Beg For It Lyrics – Chris Brown

[Verse:]
Girl, I woke up before the light
Thinking about tonight
I can't, I can't sleep
Just a few hours ago
We had the TV on
Drowning out your scream
Tell me your favorite love song girl
I'm gonna play it while your toes curl
Girl what you're saying speak your mind
Girl,tell me what you like

[Chorus:]
I'm a make you beg for it
Beg for it
I'll give you what you need
Only if you say please
I'm a make you beg for it
Beg for it
Go on whisper your wishes to me, baby

[Verse:]
Not gonna lie to you wasn't expecting you,
To have me on my knees, yeah
I'm gonna make you cry
Tears from your paradise
And love your ass to sleep
Yeah You've got my favorite secrets on,
And I wont use my hands to take them off
Girl what you're saying
Speak your mind
Tell me what you like!

[Chorus:]
I'm a make you beg for it,
Beg for it
I'll give you what you need
Only if you say please!
I'm a make you beg for it,
Beg for it
Go on and whisper your wishes to me, babe!

[Verse:]
Baby I'm gonna let it go,
Girl, you go get it good
I'm gonna make twenty more seconds
Feel like twenty more minutes
Baby I'm gonna make you scream, yeah
I'm not finished yet, twenty more seconds
Oh, you ain't gotta beg no more
I'm a give it up
I'm a give you all my love
And baby I
I'm gonna give you what you're asking for
But if you want more
I'm gonna make you beg, beg
And I'm a give you what you need
Only if you say please
I'm a make you beg for it, beg for it, beg for it
Is your body telling me, oh?

[Chorus:]
I'm a make you beg for it,
Beg for it!
I'll give you what you need
Only if you say please!
I'm a make you beg for it,
Beg for it!
Go on and whisper your wishes to me, babe!

Champion Lyrics – Chipmunk (feat. Chris Brown)

[Chris Brown]
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people have to fight
Some people give it up

[Chipmunk - Verse 1]
They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee off
Whenever they say you can't, take the t off
I remember when they told me I couldn't be famous
Now my dream and reality is simultaneous
And work your own way to the top
If they put you on a pedestal they can take you off
And there's a higher level than the top
You gotta make more, don't do with what you got
Yeah, so get it in go sunny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky so you gotta feel
The hunger in your tummy

[Chris Brown]
I'm always pushing myself to the limit
Making sure I stay ahead
You made me who I am, from the words you said

Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion

[Chipmunk - Verse 2]
Imagine you was the one, that couldn't get a look in
Couldn't get a booking
Couldn't get a push in when you needed a shove
Or your buttons they be pushing
So now they tryna shush him
It's only you believing in you
They turn you into a bastard than moment you rude
Attitude a little out of tune
But that's how champions move
Yeah so go and get it in sunny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky
So you gotta feel the hunger in your tummy

[Chorus]

[Chipmunk - Verse 3]
No-one wants to help
I guess you're on your own
Build a foundation with the bricks they throw
In a black and white World, True colors show
Change if you want, everybody grows
Life's like an ill, but try and get a hold
Opinions ain't fact, take em and let em go

[Chris Brown]
You made me who I am from the words you said

Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion (champion)

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion

Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion (champion)

Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion
But I was born a champion

All About You Lyrics – Chris Brown

How'd did you get so young
I heard that you were born today
Heard that you came from
The sky and I just wanna say
Welcome, the world is glad you're here to stay
Have fun, it's time to give another day
Sometimes the fire can get in your way
But that ain't nothing
You can't blow away

So make a wish
I have one too
I wish that I could stay with you
Wish you knew
How much I want all your wishes to come true
It's all about you
It's all about you
Today, today
It's all about you
It's all about you
Today, today

Girl what do you want
I swear I'll give you everything
New car parked out front
Flowers, bags and wedding rings
Well done, the world is glad you're here to stay
Have fun, it's time to give another day
Sometimes the fire get in the way
But that ain't nothing
You can't blow away

