O.D
You know they sucking dick if they in V.I.P
Told the waitress to roll up, bitch forget the drinks
All this money in the air, the pussy follow me
A .45 on my side, I'm 'bout to drive
Trap jumping out the jam, think I can fly
45, 23, bounce
Money I'm counting, wanna be like Mike
And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know
A Lot Of Love lyrics - Chris Brown
A lot of love
A lot of love
A lot of love
A lot of love
Feels like the world is on your shoulders
Don't let em get you down
Through all the prejudice and violence
Your heart still can smile, you gotta go
Ooh child, things are gonna get easier
And all the pain will go away, starting today
It's time to help each other try
You can do it all it takes is, a lot of love
I need it, a lot of love
Cause I'm giving, a lot of love
Yeah, a lot of love
A lot of love
Things are gonna be the way that they should be
With all the children running freely
No more war on TV
Open your heart and then you'll finally succeed
Hey, and everyone will finally be free
It's time to help each other try
You can do it all it takes is, a lot of love
I need it, a lot of love
Cause I'm giving, a lot of love
Yeah, a lot of love
A lot of love
A lot of love
A lot of love
A lot of love
Feels like the world is on your shoulders
Don't let em get you down
Through all the prejudice and violence
Your heart still can smile, you gotta go
Ooh child, things are gonna get easier
And all the pain will go away, starting today
It's time to help each other try
You can do it all it takes is, a lot of love
I need it, a lot of love
Cause I'm giving, a lot of love
Yeah, a lot of love
A lot of love
Things are gonna be the way that they should be
With all the children running freely
No more war on TV
Open your heart and then you'll finally succeed
Hey, and everyone will finally be free
It's time to help each other try
You can do it all it takes is, a lot of love
I need it, a lot of love
Cause I'm giving, a lot of love
Yeah, a lot of love
A lot of love
Ayo (IamSu! Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (with Tyga) (feat. IamSu!)
I need you [x8]
[IamSu!:]
Hbk the gang
Nothin' like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I'm into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can't stop us, don't even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me
Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Tyga:]
Ahhh! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (bodyyyy)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ‘em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Chris Brown (Tyga):]
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ‘em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Tyga:]
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof - ahhh!
[IamSu!:]
Hbk the gang
Nothin' like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I'm into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can't stop us, don't even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me
Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Tyga:]
Ahhh! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (bodyyyy)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ‘em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Chris Brown (Tyga):]
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)
[Chris Brown:]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ‘em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
[Tyga:]
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof - ahhh!
Back To Sleep (Remix 2) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. August Alsina, Miguel & Trey Songz)
[Verse 1: August Alsina]
I just wanna rock you all night long
Believe me when we both want your love
I wanna get into you so deep I'm touching your soul
No holding back, baby, let go
I'm about to hit that, it's 'bout to make you climax
All that you can get back to sleep soon
Or you can take the day off so that I can stay off in it
You can stretch up to the roof
Let me dive deep in your mind
Ain't got time, you're lost and I feel it
I know you're ready for this sexual healing
[Chorus: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Oh, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Don't stop it now, don't stop it now
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 2: Miguel]
Deep, babe, I know exactly how to treat you
Fuck you like a poet, babe
You're nasty and I know it, babe
I'm talking mind sex, cause I'll fuck your mind first
Then I fuck you crazy, you'll come every time, baby
You know daddy's home, baby, you know that's right
Spit on it, choke, grab on your throat, cum for me, beg for it
Baby, I got that bomb dick
Tell your sister and your mom that I don't beg
Cause I fuck you like I hate you
But I kiss you like I miss you
Ooh, you got that jacuzzi and I got that Messi for you
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Miguel]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Open up, open up, baby girl
No, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Baby, I know it's late, yeah
I've been so frustrated
Today's been a little bit hard on me
And I just had to call and tell you I'm missing you
Oh, all the things I'll do to you once I get in the room
I hope you're in the mood
Just leave the keys to the door the same place you left them before
I'll be there around 4, you know what I came for
Oh, baby, assume the position
We 'bout to try every position
Play your games, tomorrow you gon' have to redo them braids
Cause I'mma sweat 'em out
Baby, spread 'em out
You know what to do with them legs and I know what to do with this head
Cause you got all of the right features
Baby, you're wet as the Caribbean beaches
I wanna dive all in your sea
Girl, let me fuck you back to sleep
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Rock you with the D, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Go to sleep in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
And rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I just wanna rock you all night long
Believe me when we both want your love
I wanna get into you so deep I'm touching your soul
No holding back, baby, let go
I'm about to hit that, it's 'bout to make you climax
All that you can get back to sleep soon
Or you can take the day off so that I can stay off in it
You can stretch up to the roof
Let me dive deep in your mind
Ain't got time, you're lost and I feel it
I know you're ready for this sexual healing
[Chorus: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Oh, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Don't stop it now, don't stop it now
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 2: Miguel]
Deep, babe, I know exactly how to treat you
Fuck you like a poet, babe
You're nasty and I know it, babe
I'm talking mind sex, cause I'll fuck your mind first
Then I fuck you crazy, you'll come every time, baby
You know daddy's home, baby, you know that's right
Spit on it, choke, grab on your throat, cum for me, beg for it
Baby, I got that bomb dick
Tell your sister and your mom that I don't beg
Cause I fuck you like I hate you
But I kiss you like I miss you
Ooh, you got that jacuzzi and I got that Messi for you
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Miguel]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Open up, open up, baby girl
No, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Baby, I know it's late, yeah
I've been so frustrated
Today's been a little bit hard on me
And I just had to call and tell you I'm missing you
Oh, all the things I'll do to you once I get in the room
I hope you're in the mood
Just leave the keys to the door the same place you left them before
I'll be there around 4, you know what I came for
Oh, baby, assume the position
We 'bout to try every position
Play your games, tomorrow you gon' have to redo them braids
Cause I'mma sweat 'em out
Baby, spread 'em out
You know what to do with them legs and I know what to do with this head
Cause you got all of the right features
Baby, you're wet as the Caribbean beaches
I wanna dive all in your sea
Girl, let me fuck you back to sleep
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Rock you with the D, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Go to sleep in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
And rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Back To Sleep (Remix 3) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Tank, R. Kelly & Anthony Hamilton)
[Intro - Tank:]
Oh, yeah, it's the general
Come on, kick it off one time, yeah
[Verse 1 - Tank:]
Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body
Yeah, who else gon beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody
Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice, yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank all his life
Yeah, he fell in love after only one night, yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice
You always let me in, I got that slick talk
Keep that good wood on me, you loving the stick talk, stick talk
Used to think that we were so the same
I'm all real R&B, these other niggas lame
I'm a wake it up, you got the cake batter
Shit, I'm a bake it up
Put you back to sleep, baby girl no picture
No hoe shit, cause I'm a real nigga
[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 2 - R. Kelly:]
Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah, blah, blah
Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots, shots, shots
Hit it from the back on my end tops
But now I'm sober, so baby girl turn over oh
Bout to go down, something like a drop top
Taste so sweet I'll be calling that a Pop Tart
Just let me rock
You get some sleep, I'll drive
Yeah, I'm pimping in it, 12 Play gang
Gangsta leaning in it, going crazy
I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy
Every time we freaking, baby just let me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Anthony Hamilton:]
Hop up in that eating on, but I'm really all into you
Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should
Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa
Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl I'm gonna put it on you
