I wouldn't trust anybody after that
I'll take you to the promised land (yeah, uh-huh)
Elevate your mind, body and your soul, girl (soul)
To the promised land (uh-huh)
Elevate your mind, body and your soul, girl
Ain't no other feeling better than you here, girl (oh yeah)
I swear, I'm up late night scrolling through your pictures
Wanna know, wanna know if I'm still on your mind
Going through your favorite places hoping I would run into you, I can't lie
It's the same shit, just a different day
I keep thinkin' 'bout you, oh
Same shit, just a different girl
But ain't nothing like you, oh (oh, woo)
Do you love me? Oh baby, do you?
Do you love me? Me, me, what about me?
I dedicate, dedicate this to you (oh)
For every word, I ever said to you (oh)
All you ever wanted was a shoulder
You can hold on, oh yeah, oh yeah, girl
Ain't no other feeling better than you here, girl (you here, girl)
Got a nigga fucked up when I'm scrolling through your pictures
Wondering if I'm still on your mind
Try to have this conversation with the love of my life but it's the
Same shit, just a different day
I keep thinkin' 'bout you ('bout you)
Same shit, just a different girl
But ain't nothing like you, oh (oh)
Do you love me? love me? (Yeah)
Do you love me? Do you love? Me, me, what about me?
I dedicate, dedicate this to you (oh)
For every word, I ever said to you (oh)
All you ever wanted was a shoulder
You can hold on, oh yeah, oh yeah, girl
Ain't no other feeling better than you here, girl (you here, girl)
Got a nigga fucked up when I'm scrolling through your pictures
Wondering if I'm still on your mind
Try to have this conversation with the love of my life but it's the
Same shit, it's the same shit, girl, you know it is
Don't be acting stuck up, you gotta let it go
Give a damn 'bout your pride
I've been thinking 'bout you
My nightmares, I'm dreaming 'bout you
I might have to see the doctor
'Cause I can't make it 'til tomorrow
Same shit, just a different day
I keep thinkin' 'bout you
Same shit, just a different, girl
But, ain't nothing like you (oh, oh)
Do you love me? Love me (yeah)
Do you love me? Me, me, what a hoe
It's the same shit, just a different day
I keep thinkin' 'bout you
Same shit, just a different girl
But, ain't nothing like you (oh, oh)
Do you love me?
Do you love me? Me
Trust Me lyrics - Chris Brown
I can't take my eyes off you
I think God made you for me
It's too good to be true
Didn't know my blessing, I learned a lesson
Every man needs a queen, oh
Don't care how far, even if it's impossible, I'ma dream
Reminiscing like
I had you screaming like (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I promise I won't tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets (I won't, I won't)
Babe, if you say, "I do", baby then I'ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, "I do", ha)
I'ma take good care of you
Trust me if you love me
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
I used to drive around the town and try to fuck up everybody talking to my baby, baby (oh hell nah)
I used to fuck up all the time, I was a liar switchin' stories up
Split personalities, know I drove you crazy
You need your space, I understand, you need your freedom
Girl, you and I we 'posed to mean some'
Oh, you and me together we supposed to be one
Like day ones reminiscing like
I had you screaming like (remember screaming like?)
I promise I won't tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets
(Victoria Secrets, I won't, I won't)
Babe, if you say, "I do", baby then I'ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, "I do", ha)
I'ma take good care of you (I'ma take good, you)
Trust me if you love me
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (ow, yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (if you believe in us you gotta, ooh, trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby (ooh)
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me, yeah)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me, yeah)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (hold you baby, trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
You ain't like them other girls, huh?
You the type don't like diamonds and pearls, huh?
Now we fucking, got you fighting with your girls now
Bitches hating, wishin' I could fuck 'em first, huh?
Stay classy, party packin', I got the world, huh?
But I need you to trust me 'cause you my girl now
Don't wanna be that nigga that's gon' stress you out
Joking when we recite our wedding vows
This is what it's all about
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
I think God made you for me
It's too good to be true
Didn't know my blessing, I learned a lesson
Every man needs a queen, oh
Don't care how far, even if it's impossible, I'ma dream
Reminiscing like
I had you screaming like (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I promise I won't tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets (I won't, I won't)
Babe, if you say, "I do", baby then I'ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, "I do", ha)
I'ma take good care of you
Trust me if you love me
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
I used to drive around the town and try to fuck up everybody talking to my baby, baby (oh hell nah)
I used to fuck up all the time, I was a liar switchin' stories up
Split personalities, know I drove you crazy
You need your space, I understand, you need your freedom
Girl, you and I we 'posed to mean some'
Oh, you and me together we supposed to be one
Like day ones reminiscing like
I had you screaming like (remember screaming like?)
I promise I won't tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets
(Victoria Secrets, I won't, I won't)
Babe, if you say, "I do", baby then I'ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, "I do", ha)
I'ma take good care of you (I'ma take good, you)
Trust me if you love me
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (ow, yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (if you believe in us you gotta, ooh, trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby (ooh)
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me, yeah)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me, yeah)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (hold you baby, trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
You ain't like them other girls, huh?