So make a wish
I have one too
I wish I that could stay with you
Wish you knew
How much I want all your wishes to come true
It's all about you
It's all about you
Today, today
It's all about you
It's all about you
Today

Talk Ya Ear Off Lyrics – Chris Brown

[Verse 1]
I got what you want, waaant
Girl I want you, so grab a couple a friends
And let's go out
And if you’re nasty I’m nasty too,
I’ve got a whole section already reserved for you
So bring your pretty ass over, to me

[Chorus]
I say, I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
I wanna talk ya ear off, girl
Got another rhythm leading to the floor,
I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Don’t talk my ear off
Will you follow me to the floor,

[Verse 2]
Girl I got your heart
Heart! I know what to do, baby
Just sit that pretty thing on my lap, on my lap,
That big oh booty
I’m telling the truth, baby
It’s only you that I gotta have
So bring your pretty ass over, to me

[Chorus]
I say, I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
I wanna talk ya ear off, girl
Got another rhythm leading to the floor,
I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Don’t talk my ear off
Will you follow me to the floor,

You know it, you know it baby

[Chorus]
I say, I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
I wanna talk ya ear off, girl
Got another rhythm leading to the floor,
I’m gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Gonna talk ya ear off, girl
Don’t talk my ear off
Will you follow me to the floor

mixtape: "In My Zone 2" (2010)



Ms. Breezy Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Gucci Mane)

(Gucci Mane)
Hey tell the d.j Gucci (Gucci) mane said to play Reggae
Reggae b**** not ray j. damn i like his sister Brandi
The cali sips brandy ????? to Miami
the phantom in my mattress and my white b***** can't stand it
the only thing I'm laking is a chick to stand beside me
to drive my baby coupe on the days i don't feel like driving
I take you to a island that I been dying to get you smiling
with a change of clothes change hit your friends up??
down south swagger with the oversees diamonds
oversize, customize haters get blinded
put your glasses on girl cause I'm so shinny
and the way you looking at me girl look at ????

She says she wanna go around the world
She says she wanna be my baby girl
She says she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Shopping spree
You can have anything
And I'ma let her see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy

She love me
Cos I'm so good to her
Yeah she love me
Spend it all up on her
She really love me yeah
She can get anything that she wants
I know she only used to have it regular
Coming in and outta lala on the regular
She ain't never had the type of shit I'm giving her
Shoes are first Louis purse
Hair down never splurge
And now I'm blowing her mind, her mind
cause everyday she roll out in a phantom
I know she wanna be mine
Wave to the haters like nanananana

She says she wanna go around the world
She says she wanna be my baby girl
She says she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Shopping spree
You can have anything
And I'ma let her see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy

I know she ain't used to girls staring at her
Pointing at her man cos I'm trickin' on her yeah
And I heard it ain't trickin' if you got it
And I got a lot of it so I blow it on her yeah
I know that she love me
And I'm gon' still buy gifts til she won't turn none of them down
But she don't want nothing from me
And she gon' change her last name
She can't wait to be Mrs. Brown
And now I'm blowing her mind, her mind
cause everyday she rolling out in a phantom
I know she wanna be mine
Wave to the haters like nanananana

She says she wanna go around the world
She says she wanna be my baby girl
She says she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Shopping spree
You can have anything
And I'ma let her see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy

Shit Got Damn Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Big Sean)

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Shit God damn
In the club, jumpin', let the party begin
And I got 'em like, shit God damn
VIP thats our section
Got 'em like shit god damn
Ay shawty, you can bring all your friends
We got 'em like shit God damn
We got 'em like shit God damn
God damn, God damn,

Got the chauffeur just to open the doors
I'm fly, and I know it, ohhhh
You make me yodel le he hoo
Cause you bad, Yes I know it
Girl you got that fire
Need to break me off
Get closer to my bed then you take it off
And I'm the flyest nigga in here, knock it off
See me and Sean came for the ladies
Its about to get crazy, in here
And its a lot around the block
All the single ladies you be takin', by me