And I'm here to represent girl
Baby lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it
And I'm here to put it down girl
Let me work on you, go to work on you
[Chorus]
[Outro - Chris Brown:]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Oh, yeah, it's the general
Come on, kick it off one time, yeah
[Verse 1 - Tank:]
Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body
Yeah, who else gon beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody
Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice, yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank all his life
Yeah, he fell in love after only one night, yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice
You always let me in, I got that slick talk
Keep that good wood on me, you loving the stick talk, stick talk
Used to think that we were so the same
I'm all real R&B, these other niggas lame
I'm a wake it up, you got the cake batter
Shit, I'm a bake it up
Put you back to sleep, baby girl no picture
No hoe shit, cause I'm a real nigga
[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Verse 2 - R. Kelly:]
Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah, blah, blah
Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots, shots, shots
Hit it from the back on my end tops
But now I'm sober, so baby girl turn over oh
Bout to go down, something like a drop top
Taste so sweet I'll be calling that a Pop Tart
Just let me rock
You get some sleep, I'll drive
Yeah, I'm pimping in it, 12 Play gang
Gangsta leaning in it, going crazy
I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy
Every time we freaking, baby just let me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Anthony Hamilton:]
Hop up in that eating on, but I'm really all into you
Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should
Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa
Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl I'm gonna put it on you
And I'm here to represent girl
Baby lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it
And I'm here to put it down girl
Let me work on you, go to work on you
[Chorus]
[Outro - Chris Brown:]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Back To Sleep (Usher & Zayn Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Usher & Zayn)
[Usher:]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Usher baby
Oooh, oh oh oh
I'm gonna love you, yeah
Baby, oooh, oh oh oh
Soon as I touch you there
Come and ride on me like the waves
I flip the pages cause I wrote the book on the way how to sex you up, sex you up
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby I'll show you the way that I sex you up or I could lick you up and down 'til you say
You love how I eat on that pussy, just might go put a tat on that pussy
That's says Usher, Usher, there's no other, other
Damn girl, yeah you got that juicy, love when I make you cum, I make it gushy
Don't want any other, other, I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again, I be so deep in you, beat it up again
Girl come and sit on my tongue again cause I love to taste you yeah
I can tell you been eating your pineapples, girl your pussy taste like pineapples
Girl when I hit your G, you feel like you gon' be, baby cum for me
[Chris Brown & Usher:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you back
[Chris Brown:]
Now where you been, it's been a year
Baby I ain't seen you, you know I miss you
Baby let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more
But I just wanna tell you I'm sorry
For fucking 'round with Keisha and MaKayla
For all the Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me
Yeah baby don't test me
You know I'll do it
You want me to say your name girl?
Okay, Karrueche!
Just let me rock, I'mma fuck you back to sleep girl
Oh don't talk to me girl, don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back
[Zayn:]
Baby just stay comfortable, I want you as you are
Baby just lay there naked waiting for me
Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's about to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So baby when you're feeling like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splitting your knees, don't worry that's me
I'm over here putting work in
Baby you ain't gotta tell me what you want
[Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock and let me love you baby, fuck you back to sleep girl, oh
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Usher baby
Oooh, oh oh oh
I'm gonna love you, yeah
Baby, oooh, oh oh oh
Soon as I touch you there
Come and ride on me like the waves
I flip the pages cause I wrote the book on the way how to sex you up, sex you up
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby I'll show you the way that I sex you up or I could lick you up and down 'til you say
You love how I eat on that pussy, just might go put a tat on that pussy
That's says Usher, Usher, there's no other, other
Damn girl, yeah you got that juicy, love when I make you cum, I make it gushy
Don't want any other, other, I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again, I be so deep in you, beat it up again
Girl come and sit on my tongue again cause I love to taste you yeah
I can tell you been eating your pineapples, girl your pussy taste like pineapples
Girl when I hit your G, you feel like you gon' be, baby cum for me
[Chris Brown & Usher:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you back
[Chris Brown:]
Now where you been, it's been a year
Baby I ain't seen you, you know I miss you
Baby let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more
But I just wanna tell you I'm sorry
For fucking 'round with Keisha and MaKayla
For all the Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me
Yeah baby don't test me
You know I'll do it
You want me to say your name girl?
Okay, Karrueche!
Just let me rock, I'mma fuck you back to sleep girl
Oh don't talk to me girl, don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back
[Zayn:]
Baby just stay comfortable, I want you as you are
Baby just lay there naked waiting for me
Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's about to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So baby when you're feeling like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splitting your knees, don't worry that's me
I'm over here putting work in
Baby you ain't gotta tell me what you want
[Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock and let me love you baby, fuck you back to sleep girl, oh
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back
Bitch I'm Paid lyrics - Chris Brown
Yea, haha
What
Big shit nigga
Like it or not
Look
Leggo
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
I'm grinding hard, but this money is calling the shots.
Got that big bank, and this money long, and they sticking they hand in my pot.
With this Rolex I Bowflex, my ears looking like rah.
Better better go ahead with that bullshit, cause I am something you not.
Better put you hands up if you wanna knuckle up, take you for that ride you better buckle up.
I got bands up for them dancers, when your shift is up you can come fuck with us.
It's a real nigga up there, it's some real niggas in here.
Girl better get up on me, before a real nigga disappear.
Got that Ghoster outside waiting, got them posing, cameras hating.
Got my shades on, nigga want to talk that shit I'm elevating.
All my ladies celebrating, if my bitches catch you slipping,
You'll be tied up in my basement, no location, that shit cray.
Haha
What you mean I got a big head?
Oh, you talking about my dick.
What you mean that shit padded?
Oh, you talking about my bitch.
Talking about I'm a light bright?
You talking about my wrist.
Didn't know I could rap, right?
Nah, but this that shit.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Ya'll not cooperating, my occupation is to occupy, all this fake shit.
Communication with your lady, in my new Mercedes.
We riding around with my top down, to much smoke up in her weave.
Better let that shit air out. (Yikes!)
Better give me that na na, call me dada, and call me papa.
Imma be your cookie monsta, Gold cookie like a nigga Willy Wonka.
But you know a nigga really want ya.
Bang bang, and do the damn thing, and then I hit it again, and make a bitch roll up.
I own this necklace, matter fact all of this my shit.
That's my ring, that's my Range, I'm about to make your bitch my bitch.
I said money ain't never no issue, crying niggas go on get a tissue.
It was crazy in the club last night, and nigga we ain't see you.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Liquor got me tipsy, I'm slow leaning.
Looking at her titties, she high beaming.
She looking at my chain but, all she really want is my semen.
Imma let her get it, right on her face, clear it up like Naczema.
Now a nigga like me, I can do a rap song any day of the week.
Singing ass nigga, tatted up, ya'll ladies know I'm a freak.
You know I'm a freak, you know I'm a freak.
It's Brezzy bitch, (Yikes!)
A nigga cold on the beat.
Yikes!
Cold as ice!
Yikes!
Breezy
What
Big shit nigga
Like it or not
Look
Leggo
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
I'm grinding hard, but this money is calling the shots.
Got that big bank, and this money long, and they sticking they hand in my pot.
With this Rolex I Bowflex, my ears looking like rah.
Better better go ahead with that bullshit, cause I am something you not.
Better put you hands up if you wanna knuckle up, take you for that ride you better buckle up.
I got bands up for them dancers, when your shift is up you can come fuck with us.
It's a real nigga up there, it's some real niggas in here.
Girl better get up on me, before a real nigga disappear.
Got that Ghoster outside waiting, got them posing, cameras hating.
Got my shades on, nigga want to talk that shit I'm elevating.
All my ladies celebrating, if my bitches catch you slipping,
You'll be tied up in my basement, no location, that shit cray.
Haha
What you mean I got a big head?
Oh, you talking about my dick.
What you mean that shit padded?
Oh, you talking about my bitch.
Talking about I'm a light bright?
You talking about my wrist.
