Rumors lyrics - Chris Brown (with OHB) (feat. Tyga)

[Tyga:]
Yeah, rumor has it that I'm armed
Somebody should have told them
When the cash starts flowing and the hands start reaching
You read the contract your man ain't breaching
Uh, and rumor has it
The jeweler wants his money
But I'm out here rocking all my chains, real chunky, real comfy
And rumor has it when I hit the club hoes go dummy
And rumor has it, I'm doing magic
David Blaine, diamonds in the hat trick
Rumor has it, thought you had it
How is that true when I have it? Yeah, yeah

[Chris Brown:]
Look at all these rumors, uh, surrounding me everyday
I just need some time, some time to get away
From all these rumors, I can't take it no more
My best friend said a story I know 'bout me and the girl next door
Look at all these rumors
Look at all these rumors

[Tyga:]
Uh, rumor has it, I'm a hazard
Don't give me no Hennessy, I might make some enemies
And rumor has it, I'm going broke, it's all smoke and mirrors
What happens when you smoke huh?
You start to see shit, start to believe shit
Can't read me cause you believe what you read bitch
And rumor has it I need you for me to make it happen
You believe that shit, you really smoking crack then
Came up from a small room packed in
Used to drink out the tap, now I'm tapped in
And rumor has it I'mma die rich
Yeah, me and all my stacks in my casket, cramped in
Rumor has it there's a rumor 'bout me
They don't know what to do about me
And rumor has it there's a rumor 'bout you
You a bitch ass nigga and I know it's true, yeah, yeah

[Chris Brown:]
Look at all these rumors, uh, surrounding me everyday
I just need some time, some time to get away
From all these rumors, I can't take it no more
My best friend said a story I know 'bout me and the girl next door
Look at all these rumors
Look at all these rumors

Rumor has it that a nigga brazy, if you was me then you would do the same thing
And I know everybody gon' attack me, stop acting like these niggas like me
And I done fucked around and had a baby, I was running 'round pussy crazy
All these rumors, spreading like, you know I

Look at all these rumors, uh, surrounding me everyday
I just need some time, some time to get away
From all these rumors, I can't take it no more
My best friend said a story I know 'bout me and the girl next door
Look at all these rumors
Look at all these rumors

If you got a problem, come see me my nigga
You know it's California baby
I pull up, hop out, anywhere my nigga, anywhere
Can't let waiting be your job, remember that, 500, so what?
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Substance lyrics - Chris Brown (with OHB) (feat. HoodyBaby, Tracy T & Young Lo)

Right now you want OHB, yeah

Let's talk about something, girl I need your acceptance
You're making assumptions, but you know it's nothing
The liquor keep calling, you know I need more
It's 99 problems, can't take anymore, I'm 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4
Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through
Only high bitches in the bedroom
Pop a Xan, watch me get loose
Throwing all of these bands for you

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Girl who do you fuck when I ain't in the city?
Driving me crazy, way over the limit
My homies, they say that I'm tripping
Fuck it I'm tripping, I'm crazy, I'm whipping
My heart is racing, this shit is amazing
This neck just the bandages
How did our love end up like the Kennedy's?
Mixing up drugs, yeah I got the remedy
Damn, you fucking the enemy
I gave you the best of me
Showed her how to trap out the bando
And left her the recipe

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance abuse, substance from you
Thousand dollar tab, baby this I bought food
This a 2 seater baby, you can't car pool
Got the old school move, like the car new
Bands low, never make a girl spend it with me
When she gone, I get it back, make her spend another 60
Still cold hearted, say it's cold hearted
She shotgun, I drop the top lid and her hair blow
Them heels got you walking like you on the runway
No paper, we got the game like the arcade
Wonder which, I know you're gonna make it right for me
Put the pussy on the flight, make it tonight for me
And baby, I jump in that foreign
She hop in that passenger
She gon' work, she lowkey in the Acura
Bitch ain't cuffing, your boy still a bachelor