[Chorus]

[Big Sean]
Bitch is so nasty
Now I got a hundred thousand dollars, and girls both legal
Patron chillin' on rocks like a bald eagle
Ooooh its about to get drastic
Ass is like the number one draft pick
I does this shit historically
No wonder why they recorded me
I'm important as these imported drinks that they pour for me
Your wifey is a whore to me
I break her, break her off then send her back like she got a warranty (do it)
Bust it open girl, let me see somethin'
Her and her friend ask what time it is, 3-some'n duh
Its just me and C-Breezy
Life's a bitch cuz the hoes to easy
I blow a oh oh oh oh smokin' loudly boy
Just blew 4 O's I'm outty boy
I got this shit so cloudy boy
All these hoes up in my truck
That shit look like a lobby boy
But you dont, you dont, you dont know nothin' bout that boy

[Chorus]

Talk That Shit Lyrics – Chris Brown

Girl I know when we fussin' every little thing I say ain't right
Now, you callin' me names and I see the pain that's in your eyes
Then we be makin' love all around then I got my body in between your thighs
Oh, baby, I like it when we make up

[Chorus:]
Keep it up
Keep it goin'
Cause you're fine
And you know it
I love it when you talk that shit
I love it when you talk that shit
Talk real loud
So I can hear
Cuss me out
Make me feel it
I love it when you talk that shit
I love it when you talk that shit

God dammit I just like everything you do cause I know you keep me in check
And if a girl try to push up on me you won't hesitate to grab her by her neck
A little crazy but you're amazing
You ain't scared to show your bad side
Oh, baby
You're the one I want
One I love

[Chorus]

Tell me shut up, tell me no
You get better if I let you throw my phone
Then you tell me to the left to the left
Then I'm right back for the sex for the sex
I know you're mad now but later on
Yea we gon' take it to the room
You can let out all of your aggression
And put it all on me like

I hate you
You ain't shit but I love you
Don't nobody else make me mad as you
But when we makin' up thought I'm glad it's you
Lady's sing it
[Repeat]

[Chorus]

My Girl Like Them Girls Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. J Valentine)

Let me start off by saying
Baby don't go both ways
She don't mind flirting and playing
At least that's what she say
Got off in the spot
And I'm tripping
She knows baby girl's first name
Could it be something I'm missing
Or am I just part of the game
Woah woah
She getting more change than the players
Woah woah
She putting fingers up to the haters
Woah woah
Way she do it it look so good
Like I said she don't go both ways
But this is making me wish she would

My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
So I let her let her do her thing
I even let her make it rain
My girl like them girls
She like them girls
Oh yeah

Didn't know that she liked them girls
Didn't know she...

Number one fantasy on my list
I even did it once in my dream
Ooh that damn Minaj
Could it really be happening
Baby how you gon' tease me
Tucking dollars all between your thighs
Ooh that girl got it
You should make an exception tonight

Woah woah
She getting more change than the players
Woah woah
She putting fingers up to the haters
Woah woah
Way she do it it look so good
Like I said she don't go both ways
But this is making me wish she would
Yeah...

My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
So I let her let her do her thing
I even let her make it rain
My girl like them girls
She like them girls
Oh yeah

Didn't know that she liked them girls
Didn't know she...

She liked the one with the tattooed thighs
I think they call her Sunshine
And if she wanna cross the light
I don't care
Cause ain't nobody gotta know
And we can keep it on the low
And if you wanna take her home
We can share...

My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
My girl like them girls
It's alright it's okay
So I let her let her do her thing
I even let her make it rain
My girl like them girls
She like them girls
Oh yeah
Didn't know that she liked them girls
Didn't know she...

Fuck Um All Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Kevin McCall & Diesel)

You know, this shit is really alot of hard work man.
Shiitt who I'm kiddin man this shit too easy.
I'm in my zone baby!
TWO!

Uh, fuck em all like a orgy.
Don't remember none of they names they not important.