Didn't know I could rap, right?
Nah, but this that shit.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Ya'll not cooperating, my occupation is to occupy, all this fake shit.
Communication with your lady, in my new Mercedes.
We riding around with my top down, to much smoke up in her weave.
Better let that shit air out. (Yikes!)
Better give me that na na, call me dada, and call me papa.
Imma be your cookie monsta, Gold cookie like a nigga Willy Wonka.
But you know a nigga really want ya.
Bang bang, and do the damn thing, and then I hit it again, and make a bitch roll up.
I own this necklace, matter fact all of this my shit.
That's my ring, that's my Range, I'm about to make your bitch my bitch.
I said money ain't never no issue, crying niggas go on get a tissue.
It was crazy in the club last night, and nigga we ain't see you.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
she drop it on the floor, and it's money on the way.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.
I say I'm,
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.
Bitch I'm paid that's all I gotta say,
Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Liquor got me tipsy, I'm slow leaning.
Looking at her titties, she high beaming.
She looking at my chain but, all she really want is my semen.
Imma let her get it, right on her face, clear it up like Naczema.
Now a nigga like me, I can do a rap song any day of the week.
Singing ass nigga, tatted up, ya'll ladies know I'm a freak.
You know I'm a freak, you know I'm a freak.
It's Brezzy bitch, (Yikes!)
A nigga cold on the beat.
Yikes!
Cold as ice!
Yikes!
Breezy
Bitches lyrics - Chris Brown (with Tyga)
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah
[Chris Brown:]
Higher than the moon, nigga what up
They ain't worth it, nigga need to shut up
While I'm in the pussy, face down in the buttock
It ain't shit to her, me im just a fuck up
Fuck a hand shake nigga we ain't brothers
On that West side where they reppin for they colors
If you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutter
All up in your face like it's butter, [?]
Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down
Nasty I'm a king bitch, give a nigga a wipedown
Twenty four bitches, I'm rolling on chrome
My niggas are smoking on that loud
Bitch try to flunt, Imma blow your back out
I ain't thinking bout a nigga that walk past you
Bitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoos
I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo
But when she driving on that dick she a damn fool
[Hook:]
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah
All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas
All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas
Really really though, all these bitches, i don't want no niggas
Cause the real niggas that post it up already with us
[Chris Brown:]
It's a habit, in the club bottle magic
Fucking with these ratchets no purses they got baskets
Its a hand out, these bitches high feeling guess they addicts
And I ask them are you in like Patrick
Playing with the pussy like it's madden
Fire like a dragon
The one say she like me then they all bandwagon
Been leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageant
She said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though
[Hook]
[Tyga:]
Audemar, big bitch, big tipper
Super club, 20,000 for the liquor
You see the bitch I'm with, you'll probably never get her
No cop bottles, they're for broke niggas
In the corner posted it up with the dome giver
Money flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long river
So you got your bitch on lock, I'll slim jim her
It's that time of the month, fuck timber
All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up
Before you pop up, throw your set up
Hop in this bitch 'til the club's lights lit up, leave with her
Big spender, a bitch shut up
T-Killa illuminati all through your body
She blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel me
Pull up in the 'rari, the fuckin life of the party
I'm getting hoes regardless
Before this rap shit, I'm honest
[Hook]
Bombs Away lyrics - Chris Brown
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
I’m a carnivore, natural born killer so I gotta be
On any damn thing in front of me
In the club, cause I’m gonna eat tonight
I’m a gorilla, like drums on my chest so I gotta beat
When I start to do you know what it means
You can’t leave, not until you battle me
I know you’re out there, somewhere
I feel you and I smell your fear
Bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
Your body is bout to go up
I want you to show off
You pacify time seek [?]
You have been, so it’s time to act
On the world, coming for you now
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
[Verse]
It’s getting hot and heavy
She looking like she want me
To cut her like a machete
And I’ma give it to her
But that’s only if you let me
I’ma let her catch it, but it’s only the beginning, yeah
She ain’t into nasty but I ain’t mad at all
But she b-b-b-bad and she running from the law
Battle when she dancing on me that’s how I can tell
She a gi jane in the bed for real
I know you’re up there somewhere
I feel you and I smell your fear
Bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
Your body is bout to go up
I want you to show off
You pacify time seek [?]
You have been, so it’s time to act
On the world, coming for you now
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
[Verse]
It’s like I travel to another dimension
Cause Shawty got my soldiers standing at attention
I’m like yeah it’s the battle of the sexes
I wrap her legs round my head like a necklace
It’s like it’s bombs over Baghdad
And Shawty ass fat so I’ma bag that
M-m-mercy, is what you begging for
I’m standing on the bar screaming
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
So hold your glasses up if you need more
Whole lot of women but I need more
I got the long sword, like the marine corp
Let me take a stab at it leave your spleen soar
I think I’m King Kong, Godzilla
Go a couple rounds, girl that in Manilla
Now show me who iller
And I’ll show you a mirror
You want that fire, I deliver
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
If I want, me ready for
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for.
If I want, me ready for
I’m a carnivore, natural born killer so I gotta be
On any damn thing in front of me
In the club, cause I’m gonna eat tonight
I’m a gorilla, like drums on my chest so I gotta beat
When I start to do you know what it means
You can’t leave, not until you battle me
I know you’re out there, somewhere
I feel you and I smell your fear
Bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
Your body is bout to go up
I want you to show off
You pacify time seek [?]
You have been, so it’s time to act
On the world, coming for you now
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
[Verse]
It’s getting hot and heavy
She looking like she want me
To cut her like a machete
And I’ma give it to her
But that’s only if you let me
I’ma let her catch it, but it’s only the beginning, yeah
She ain’t into nasty but I ain’t mad at all
But she b-b-b-bad and she running from the law
Battle when she dancing on me that’s how I can tell
She a gi jane in the bed for real
I know you’re up there somewhere
I feel you and I smell your fear
Bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
Your body is bout to go up
I want you to show off
You pacify time seek [?]
You have been, so it’s time to act
On the world, coming for you now
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
[Verse]
It’s like I travel to another dimension
Cause Shawty got my soldiers standing at attention
I’m like yeah it’s the battle of the sexes
I wrap her legs round my head like a necklace
It’s like it’s bombs over Baghdad
And Shawty ass fat so I’ma bag that
M-m-mercy, is what you begging for
I’m standing on the bar screaming
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for
So hold your glasses up if you need more
Whole lot of women but I need more
I got the long sword, like the marine corp
Let me take a stab at it leave your spleen soar
I think I’m King Kong, Godzilla
Go a couple rounds, girl that in Manilla
Now show me who iller
And I’ll show you a mirror
You want that fire, I deliver
[Chorus]
Bombs away, bombs away
I'm coming for you now
So you better take cover
Cause I need it and I want ya
You partying on me cause I’m ready for ya
Girl I like that
Yeah you coming ready but I need a little more
Cause I’m falling right back
If I want, me ready for
If I want, me ready for
If I want, me ready for,
If I want, me ready for.