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

4 in the morning, I'm thinking of you
Just got the ceiling, I'm pouring it through
How can I deal with this substance abuse?
I'm only asking this all cause of you
These Xannies got me tripping right now
Girl your love is like a Perc, my heart itching right now
See them flashes of your face, I wanna kiss you right now
But I know it's just the drugs that got me tripping right now
Tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground
Favorite groupies, jealously, I thought you would stay 'round
Guess it's back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms
I can't feel my face and I'm losing my vision

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

In recover, rehabilitating for you
Teach me a lesson, I'm drug testing, making all the moves
We both getting fucked up, what's your excuse?
A new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose
Bitch I'm sipping, you steady tripping and policting
Taking vacations with your bitch, why she ain't posting pictures
I can lead her to that water if she wanna listen
If she don't drink, she gon' drink, I'm still gon' fuck some bitches
You know that pussy my addiction
She driving my stick, tryna fuck up my transmission
I'm pissed off, withdrawals just fucking up my pimping
Take a picture nigga, see how I'm living
Ain't going back to prison, I got felonies, dismissing the case
A couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe
Hella bitches, hella bitches pile up in the Wraith
Hollywood with the cameras all up in your face
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"Royalty" (2015)



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Back To Sleep lyrics - Chris Brown

I know it's late, I know it's late
And baby I can't focus (focus, focus, focus...), focus (focus, focus...)
I just flew in to town today
I'm hoping that you notice (notice), did you notice? (did you notice?)
I just posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding, stands

I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around 'bout 3: 30
Usually you done by one, so baby when I wake you up

Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no (no, don't you talk)
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl rock you back

Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm coming through to meet ya, oh yeah, to meet ya oh
I know you're almost half asleep but you know how much I need ya
Girl I need ya, oh
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh

I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around by 3: 30
Usually you're done one, so baby when I wake you up

Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no (no, don't you talk)
Baby just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you

Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know you want me, how you feel me cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl

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, and rock you back

Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
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Fine By Me lyrics - Chris Brown

She doesn't call before midnight, if at all
Oh, she never stays to watch the night turn to day

But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but

She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me

She's like the wind, she comes and goes and again
All of my friends think I'm a fool, silly them

But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but

She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me

She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care
She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care

She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
You a freak, and it's fine by me
You a freak, and it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
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Wrist lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Solo Lucci)

[Intro: Solo Lucci & Chris Brown]
Wrist, drip, wrist, dip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin, drippin'

[Verse 1: Solo Lucci]
My wrist 'bout 30 below, why would I be worried 'bout hoes?
And if you ain't ever leaning, swerving in traffic, you ain't sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on 4's, diamond drippin', prolly sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold with so many women, think I'm pimpin' on hoes

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Cause my wrist still drippin', 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss
I'm a champagne pourin' nigga, I love big asses and tits (Show me them tities)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
No he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is?
You gotta come to my city, you gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers)
You should just come on the bed, I should just fuck you right now
Oh just forget what I said, I just be thinking out loud
Thinking out loud, thinking out loud
Can I hit in the mirror? Yeah, I wanna see your body clearer
Let's think out loud, think out loud
Got my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip

[Verse 3: Solo Lucci]
My wrist 30 below, it cost about 40
Get 50 on me, my neck is retarded
But nigga I don't get it, my bitch is a baller
But she from the streets so don't get us started
Handcuffs like I got arrested homie
Ferragamo's on me, got me flexin' on 'em
Mud, mud, I got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shining that's for VVS' only
Leanin' off Activis, tippin' on four, thinkin' 'bout winter how you just sleep on it like mattresses
But that's how it go, I'm gettin' that dough and I'm 'bout to count up like it's calculus
I got my name out that trappin' shit but I got the fame out this rappin' shit
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
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Make Love lyrics - Chris Brown

I wanna make love, yeah
I wanna make love to you baby, that's all I wanna do, oh girl
I can't get enough, ooh yeah, hey
I'm loving you baby, that's all I wanna do

Girl I wanna love you, baby
Oh I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, woah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah

Yeah baby, girl you look so good
You're all I can think about, the only one I can't be without, yeah
Everything you do, woah, oh no
Girl I swear I have no doubt, I'm gon' make you scream and shout

Girl I wanna love you, baby
Yeah I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, yeah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah

Baby girl, give me some, give me some loving, oh yeah
I love the look on your face when I'm deep in love
All I need in my life, girl is your loving, yeah
Girl give me some, give me some loving, oh

Girl I wanna love you, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah

Girl I now wanna make love to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl I now wanna make love to you
Wanna make love to you
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Liquor lyrics - Chris Brown

There's something in this liquor
The air is getting thicker
I can't help but to stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
Tell me what did you slip up in my cup?
Girl, cause I want you, oh yeah
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here

There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou

There's something in this liquor girl, I'm looking at your figure woah
I just want to see you strip right now, baby let me help you work it out, oh
Girl you look so good, I just want to get right to it, oh
I could beat it up like-like a real nigga should, baby when we do it, woah

There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou

All I wanna do is drink and (fuck), drink, drink and (fuck)
All I wanna do is drink and (fuck), and (fuck), and (fuck)
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou, drink and (fuck), drink, drink and (fuck)
Drink and (fuck), and (fuck), and (fuck)

There's something in this liquor
There's something in this liquor girl
The air is getting thicker

I can't help but stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
What did you slip up in my cup girl?
Cause I really want you
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here, woah

All I wanna do is drink and (fuck), drink, drink and (fuck)
Drink and (fuck), and (fuck), and (fuck)
Drink and (fuck), drink, drink and (fuck)
Drink and (fuck), and (fuck), and (fuck)

All I wanna do is drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
Drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and

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Zero lyrics - Chris Brown

I thought we were great
You took your love back and ran us off track
I counted all the days
'Til you would come back. How stupid was that?

Now you're missing what we used to have
Guess the vodka brought the feeling back
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really want to know

Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many fucks I give

Wake up with a dime
Get up to no good better than you could
Go out, free our minds
Like you never would, never understood

Now you're missing what we used to have
You been creeping round my Instagram
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know

Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many fucks I give

Broke back then but a nigga rich now
Got dollars, got euros, got yen, I got pounds
Zeros, zeros
Calling me up cause your bank check bounced
My new chick one hundred
And she got her own dinero, zero
You think I'm thinking about your ass?

Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many fucks I give,
(zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many fucks I give
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Anyway lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Tayla Parx)

[Chorus - Tayla Parx:]
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
I know you probably never had somebody
Loving you like I do, someone that's there for you
Don't judge ya cause I know we only human
I must be stupid babe, letting you slip away

[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown & Tayla Parx:]
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, you no longer need to hide

[Chorus - Tayla Parx & Chris Brown:]
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
I wish that you could see you like I see you
It's like that you're no good, you're just misunderstood
Now it's my job to make you a believer
Them boys ain't like this man, can't love you like I can

[Pre-Chorus - Chris Brown & Tayla Parx:]
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, you no longer need to hide

[Chorus - Tayla Parx & Chris Brown:]
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway

[Bridge - Chris Brown:]
Lemme get it like
(Way-ay-ay-ay) [x3]
Lemme get it like
(Way-ay-ay-ay) [x3]
Lemme get it like
(Way-ay-ay-ay) [x3]
Lemme get it like

[Chorus - Tayla Parx & Chris Brown:]
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
Cause I'm a love you anyway
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Picture Me Rollin' lyrics - Chris Brown

Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don’t love ‘em, and you know I don’t cuff ‘em, no

On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving

Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah

Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them cops, you know we like too far, woah yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worred 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh

On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving

Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah

All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song

Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah

Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you? Picture me rollin', aw yeah
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Who's Gonna (Nobody) lyrics - Chris Brown

Baby tonight it's gonna get nasty
I want you at the tip of my tongue, all down your body, no
My face is your pony ooh, and I want you to ride it
So I can drink your rivers down, you quench my thirst babe, no

I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life

Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh

Climb up on my mountain, oh 'til I reach your valley
Damn your walls they fit like a glove, 'til you rain on me, yeah
Sending us in slow grind, feels so good I make her wanna cry
I'm a grab your waist and pick that ass up and make you lose control