Fuck em! haha!
You know it sucks to be hated.
But it feels Great!... to be loved.
And you have the haters keep talkin.
Baby drew you feel me!?
DJ Drama!
Breezy said fuck em!

[Kevin McCall:]
Uh, fuck em all like a orgy.
Don't remember none of they names they not important.
Haters better stay in they lane I'm Jeff Gordon.
Nigga I been fly, & ya'll just boardin.

Uh, fuck em all like a orgy.
Don't remember none of they names they not important.

Uh, fuck em all like a orgy.
Don't remember none of they names they not important.

Uh, fuck em all like a orgy.
Don't remember none of they names they not important.
Haters better stay in they lane I'm Jeff Gordon.
Nigga I been fly, & ya'll just boardin.
Uh, all my shit be bumpin.
Fuckin over niggas like we layin in a bunk bed.
And I'm on the top bunk, while they on the bottom one.
Hope you bought your oven mitts cause all my shit be hot as fuck.
How the fuck I end up here, better yet.
How the fuck I do it in a year.
Make that feel good music like I fucked you in ya ear.
Pause. No homo no David allen queer naw.
Tell me who the fuck I'm possed to fear.
If it's not god, cause judgement day is near.
I wish I knew then what I know now.
Cause nobody can judge me not even Joe Brown.

[Chorus:]
Tell em fuck em all.
Ya'll know me,
Same ol G.
I told em fuck em all.
All these niggas hatin on me.
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh.

[Chris Brown:]
Fuck em all like I'm fresh out.
Can't say shit cause you know what the press bout.
Do it like I'm Gwen Stefani, give em no doubt.
Call me cammando I'm goin all balls out.
Pause... So the fans can applaud.
Never take a break so I'm always on call
My duty is to do this, when I do it I be killin.
The sickest so I shit on everybody I be illin.
Nah nigga I'm cold but that don't mean I'm chillen.
Got some bad shawties & they all ready & willin.
Fingers up to the world like I'm stone cold.
Shit platinum records & I piss gold.
Like a tiger in the freezer I'm a cool cat.
I'm the reason why VIP in the club crack.
I know you love that.
So bring more bottles.
And don't worry bout the tab, I got em.

[Chorus:]
Tell em fuck em all.
Ya'll know me,
Same ol G.
I told em fuck em all.
All these niggas hatin on me.
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh.

[Deisel:]
Uh, fuck em all haters talk alot.
Voices in my head tell me Deisel cop a bigger yacht.
The black card said go'head buy another drop.
Garage lookin something like a foreign car lot.
Wow, I swear I'm livin like monopoly.
And this hotel... property
Nothin in my wallet then I'm shittin on the lottery.
Ain't talkin twitter when I say yo girl follow me.
Give me yo patron before I perform.
Got me spittin so smooth I'm a call it drake ramon.
I'm on right now.
The ladies on with me.
Actin like they love me someone give these hoes a emmy.
Fuck em all cause I know they all let me.
Shake they whole team feel like action in a SB.
Or the heisman status on high man.
How can I crash man when I'm flyer than the pilot.

[Chorus:]
Tell em fuck em all.
Ya'll know me,
Same ol G.
I told em fuck em all.
All these niggas hatin on me.
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh.

Christmas Came Today Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Seven)

Oh, do you want me girl?

Baby love, how you been doing?
Have you been naughty or nice, baby?
Tell me what are we doing?
It's snowing, all this beautiful music
And when I unwrap a present tonight, you gonna be the one, listen to me now

I want you to...