Bring It Back lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. T-Pain)
[Hook - T-Pain:]
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
Every time you see me, I be in a Lamborghini
Counting money, fettuccine, I be on one
She wore a itsy, bitsy, teeny, weeny, yellow polka dot bikini
Baby come and get it if you want some
I throw a 50 and now she sitting with me
And if she show a little more skin, I throw more 50s
And I see she got that bad, off that Henny and that 'tron
You talking 'bout that money, boy I bought my money long
[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown:]
I said I, I said I
I said I, I said I
Turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up
[Hook - T-Pain:]
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
When I hit the club, all the ladies get excited
Stunting one leg on these hoes like a fucking pirate
I cause a fucking riot, you know that I'm the fliest
And I'm jumping out the plane with no parachute hi vest
And when you see me, greet your highness
Let me introduce you to VA's finest
Check the chain and the wrist watch
So much ice on it, I can't hear it tick tock
[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown:]
I said I, I said I
I said I, I said I
Turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up
[Hook - T-Pain:]
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
Every time you see me, I be in a Lamborghini
Counting money, fettuccine, I be on one
She wore a itsy, bitsy, teeny, weeny, yellow polka dot bikini
Baby come and get it if you want some
I throw a 50 and now she sitting with me
And if she show a little more skin, I throw more 50s
And I see she got that bad, off that Henny and that 'tron
You talking 'bout that money, boy I bought my money long
[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown:]
I said I, I said I
I said I, I said I
Turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up
[Hook - T-Pain:]
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
When I hit the club, all the ladies get excited
Stunting one leg on these hoes like a fucking pirate
I cause a fucking riot, you know that I'm the fliest
And I'm jumping out the plane with no parachute hi vest
And when you see me, greet your highness
Let me introduce you to VA's finest
Check the chain and the wrist watch
So much ice on it, I can't hear it tick tock
[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown:]
I said I, I said I
I said I, I said I
Turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up
[Hook - T-Pain:]
If somebody see me doing bad, then I'm doing something wrong
I ain't tripping, I got money in the bank
Shawty wanna come back to my pad so she hopped up in the chrome
Yeah, shawty coming with me, what it do?
Throw that money in the air, let it pause, pause
And homie, you ain't even gotta ask, you know I ball
Every time I hit the mall, I want it all
Somebody gon' give me a whole 200 and tell the DJ bring it back
Calypso lyrics - Chris Brown
[Verse 1:]
Don't need your name, girl
Don't need your number
This might seem strange but, can't help but wonder what it would be like just to be with you
Don't need to move fast, just wanna think it through
Like how you hold me, and what you told me
Girl, you don't even know me
Babe, what you tryna do?
[Hook:]
Cause every time I'm lookin' in your eyes
Got me thinkin' bout you, wanna take you home
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want
I wanna find out what you like
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
[Verse 2:]
I love the way you move, we're on the right track
Don't be a stranger, gal bring that ass back
Know who you came with, and I ain't tryna take his place
But you thinkin' bout leaving with me
It's written on your face
Like how you want me, how your body call's me
Girl, you don't even know me
Babe, what you tryna do?
[Hook:]
Cause every time I'm lookin' in your eyes
Got me thinkin' bout you, wanna take you home
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want
I wanna find out what you like
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
[Bridge:]
Ohhhh-oh-oh-ohhhh, let me and you dance tonight
And ain't nobody else but me and your girl, girl
My eye's involved this time
Don't know what it is but...
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't need your name, girl
Don't need your number
This might seem strange but, can't help but wonder what it would be like just to be with you
Don't need to move fast, just wanna think it through
Like how you hold me, and what you told me
Girl, you don't even know me
Babe, what you tryna do?
[Hook:]
Cause every time I'm lookin' in your eyes
Got me thinkin' bout you, wanna take you home
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want
I wanna find out what you like
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
[Verse 2:]
I love the way you move, we're on the right track
Don't be a stranger, gal bring that ass back
Know who you came with, and I ain't tryna take his place
But you thinkin' bout leaving with me
It's written on your face
Like how you want me, how your body call's me
Girl, you don't even know me
Babe, what you tryna do?
[Hook:]
Cause every time I'm lookin' in your eyes
Got me thinkin' bout you, wanna take you home
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want
I wanna find out what you like
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
[Bridge:]
Ohhhh-oh-oh-ohhhh, let me and you dance tonight
And ain't nobody else but me and your girl, girl
My eye's involved this time
Don't know what it is but...
[Chorus: x2]
You make me say oooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just wanna love yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Don't know what you dooooooo-oooo-oooo
Just lookin' at yoooooouuuu-oooo-oooo
Can't Say No lyrics - Chris Brown
I can't tell you no
Cause you're irresistible (No)
My heart, my mind
Is spinning at the same time
The thought of you is why
Cause without you girl the sun don't shine
The places we go is straight out of a fairy tale
We're in love all over again
So I can never say
No
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no
You put a spell on me
Girl without you it's hard to breathe
It's like you are my air
Made a man out of me
Cause your love it sets me free
And when I need you you're there
The places we go are straight out of a fairy tale
Baby
We're in love all over again
I can never say no
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no
All my ladies right now
I just wanna' see you smile
Let it shine bright now
If you love me baby scream it out
Say
Ohhh, ohh Ohhhhh Ohhhh
I can never say
I can never say no
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I can't tell you no
(I'm in love girl)
I can't tell you no
(When it's raining or it's pouring outside - I'm a' have you by my side)
I can't tell you no
(In love forever - always be together)
I can't tell you no
(Make it last forever - Make it last forever)
Cause you're irresistible (No)
My heart, my mind
Is spinning at the same time
The thought of you is why
Cause without you girl the sun don't shine
The places we go is straight out of a fairy tale
We're in love all over again
So I can never say
No
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no
You put a spell on me
Girl without you it's hard to breathe
It's like you are my air
Made a man out of me
Cause your love it sets me free
And when I need you you're there
The places we go are straight out of a fairy tale
Baby
We're in love all over again
I can never say no
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no, no, no, no
I could never say
No, no
All my ladies right now
I just wanna' see you smile
Let it shine bright now
If you love me baby scream it out
Say
Ohhh, ohh Ohhhhh Ohhhh
I can never say
I can never say no
Cause you changed my life
I'll never walk away
Cause day by day
Your love (your love)
Your touch (touch)
I'm staying
Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I can't tell you no
(I'm in love girl)
I can't tell you no
(When it's raining or it's pouring outside - I'm a' have you by my side)
I can't tell you no
(In love forever - always be together)
I can't tell you no
(Make it last forever - Make it last forever)
Countdown lyrics - Chris Brown
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
I’ve been trying to get to you miss lady
All up in your house, fuck you on your couch
Take you to the bed I know you lazy
Then we go up and down, you’re screaming out that this dick amazing
And you gonna make a nigga wanna cuff you and wanna put me in a cage.
And Imma turn that ass out tonight
And I put all my money on it
I know you know my girl molly, so we’re fucking till the morning
You’re dirty, watching me put it on your body
Baby let me turn the lights down
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Imma get all up in it miss lady
And I’ll be kissing and licking on your body
And you can ride me, cause you know this dick stupid, ain’t it?
And Imma roll the red carpet out for that pussy make that pussy famous
And if yo nigga tripping,
Imma chip in and fuck around and make them payments
Girl, what time you want me to pull up to your house
I’ll slip in when he step out
He go out partying with his boys
And I’ll be partying in your mouth
Ga ga gon' head now kiss him, his breath smelling like liquor
I don’t care if you get her, Ima always be that nigga when it's...
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Please don't make it easy
Cause Imma want you.. all night
And you got something to teach me
And baby when I get it, Imma get in it
I'm gonna make love, love!
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
I’ve been trying to get to you miss lady
All up in your house, fuck you on your couch
Take you to the bed I know you lazy
Then we go up and down, you’re screaming out that this dick amazing
And you gonna make a nigga wanna cuff you and wanna put me in a cage.
And Imma turn that ass out tonight
And I put all my money on it
I know you know my girl molly, so we’re fucking till the morning
You’re dirty, watching me put it on your body
Baby let me turn the lights down
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Imma get all up in it miss lady
And I’ll be kissing and licking on your body
And you can ride me, cause you know this dick stupid, ain’t it?