I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life

Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh

I'm the type of nigga fuck up your life once I get in the pussy
Cause I hang with them killers that really be shooting
You don't answer my call, I'm a hop out them bushes
And I creep to your window like "Fuck is you doing?"
I'm feeling like a stalker, girl you know I'm crazy, that pussy amazing
I dive in your waters, let me get you 'til the morning
I say you be popping your pussy, you tell me you innocent
I know when I see friends with benefits
You know my Cartier friends got limo tints
But I can see through the attitude and silly shit
Girl no don't do that no more, took her out the car, right on the hood
We was fucking like animals, yeah

Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh

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Discover lyrics - Chris Brown

This time she's really out my life, oh
I know I gotta get her back
Just need one night to hit it right
But I can't get her alone, no
Know she deserves to up and leave
If it was me I'd do the same
I see that girl, know that she hopes
So I'll be damned to let it go, damned to let it go

I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover that I love her
Oh, that would get her back

I'm guessing this is where it ends (You don't even pick up for a nigga)
I know she's calling all her friends (And they don't like me, fuck y'all bitches)
They probably tryna take her out (All up in the VIP so they can take a picture)
And tryna find her ass a man, shit, make a nigga mad
Cause she know I'm hurting, she know that I'm hurting
Yeah she know I care, she know that I care
I can't understand, know I treat you bad
But you don't get me back like that, no, no
Oh, oh, I gotta get my baby, girl don't leave me
All this crazy shit that you been dealing with it, you probably hate me, hey
Cause baby if you cheated, I couldn't handle that
To know that another nigga is making you smile like

I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, woah yeah
I discover, discover that I love her
Oh, that would get her back

I can't breathe, yeah
Can't breathe, can't breathe, yeah
Girl let me breathe again, breathe again
Let me breathe again, oh
I can't breath, can't sleep
Can't dream, so weak, girl
Gotta get you back, gotta get you back
Can't think, oh gee

I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover that I love her
Oh, that would get her back

Get you back oh, get you back oh
Can't think girl, oh gee oh, gee oh
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Little Bit lyrics - Chris Brown

Shawty, swing my way, put that ass all in my face
Round and round above my head, swing that ass like a chandelier
Baby you've been on that pole too long, too long
And girl I'm tryna take you home

I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl?
I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind

Ohhh
Can we stick it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit (ohhhh)
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit

I hope you well rested now
'Cause I'm a eat it up, make sure you work that mouth
Girl I heard you got the best head, you know my girl's locked up
We gon' turn this party up at her best friend's house, everybody got me tipping
She told me that she got a twin and I just wanna put the tip in a little bit

I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl?
I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind

Can we stick it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit

Oh baby, scream my name, put that pussy in my face
Wrap your legs around my head, swing that ass like a chandelier
Baby you've been alone too long, too long
Baby girl I gotta break you off

Can we stick it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit

I just wanna stick it in a little bit

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Proof lyrics - Chris Brown

Yeah, you know it's hard
Hard to trust me and hard to love me

You know what it's gon' take so stop playing with your boy
Stop acting like I never made changes for your sake
Why flipping the script won't mean that she forte, cyeah
We gotta fix this here baby, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, been through some shit this year
You been working tryna up your net worth, shawty
Doing the leg work, shawty
'Fore you leave, give me sex first shawty
I gotta get you wet first, shawty, naw naw

You gotta love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
You got my heart, this proof nah nah nah
How could you ever cut me loose? Nah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah

Damn, girl you better stop it
You told me tell them other girls to stop calling and I did
Always think I'm with another broad when you're not here
It's the truth, why would I lie to you? What are you doing? Worry 'bout what I'm doing
Say you got that proof, girl you blind to it, I'mma pour it baby
Had to let you know it baby, thought you knew it all
Chopped down, screw it up, guess I have to slow it up for you this time
Yeah always thinking 'bout you and I, don't ever question if I'm down for you and I
Cause girl you know I'm down for ya
Whenever shit got deep, I woulda drowned for ya
Come be a queen, I got this crown for ya
I love all the way that I'm chucking downs for ya

You better love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah

Oh no no, bounce with it oh
I'll come out to Fruittown with it, 500
Her body calling my name, oh
Say my name, say my name baby, oh

This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
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