Do you want me, boy?
Take it off
Do you want me, boy?
Girl, Just kiss me, Oh baby
Under the mistletoe

And we can both say, Christmas came today,
And we both say, Christmas came today
Baby love, you know I'm hungry
Your bra and panties fit right
But girl I just wanna taste your cookies
(they won't hear a sound)
I'm like oh no, she come back like a yo yo
Girl I don't make it rain, I make you snow
Do you want me to start, then you tell me no,
Your love it so hard that the tree fell on the floor

I want you to

Do you want me, boy?
Take it off
Do you want me, boy?
Just kiss me, Oh baby
Girl you want me more

Oh baby, we can both say Christmas came today
We can both say Christmas came today

I want you to,

Do you want me, boy
Take it off
Do you want me, boy?
Just kiss me, oh baby

Glitter Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Big Sean)

Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
That must mean I'm rich!
Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
I got them VVS especially
And you know them diamonds brighter then a bitch
(You know what we do and you know we shine so)
Just watch em glitter, glitter, glitter,
No I won't let up, let up, let up,
Just watch it glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter
(And I'm shining though)

She said it's nice to meet me,
My chain is clear like Fiji
My diamonds shine in blue and red,
You think that shits in 3d

Yeah, where you wanna go?
Jamaica or Tahiti?
Don't share you with no others.
Love the money plus I'm greedy,
And it's a piece of cake,
I say cause I'm a pro
You little fake boys, it's like Pinocchio
But I'm in Tokyo, get in my side just from these hoes
And you can hate but I'm just flying private on this hoes

Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
That must mean I'm rich!
Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
I got them VVS especially
And you know them diamonds brighter then a bitch
(You know what we do and you know we shine so)

Just watch em glitter, glitter, glitter,
No I won't let up, let up, let up,
Just watch it glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter
(And I'm shining though)

Diamonds are yellow bishop look like immigrations
Stacking money to the ceiling, I'ma need a renovation
You a rhinestone shorty, your shits an imitation
Man my neck shinin so bright I feel like I'm on a vacation, man
So fuck you with your outlet, outfit, you can buy mine from,
Sike, I'm playin nigga this ain't out yet (silly nigga)
Yellow diamonds, my neck frows, neck frows, chain heavy
I feel like my neck grows

Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
That must mean I'm rich!
Them yellow diamonds in my chain, yeah
I got them VVS especially
And you know them diamonds brighter then a bitch
(You know what we do and you know we shine so)
Just watch em glitter, glitter, glitter,
No I won't let up, let up, let up,
Just watch it glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter, glitter
(And I'm shining though)

What U Doin Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Big Sean)

Drama, what U doin?
Nigger why you mad?
You know we're bullshitting
I like my cars so I like my broad's top missing
Made from the liquor and faces full of DNA
And me and Sean came to party
So it's TNA
I go to war for that money
I'm a green beret
I got that cash flow

What U doin, boy?

Nigger why you mad? You know we're bullshitting
I like my cars so I like my broad's top missing
Made from the liquor and faces full of DNA
And me and Sean came to party
So it's TNA
I go to war for that money,
I'm a green beret
I got that cash flow nigger

Nigga I just need to save
Call me birdman
Flock full of chickens
What u doin
I'm bullshitting
You get paid
No never mind
Cause by the time you see me
Been seeing your girl like hella times
And she might say your name
But she yelling mine
You a sucker
You a lame
I'm a veteran
I do my thing
Dirty dirty
I'm a be the reason why they acting flirty
1:30 kinda early
They callin' me ... cause I'm getting birdies
And I'm a birdman
Whole flock of chickens
Nigga what U doin
Bullshitting

Nigga hold up
The track done blowed up
My flow sick as shit
I think I throwed up
What up my nigga Sean
We rocking all these ladies
And we responsible for after? all these babies
You know it's G.O.O.D. music
CBE I do do it
Poo poo on that track
And I be shitting on them vomit fluid
Call a coroner
Nigga good riddance
What U doin boy?