And Imma roll the red carpet out for that pussy make that pussy famous
And if yo nigga tripping,
Imma chip in and fuck around and make them payments
Girl, what time you want me to pull up to your house
I’ll slip in when he step out
He go out partying with his boys
And I’ll be partying in your mouth
Ga ga gon' head now kiss him, his breath smelling like liquor
I don’t care if you get her, Ima always be that nigga when it's...
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Please don't make it easy
Cause Imma want you.. all night
And you got something to teach me
And baby when I get it, Imma get in it
I'm gonna make love, love!
[Chorus]
Lights out, countdown
I want you to take it off right now
It's the countdown, about to wear you out
I just wanna get up in it like yeah
Lights out, yeah, count down, yeah
I want you to take it off right now
It’s the countdown, about to wear you out!
Cry No More lyrics - Chris Brown
Never thought it'd catch me
Never thought it'd cost me
Never thought it'd hurt me
Never thought I'd fall in love..
But I did
I feel like somebody dropped a ton of bricks on my stomach (now)
I can't eat
I can't sleep
And it hurts me so deep
I heard people talk about it
And laugh like it'll never happened to me
Now look at me
It caught me
See how quick karma comes around
Who says a man ain't supposed to cry?
Wish I can crawl under a rock somewhere and just die
Just want the pain to go away, today
I don't wanna cry no more
And I don't wanna hurt no more
And I don't wanna love no more
Especially if it causes this
I don't want no part of it
Because it hurts me so bad
Even when it's sunny outside
It still feels like it's raining
No clouds insight
But I still need your umbrella (oh)
Sometimes I wish I would've never let you in
And then, wish I never met you
Fell in love with you
Then I wouldn't feel like I do
Who says a man ain't supposed to cry?
Wish I could crawl under a rock somewhere and just die
I just want the pain to go away, today
I don't wanna cry no more
And I don't wanna hurt no more
And I don't wanna love no more
Especially if it causes this
I don't want no part of it
Because it hurts me so bad
Never thought it'd catch me
Never thought it'd cost me
Never thought it'd hurt me
Never thought I'd fall in love
But I did ooohh
Never thought it'd catch me
Never thought it'd cost me
Never thought it'd hurt me, like this
I just want the pain to go away, today!
I don't wanna cry no more
And I don't wanna hurt no more
And I don't wanna love no more
Especially if it causes this
I don't want no part of it
Because it hurts me so bad
Never thought it'd catch me
Never thought it cost me
Never thought it hurt me
Never thought I'd fall in love
But I did
Never thought it'd catch me
Never thought it'd cost me
Never thought it'd hurt me like this
Like, like this
Dangerous lyrics - Chris Brown (with Trey Songz)
(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
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
Gettin' Money lyrics - Chris Brown
Ok, I walked inside the club with my grills on
These bitches in my V.I.P. you know what goes on
You got me 'bout to take my shirt off, she rollin' tryna party (party)
She said she wanted a threesome, then I meet her girl named Miley (Miley)
I said, "Oh no, woah woah, damn damn, oh oh!"
Her jaw locked, when my balls dropped then she really started to chow down
Head game is the meanest it make me a parapalegic
That pill kicked in like third degree and she started havin' a seizure
So what nigga you gotta attitude fuck you and yo' demeanor
I'm partyin' to death I make a mess you gotta clean up
Oh my - bad 'cause I'm acting like a peanut
All you see at the top in V.I.P. is these nuts
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Ok, I'm outside niggas hatin', they be tryna keep my car
They done fucked 'round made me mad I'm about to buy the bar
Order mo' shots, mo' liquor, mo' hoes, no nigga!
Sneak all I'm at the back door, they packed on pack they rollin' wit' us
Damn my chain might glitter, this boy be from Virginia
and she tell yo' ass to stop but she don't say that when I'm in her
Haha, 'cause I-hi, I kick that shit my ninja
My cardiac is winter, yo' shawty is my dinna'
I met a bad bitch at the starbucks
Straight to the telly that's a star fuck
Tens, fifties and them hunnids
I ain't talkin' numbers bitch, I'm talkin' monaaay
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Look, let me stop the talkin' gon' and pop that shit for daddy
A nigga got his money if you know I gotta live it up and all my money stacked in my attic
A little belligerent, I'm crazy! I'm coughin' like an asthmatic
And niggas claimin' they bad but bitch nigga you know I'm the baddest
Shake it, shake it, shake it in my face
Give a damn about yo' name but I care about yo' waist haaa
Naked naked, girl I want yo' birthday cake
Fuck you talkin' 'bout celebate, we gon' celebrate!
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
These bitches in my V.I.P. you know what goes on
You got me 'bout to take my shirt off, she rollin' tryna party (party)
She said she wanted a threesome, then I meet her girl named Miley (Miley)
I said, "Oh no, woah woah, damn damn, oh oh!"
Her jaw locked, when my balls dropped then she really started to chow down
Head game is the meanest it make me a parapalegic
That pill kicked in like third degree and she started havin' a seizure
So what nigga you gotta attitude fuck you and yo' demeanor
I'm partyin' to death I make a mess you gotta clean up
Oh my - bad 'cause I'm acting like a peanut
All you see at the top in V.I.P. is these nuts
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Ok, I'm outside niggas hatin', they be tryna keep my car
They done fucked 'round made me mad I'm about to buy the bar
Order mo' shots, mo' liquor, mo' hoes, no nigga!
Sneak all I'm at the back door, they packed on pack they rollin' wit' us
Damn my chain might glitter, this boy be from Virginia
and she tell yo' ass to stop but she don't say that when I'm in her
Haha, 'cause I-hi, I kick that shit my ninja
My cardiac is winter, yo' shawty is my dinna'
I met a bad bitch at the starbucks
Straight to the telly that's a star fuck
Tens, fifties and them hunnids
I ain't talkin' numbers bitch, I'm talkin' monaaay
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Look, let me stop the talkin' gon' and pop that shit for daddy
A nigga got his money if you know I gotta live it up and all my money stacked in my attic
A little belligerent, I'm crazy! I'm coughin' like an asthmatic
And niggas claimin' they bad but bitch nigga you know I'm the baddest
Shake it, shake it, shake it in my face
Give a damn about yo' name but I care about yo' waist haaa
Naked naked, girl I want yo' birthday cake
Fuck you talkin' 'bout celebate, we gon' celebrate!
I'm gettin' money, what's a stack?
You see me gettin' money, what's a stack?
Been gettin' money, what's a stack?
Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Throw these racks!
Real nigga throw these racks!
Give It Away lyrics - Chris Brown
[Spoken]
What?
So what you trying to say (what you trying to say?)
Stop playing
You know that's mine!