Drop Rap Lyrics – Chris Brown (feat. Petey Pablo)

Fresh up off the stove
I'm hotter than a bitch
Black diamond audemar is holding down my wrist
I'm the shit you playing
Nigger you know my name dawg
And shawty let me cut call me mister chainsaw
This beat goes so hard
And so does your broad
And when she sees me
If its easy ha
Its your fault
Lamborghini fettucinni counts as dough dawg
Big ice on my necklace look like snowballs
Anyway that I get it I don't care
I do it wen I do I does it
And you know me
Shitting on niggas and I do it in public
I know you're mad why
And I ain't trying to brag
I'm just talking about the shit
That you wish you had
My tattoos complement my attitude
Light skin nigga but I'm not an average dude
You're an opener and I'm going after you
Headline I hope you niggas read the news

[Chorus:]
When they see me their jaw drop, yea
Better cup your chick when she see me her jaw drops, yea
Shuttin the club down
Nigga thats on top
they telling me slow down
but I ain't never gonna stop
ha...ok
Where the Rosy, Ciroc
Mixed wit OJ
I'm hot
You not but it's ok
Ya'll mean shit to no way haha

Gucci shades
My chain looks like minute maid
Blowing up is what I do
I'm a big grenade
Star stuntin
These niggers frontin show me something
A whole clique niggas shitting
Bullets dumping
and When you see me
Please believe me
That I'm fly as hell
I got a rack of broads
I call it my clientele
Tigers at the wing
Two girls that's a three piece
Now you see why all these singers
Tryna to be me
Now what you're talking about
To the haters throw them deuces up
Back number one
Middle finger is up
Straight to the top zoom zoom
that's how I go
and then I drop the top on my mercielago
Its not a game nigga
So I ain't got to play
My niggas Mac and Diesel
Its Yung by the way
G5 so I ain't got to wait
The most hated on
So I ain't got to hate

[Chorus]
When they see me their jaw drop, yea
Better cup your chick when she see me her jaw drops, yea
Shuttin the club down
Nigga that's on top
they telling me slow down
but I ain't never gonna stop
ha...ok
Where the Rosy, Ciroc
Mixed wit OJ
I'm hot
You're not but it's ok
Ya'll mean shit to no way haha

Eazy Breezy
Sexy Sleezy
Touch me Tease me
Freak a Leak em
Chris "a" Brezzy, Petey Petey
A B Ceezy, 1 2 threezy
Kichi Kichi Nakamichi
Okinawa nice to meet ya
CEO or C M Breezy
Now Now who who wants to do me
We bossed up we bossed
come on in here girl
she getting nossed up
she got her bra up
i think she wants to cut
babe there's two of us
come on let double up
go head and knock the ball
and we gone pop the top off
and we don't care how many bottles or how much that they cost
we like them dope boys
we just left off the block
we open both doors and then we keep em locked
damn we got it locked
Rnb and Hippie Hop
Carolina busy bee
and 9 to 5 we down the block
tell me what you want girl
i can get it for you girl
hes a mothafuckin chump
and Imma real thug

[Chorus]
When they see me their jaw drop, yea
Better cup your chick when she see me her jaw drops, yea
Shuttin the club down
Nigga that's on top
they telling me slow down
but I ain't never gonna stop
ha...ok
Where the Rosy, Ciroc
Mixed wit OJ
I'm hot
You're not but it's ok
Ya'll mean shit to no way haha

AWOL Lyrics – Chris Brown

Why you're up in here starting drama?
Beauty got the bottie with a curve like ...
We can disappear into my ... until tomorrow
We can go ...
Think that I should .. hundred bills when you pass me
It was on my mind girl you don't even got to ask me
I don't need no bitches I ain't come to do no math
I just wanna get

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I got you baby girl
So you can relax
The way you do that
You know I'm on a mission
.. I'm trying to get love
You got a girlfriend you came with
.. where I'm going girl
We can go AWOL
Turn up the phone
Girl you don't need it
Nobody is coming ..
Gil we can go AWOL

I love the way you fit in Dolce and Gabanna
It makes me wanna get behind it
.. and just get love
I got the mister Money
I'm your super and your doctor
We can light it up and go .. like a rocket
Blow in the wind we don't need nobody watching
We can get AWOL

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We're about to .. now
Let it all .. now
Ain't no turning around now
Nobody's gonna know
Follow me ...
We can do it anywhere

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Baby I'm your ...
I can try get you to New Orleans
I ain't trying to beat it up
I'm trying just massage it
We can get AWOL

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