THAT’S MY PUSSY
[Verse 1]
Baby why you keep doing shit
You running from me
But you know you gon' get it
I'm going to teach you how to love me
I want you to be bad right now
I want you to fuck me yeah
With your sexy ass
I’m make that devil on to me
I’m gonna get it all (I’m gonna get it get it)
Your body’s calling let me break you off
Kinky just play along with it
Baby I’m right here
You know that belongs to me
So put it right here
Girl
[Chorus]
Don't make me have to tell you again
That’s my pussy baby
You better not give it away-way-way-way-way
Don't make me have to tell you again
That's my pussy baby
It's mine girl, it's mine girl, it's mine girl
So you better not give it away (way-a-way-a)
Said you better not better not (way-a-way-a) give it away
Better not better not (way-a-way-a)
You better not better not (way-a-way-a) give it away
Said you better not give it away
[Verse 2]
Girl I’m fucked up off that good
Bitch I know you see me calling
I’m blowing up your phone
Trying to fuck you till the morning
Kitty got me crying tears
I go longer while I’m on it that shit
Let me bring it here
I’mma lick it just how you want it
You got me paying all your bills
Fuck around and take care of your kids
Remember when you put that thang on me
Hit it from the back and I give you chills
All I want is that pussy
Girl let me get it
You know I-I own that cookie
You love it (you love it)
[Chorus]
Don't make me have to tell you again
That’s my pussy baby
You better not give it away-way-way-way-way
Don't make me have to tell you again
That's my pussy baby
It's mine girl, it's mine girl, it's mine girl
So you better not give it away (way-a-way-a)
Said you better not better not (way-a-way-a) give it away
Better not better not (way-a-way-a)
You better not better not (way-a-way-a) give it away
Said you better not give it away
Go To War For Ya lyrics - Chris Brown
Step one: I could be your man
You can call me daddy when we're fucking in the sand
Step two: Let's go for a ride, baby
Better hold still, I'll drive baby
Step three: I'll be in these streets,
Throwing up the west side
Checking up the b's
And they can't take away my pride
They just can't take away my pride
(Till they bury me)
Look into my eyes, and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me.
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Yeah, just one more time
Yo I'm just a little nigga from a small town
I try to keep a small circle, but the fuck
Niggas always try'na come around
Bad bitches on deck,I'm about to bring em out
You niggas writing bad checks,
I make her booty bounce
15 years old I was riding in a lamborghini
Now I'm 24, got a bigger fucking lamborghini
Two doors up,like I'm two floors up
It's kill or be killed nigga
Either you or us
But I keep it moving like a U-hall truck
This adolescence, had me stressing, I was too fucked up, I'm gone
What's the point of you having a crown if you
Ain't got a throne
If you king you need a queen, now I'm gone
Look into my eyes, and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me.
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
And give me one more time
(Do it! Can we do it baby?) One more time
(Do it)One more time
One more time
Baby if we do it, its gonna change our lives
It's gonna leave us
I'll drive ya ,around the world
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
You can call me daddy when we're fucking in the sand
Step two: Let's go for a ride, baby
Better hold still, I'll drive baby
Step three: I'll be in these streets,
Throwing up the west side
Checking up the b's
And they can't take away my pride
They just can't take away my pride
(Till they bury me)
Look into my eyes, and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me.
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Yeah, just one more time
Yo I'm just a little nigga from a small town
I try to keep a small circle, but the fuck
Niggas always try'na come around
Bad bitches on deck,I'm about to bring em out
You niggas writing bad checks,
I make her booty bounce
15 years old I was riding in a lamborghini
Now I'm 24, got a bigger fucking lamborghini
Two doors up,like I'm two floors up
It's kill or be killed nigga
Either you or us
But I keep it moving like a U-hall truck
This adolescence, had me stressing, I was too fucked up, I'm gone
What's the point of you having a crown if you
Ain't got a throne
If you king you need a queen, now I'm gone
Look into my eyes, and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me.
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
And give me one more time
(Do it! Can we do it baby?) One more time
(Do it)One more time
One more time
Baby if we do it, its gonna change our lives
It's gonna leave us
I'll drive ya ,around the world
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
I'm ready to go to war for you
I'ma be a warrior, I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I be smoking that cali
And baby me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
Grass Ain't Greener lyrics - Chris Brown
[Verse 1:]
You ain't the girl that you used to be
You say you're done, you're moving on
This ain't the world that it used to be
Looks like you've won, looks like you've won
Sick of leaving messages on your cell
But you never fuck with none of them
Girl you had somebody that really cared
How you fuck it up, girl it's not fair
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
[Verse 2:]
Seems like ain't nothing cool about being real
No one's honest about what they feel
Take a hoe and try to treat her well
She'll be back up at the club again
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
That's enough for sure that you fucking with me
You do what you want with somebody else
I'm gone, baby
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
[Verse 3:]
My homie said I need to stop it
My momma said bitches be watching you
They gon' put their hand all in your pocket
For the credit card that's in your wallet
Drinking liquor when we celebrating
Calculating all my funds
Tryna get a nigga take the condom off
Cause she want that tax every month, woo
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
Take my kindness for weakness when you acting silly
Keeping it 100 ain't your forté
You used to be
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
You ain't the girl that you used to be
You say you're done, you're moving on
This ain't the world that it used to be
Looks like you've won, looks like you've won
Sick of leaving messages on your cell
But you never fuck with none of them
Girl you had somebody that really cared
How you fuck it up, girl it's not fair
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
[Verse 2:]
Seems like ain't nothing cool about being real
No one's honest about what they feel
Take a hoe and try to treat her well
She'll be back up at the club again
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
That's enough for sure that you fucking with me
You do what you want with somebody else
I'm gone, baby
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
[Verse 3:]
My homie said I need to stop it
My momma said bitches be watching you
They gon' put their hand all in your pocket
For the credit card that's in your wallet
Drinking liquor when we celebrating
Calculating all my funds
Tryna get a nigga take the condom off
Cause she want that tax every month, woo
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
Take my kindness for weakness when you acting silly
Keeping it 100 ain't your forté
You used to be
[Chorus:]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waiting for my love to break up
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Acting like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh yeah
Gravity (Stuck In The Middle) lyrics - Chris Brown
Stuck in the middle of my past and my future
It's stuck in between us, tryna give love another try
But it's tripping me up cause I'd rather go on and be lonely
Damn it, I give up, so I'll be gone with the wind, oh
Girl you gotta let me go
Cause you never held me when I fall down, fall face down
Far away, cause you bring me down like gravity
I just gotta run away
I need space, it's hard for me to break away from you
It's hard for me to get away from you
It's hard for me to get away
It's hard for me to run away
It's hard for me to get away
Feeling lost, back and fourth, travelling on this bumpy road
Can you please listen to me? I don't need the games girl I want out
The middle of the street, on my knees and the traffic on the highway
I used to believe you were good for me, my life's turning upside down
Girl you gotta let me go
Cause you never held me when I fall down, fall face down
Far away, you bring me down like gravity
I just gotta run away
I need space, it's hard for me to break away from you
It's hard for me to get away from you
It's hard for me to get away
It's hard for me to run away
It's hard for me to get away
Now I'm falling faster, your love's my disaster
Let me live, I can't take this any more
Now I'm falling faster, your love's my disaster
Let me live, oh
I'm far away, you bring me down like gravity
I just gotta run away
I need space, it's hard for me to break away from you
It's hard for me to get away from you
It's hard for me to get away
It's hard for me to run away, yeah yeah yeah
It's hard for me to get away from you, yeah yeah yeah
Oh no, it's hard for me to get away from you, oh oh
It's hard for me to get away, it's hard for me to run away
It's hard for me to get away
Hollow lyrics - Chris Brown
Baby I'll admit, I made a mistake
Don't know what I was thinking, what I had was so great
Tried it to my mind, went back to my heart, I know it ain't there
Sometimes I want it all
Go head cuss me out
Girl I understand I will stay right here
And take it like a man
I really need you back, babe what I gotta do
Let me be honest, straight up tell the truth
[Chorus]
I haven't been the same since I left you,
I can't enjoy myself, even if I try too
I'm not happy, it ain't a laughing matter
And you don't understand my heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss (you)
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it out, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Girl
I will never be
The same no more
Promise I can do you better, sincerely yours
Many times, I didn't even try, and even when I told them lies, you stay wonderful girl
Can I least just get the chance to show you ah, that I'm not a little boy I won't make you cry
And it means now, All we need is time
We can get back to the way things were
[Chorus]
I haven't been the same since I left you,
I can't enjoy myself, even if I try too
I'm not happy, it ain't a laughing matter
And you don't understand my heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss (you)
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Only so much I can take, this love is broken down
Come rescue me, I need your arms
Gently wrapped around
Say you need me, and don't let go
And just to put it simply, girl my heart is empty
[Chorus]
My heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Don't know what I was thinking, what I had was so great
Tried it to my mind, went back to my heart, I know it ain't there
Sometimes I want it all
Go head cuss me out
Girl I understand I will stay right here
And take it like a man
I really need you back, babe what I gotta do
Let me be honest, straight up tell the truth
[Chorus]
I haven't been the same since I left you,
I can't enjoy myself, even if I try too
I'm not happy, it ain't a laughing matter
And you don't understand my heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss (you)
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it out, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Girl
I will never be
The same no more
Promise I can do you better, sincerely yours
Many times, I didn't even try, and even when I told them lies, you stay wonderful girl
Can I least just get the chance to show you ah, that I'm not a little boy I won't make you cry
And it means now, All we need is time
We can get back to the way things were
[Chorus]
I haven't been the same since I left you,
I can't enjoy myself, even if I try too
I'm not happy, it ain't a laughing matter
And you don't understand my heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss (you)
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Only so much I can take, this love is broken down
Come rescue me, I need your arms
Gently wrapped around
Say you need me, and don't let go
And just to put it simply, girl my heart is empty
[Chorus]
My heart is hollow
I didn't know Id end up like this
Said I didn't wanna, now I miss
My heart is hollow
And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud,
Baby I'll scream it, I didn't know what I was thinking bout
Hollow
Thought I wanted to spread my wings
But I'm empty trying to do my things, out in these streets
I wanna fly back (can I come back) home
Without your love it's hollow
Home lyrics - Chris Brown
I wanna go back
I wanna go back to my home
I just wanna go back
I said
Is this life, is this my time to waste
I got all this money calling me, how the fuck I'ma turn it down
And I done fucked around and bought too many cars now
Baby I guess that I'm a superstar now
But I wish that I could go back
Cause that money don't mean a thing when
Everybody's changing
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
Y'all niggas don't know niggas
Been here like an old nigga
When your girl see me she say Breezy you a cold nigga
Motherfuck the club
Tired of fake hoes and gold diggers
And while he tryna cuff your ass
Let go nigga
In 1999 most of y'all didn't know me
Tryna call me brodi
Nigga you ain't my homie
I'm tryna cash out everybody I came up with
But these cameras steady on that fuck shit
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
I just wanna go back to freedom
Just take away all the bullshit and rewind the truth
Now everyday they wanna say shit
That's when I say fuck you
I'm super fly no laces
I could give a fuck about you
And they just hit me with the same old
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
I wanna go back to my home
I just wanna go back
I said
Is this life, is this my time to waste
I got all this money calling me, how the fuck I'ma turn it down
And I done fucked around and bought too many cars now
Baby I guess that I'm a superstar now
But I wish that I could go back
Cause that money don't mean a thing when
Everybody's changing
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
Y'all niggas don't know niggas
Been here like an old nigga
When your girl see me she say Breezy you a cold nigga
Motherfuck the club
Tired of fake hoes and gold diggers
And while he tryna cuff your ass
Let go nigga
In 1999 most of y'all didn't know me
Tryna call me brodi
Nigga you ain't my homie
I'm tryna cash out everybody I came up with
But these cameras steady on that fuck shit
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
I just wanna go back to freedom
Just take away all the bullshit and rewind the truth
Now everyday they wanna say shit
That's when I say fuck you
I'm super fly no laces
I could give a fuck about you
And they just hit me with the same old
Crying with their hands out
What the fuck you want from me
I got all my niggas in here
So don't play with me
Fuck a one on one
I don't wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I know now
I would change so
How I Feel lyrics - Chris Brown
Yeah, is how I feel, right?
It's only me right? ha
It's like, ha
I was 15 a virginia nigga with ambition
Young but I invisioned fuckin them bad bitches
Live my life with no regret
I try to show respect but you don't give it I guess you don't understand when
It might take me a life time to take it back
And it might take you a life time to know the facts yeah
Just 'cause different don't mean we distant
And if you kill a man ain't no way to bring it back
Yeah they say its mind over matter
But what we're livin for what really matters
Some niggas just silver spoons on the platter
And other niggas is doomed just for disaster
All alone sleeping in my bedroom
As I wet the sheets mama is gonna be dead soon
'cause a man beat her, but he don't realize
She important to this family like a fucking heirloom
Yeah a nigga still found his way out
a Record deal came a nigga played out
My mama livin good, she takin days out
They sayin boy all that hard work payed off
Five hundred racks for an hour show
But ain't gon neva do a 60 minutes interview..
'cause all you wanna do is twist my words up
And all I wanna do is flip my birds up
Kind of tipsy of that red rum murda
I'm singing ass nigga know you heard of
Me, every day my click stuntin
Niggas talking down but I'ma make em pick them words up
I done said all I had to say what else
Cock suckers low blowin under my belt
Yeah they hangin from the tip
They tryna get a sip don't let em get a grip..
I'm pissing on em myself
19 a nigga went through a tragedy
3 years and nigga just found a better me
Yeah you might find another lover,
But you always started with breezy like the letter b
Nightmares feelin haunting
Thinking do I really like this star shit huh
Because fame ain't freedom and this diamond chain only mean they hold you hostage
Now I got a lot of offers telling me to wear they clothes and they wanna be my sponsor
But when a nigga fall off again they gonna be like "off 'em"
And then they go and smile up in your face just like awesome
Great, wait, police and a thug cannot relate
I guess that's why this war on drugs is the debate
So I'ma keep on livin my life from day to day
Learn from my mistakes
I Don't Like Remix (Drake Diss) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. The Game, Kanye West, Jadakiss, Big Sean)
[Verse 1: The Game]
Dact off that G6, hit the club on that gshit
Received a belt that's a G bitch and I'm bout to kill Chief Keef's shit
Just killed my nigga Meek's shit, Then I killed my nigga French's shit
Got a French bitch, no French shit but she giving my dick a French kiss
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like,
Arm hanging out the window with that black ghost, with them chrome pipes
Tell em niggas this gon' be a long night,
Bitches wanna chill we gon need some more ice
Shout out to John Wall, Man that nigga nice
Club leaning nigga we gon need some more sprite,
Real nigga, these Drake fans
Fuck charge, we gon take his stands, Take his fans we gon shake hands
Put a gap in your mouth, straight head
Hunnit racks of these cargos, push the button these cars go
Six trays of that lago, six spades black cards hoe
I got the homies out in Chicago, with the full clique with that bullshit
Dang nigga that's Rose, with the caps on and mj's
I got a thick bitch with a thin waist, got a condo so we slim steak
Got a Rolex Presidente, got black diamonds Kunta Kinte
Hot porn like turkin' em, hot weels we swervin' em
Next year we getting Derron Williams gonna do Lebron like Dirk and em'
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
They throwin' bottles I'm throwin' models, just cause I give a bitch long pipe
Doing shows on soccer fields that's dome right?
I be singing he be singing so its on fight
But hold up I didn't give a nigga no green light,
This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared bruh?
Matter fact, take care bruh you a pussy nigga, pay up
My nigga Tunechi, yeah that nigga nice, shout out to Nicki man that ass tight
Them eyebrows? Man them shits is yikes
OVO, you overdosed screamin' YOLO no I live TWICE ooops hahahaha
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
They smile in my face is what I don’t like
They steal your whole sound that’s a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin’ like they found Mike
A girl’ll run her mouth only out of spite
But I never hit a woman never in my life
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer
In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
Eatin’ good, vegetarian with the brown rice
Girls kissin’ girls, cause it’s hot right?
But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes
They ain’t about that life, they ain’t about that life
We hangin’ out that window it’s about to be a Suge night
Free Bump J, real nigga for life
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice
Shout out to L-E-P, J Boogie right?
Chief Keef, King Louis, this is Chi, right?
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
[Verse 4: Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that’s that shit I don’t like
Smokin’ on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gon’ love me now, she gon’ let me pipe
Screaming Sosa, that’s that nigga that I like
I don’t want relations, I just want one night
Cause a thirsty bitch, that’s the shit that I don’t like
I got tats up on my arm, cause this shit is life
And I spend on a bunch of clothes, cause I’m livin’ life
I come up on the scene, and I’m stealin’ light
Bitch I’m high off life, got me feelin’ right
Bitch I’m Chief Keef, fuck who don’t like
And bitch we GBE, we just gon’ cite
[Hook]
[Verse 5: Big Sean]
We are not one and the same, nigga I’m fuckin’ insane, fuck is you sayin’?
Yo ass been doin’ the same, shit, not doin’ what you sayin’
Dang, I told yo old bitch she was fuckin’ a lame, turn one ho to a train
Blow, blang, my niggas holdin’ that pain, I just hope you been praying
Bang bang, ridin’ for my niggas and that’s for life
High class I’m just surrounded by these low-lives
And I run this bitch like it’s no lights
Goin’ hard the whole night cause I ain’t goin’ back to my old life, I promise
[Verse 6: Jadakiss]
I done sold purple, I done sold white
Running outta work, that’s that shit I don’t like
She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice
She blowin’ up my phone, that’s that bitch I don’t like
Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
Put the pressure on ‘em just when they think that I eased up
Thirty for the Cuban, ‘nother 30 for the Jesus
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckers
[Hook]
Dact off that G6, hit the club on that gshit
Received a belt that's a G bitch and I'm bout to kill Chief Keef's shit
Just killed my nigga Meek's shit, Then I killed my nigga French's shit
Got a French bitch, no French shit but she giving my dick a French kiss
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like,
Arm hanging out the window with that black ghost, with them chrome pipes
Tell em niggas this gon' be a long night,
Bitches wanna chill we gon need some more ice
Shout out to John Wall, Man that nigga nice
Club leaning nigga we gon need some more sprite,
Real nigga, these Drake fans
Fuck charge, we gon take his stands, Take his fans we gon shake hands
Put a gap in your mouth, straight head
Hunnit racks of these cargos, push the button these cars go
Six trays of that lago, six spades black cards hoe
I got the homies out in Chicago, with the full clique with that bullshit
Dang nigga that's Rose, with the caps on and mj's
I got a thick bitch with a thin waist, got a condo so we slim steak
Got a Rolex Presidente, got black diamonds Kunta Kinte
Hot porn like turkin' em, hot weels we swervin' em
Next year we getting Derron Williams gonna do Lebron like Dirk and em'
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
They throwin' bottles I'm throwin' models, just cause I give a bitch long pipe
Doing shows on soccer fields that's dome right?
I be singing he be singing so its on fight
But hold up I didn't give a nigga no green light,
This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared bruh?
Matter fact, take care bruh you a pussy nigga, pay up
My nigga Tunechi, yeah that nigga nice, shout out to Nicki man that ass tight
Them eyebrows? Man them shits is yikes
OVO, you overdosed screamin' YOLO no I live TWICE ooops hahahaha
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
They smile in my face is what I don’t like
They steal your whole sound that’s a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin’ like they found Mike
A girl’ll run her mouth only out of spite
But I never hit a woman never in my life
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer
In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
Eatin’ good, vegetarian with the brown rice
Girls kissin’ girls, cause it’s hot right?
But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes
They ain’t about that life, they ain’t about that life
We hangin’ out that window it’s about to be a Suge night
Free Bump J, real nigga for life
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice
Shout out to L-E-P, J Boogie right?
Chief Keef, King Louis, this is Chi, right?
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like
[Verse 4: Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that’s that shit I don’t like
Smokin’ on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gon’ love me now, she gon’ let me pipe
Screaming Sosa, that’s that nigga that I like
I don’t want relations, I just want one night
Cause a thirsty bitch, that’s the shit that I don’t like
I got tats up on my arm, cause this shit is life
And I spend on a bunch of clothes, cause I’m livin’ life
I come up on the scene, and I’m stealin’ light
Bitch I’m high off life, got me feelin’ right
Bitch I’m Chief Keef, fuck who don’t like
And bitch we GBE, we just gon’ cite
[Hook]
[Verse 5: Big Sean]
We are not one and the same, nigga I’m fuckin’ insane, fuck is you sayin’?
Yo ass been doin’ the same, shit, not doin’ what you sayin’
Dang, I told yo old bitch she was fuckin’ a lame, turn one ho to a train
Blow, blang, my niggas holdin’ that pain, I just hope you been praying
Bang bang, ridin’ for my niggas and that’s for life
High class I’m just surrounded by these low-lives
And I run this bitch like it’s no lights
Goin’ hard the whole night cause I ain’t goin’ back to my old life, I promise
[Verse 6: Jadakiss]
I done sold purple, I done sold white
Running outta work, that’s that shit I don’t like
She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice
She blowin’ up my phone, that’s that bitch I don’t like
Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
Put the pressure on ‘em just when they think that I eased up
Thirty for the Cuban, ‘nother 30 for the Jesus
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckers
[Hook]
I Love You (Team Breezy) lyrics - Chris Brown
[Verse 1]
I know everybody on
This planet wished that they had you
I feel so blessed baby
It’s an honor to know I got you
I know every man
Probably told you that he loved you
This ain't no ordinary love song
No this ain't no ordinary love song
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'mma say it in the stadium
Scream it like an anthem
Say it from a mountain top
Sing it like a favorite song
I'mma put my cards on the table for you
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
[Verse 2]
Put your hand on my heart
Can't you feel that boom boom boom?
Only one reason that it beats is for you
But in this love game baby I play the fool
But this is no ordinary love song
No this ain't no ordinary love song
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'mma say it in the stadium
Scream it like an anthem
Say it from a mountain top
Sing it like a favorite song
I'mma put my cards on the table for you
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
[Bridge]
For once in my life
Once in my life
I can see clear
Cause you open my eyes
For once in my life
Once in my life
No doubt in my mind
You're the only one for me
Baby can't you see? Oh oh, oh oh...
I'm so oh...in love
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
I know everybody on
This planet wished that they had you
I feel so blessed baby
It’s an honor to know I got you
I know every man
Probably told you that he loved you
This ain't no ordinary love song
No this ain't no ordinary love song
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'mma say it in the stadium
Scream it like an anthem
Say it from a mountain top
Sing it like a favorite song
I'mma put my cards on the table for you
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
[Verse 2]
Put your hand on my heart
Can't you feel that boom boom boom?
Only one reason that it beats is for you
But in this love game baby I play the fool
But this is no ordinary love song
No this ain't no ordinary love song
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'mma say it in the stadium
Scream it like an anthem
Say it from a mountain top
Sing it like a favorite song
I'mma put my cards on the table for you
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
[Bridge]
For once in my life
Once in my life
I can see clear
Cause you open my eyes
For once in my life
Once in my life
No doubt in my mind
You're the only one for me
Baby can't you see? Oh oh, oh oh...
I'm so oh...in love
[Chorus]
Cause I love you oh
And baby there's nothing in the world
That I won't do for you
Oh I love you oh
I gotta tell you about a million trillion times
Baby you're the best thing in my life
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