You the type don't like diamonds and pearls, huh?
Now we fucking, got you fighting with your girls now
Bitches hating, wishin' I could fuck 'em first, huh?
Stay classy, party packin', I got the world, huh?
But I need you to trust me 'cause you my girl now
Don't wanna be that nigga that's gon' stress you out
Joking when we recite our wedding vows
This is what it's all about
It's like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can't wait for you to love me baby
Don't ever doubt us baby (trust me)
He don't have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I don't fuck up our lives
Let Shit Go lyrics - Chris Brown
'Bout to outlaw
You think you got the upper hand right now
Give you a taste of this life, yeah, my bad
To give a fuck about the love we had
Shut up bitch, it ain't mainstream
You wanna play with fire
Well I'm smokin' gasoline and I can't get no higher
And we all know that you a liar
Shut the fuck up, I don't wanna hear it
Got a nigga tired
But whoa, she
She wouldn't know what to say
If she was in front of my face
Nobody would know of the day
If I wasn't makin' them payments
Now you got all this to say
Need to keep it real with yourself
What are you doing? Why did you do this?
Girl, fuck you bitch, you think you slick, I'ma do my own thing
I ain't 'bout to pay you no mind
I done did this shit over and over
And I think it's 'bout time I
Let this shit go
Let this shit go
I gotta let this bitch go
I gotta let this shit go
Let it go
How you gon' be wifey when you don't really like me
I ain't fuckin' with no fighting
She be fucking with the swiper
But a nigga kinda like it
Hella [?]
But I can't blame you for it 'cause I did the same shit
And you do the lame shit just like me
Here we go, lay on the fly baby
And let me know if you want some raw baby
Do it the most, it's the same old story
Everybody knows your game baby
She wouldn't know what to say
If she was in front of my face
Nobody would know of the day
If I wasn't makin' them payments
Now you got all this to say
Need to keep it real with yourself
What are you doing? Why did you do this?
Girl, fuck you bitch, you think you slick, I'ma do my own thing
I ain't 'bout to pay you no mind
I done did this shit over and over
And I think it's 'bout time I
Let this shit go
Let this shit go
I gotta let this bitch go
I gotta let this shit go
Let it go
You think you got the upper hand right now
Give you a taste of this life, yeah, my bad
To give a fuck about the love we had
Shut up bitch, it ain't mainstream
You wanna play with fire
Well I'm smokin' gasoline and I can't get no higher
And we all know that you a liar
Shut the fuck up, I don't wanna hear it
Got a nigga tired
But whoa, she
She wouldn't know what to say
If she was in front of my face
Nobody would know of the day
If I wasn't makin' them payments
Now you got all this to say
Need to keep it real with yourself
What are you doing? Why did you do this?
Girl, fuck you bitch, you think you slick, I'ma do my own thing
I ain't 'bout to pay you no mind
I done did this shit over and over
And I think it's 'bout time I
Let this shit go
Let this shit go
I gotta let this bitch go
I gotta let this shit go
Let it go
How you gon' be wifey when you don't really like me
I ain't fuckin' with no fighting
She be fucking with the swiper
But a nigga kinda like it
Hella [?]
But I can't blame you for it 'cause I did the same shit
And you do the lame shit just like me
Here we go, lay on the fly baby
And let me know if you want some raw baby
Do it the most, it's the same old story
Everybody knows your game baby
She wouldn't know what to say
If she was in front of my face
Nobody would know of the day
If I wasn't makin' them payments
Now you got all this to say
Need to keep it real with yourself
What are you doing? Why did you do this?
Girl, fuck you bitch, you think you slick, I'ma do my own thing
I ain't 'bout to pay you no mind
I done did this shit over and over
And I think it's 'bout time I
Let this shit go
Let this shit go
I gotta let this bitch go
I gotta let this shit go
Let it go
I Wanna lyrics - Chris Brown
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
Baby girl, you know you fine, fine
Never laid your own time, time
Tear that pussy up, mine, mine
Tonight
Get it, pop your chest, it's Mardi Gras
Couple, couple baggies hangin' down
Choose just to feed your appetite
I-I-I
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain't no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
Listen, babe, I know you right, right
You keep on giving me the high, yeah
You and I gon' light a fire
Tonight
Baby girl, don't change your mind, mind
Why we here just dancin' all night
This Patrón got a little cheap like
I-I-I
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain't no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise
Ain't no need to lie
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
Baby girl, you know you fine, fine
Never laid your own time, time
Tear that pussy up, mine, mine
Tonight
Get it, pop your chest, it's Mardi Gras
Couple, couple baggies hangin' down
Choose just to feed your appetite
I-I-I
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain't no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
Listen, babe, I know you right, right
You keep on giving me the high, yeah
You and I gon' light a fire
Tonight
Baby girl, don't change your mind, mind
Why we here just dancin' all night
This Patrón got a little cheap like
I-I-I
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain't no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise
Ain't no need to lie
She turn down by the way
She got that coke bottle shape, somethin' 'bout her face
She from Broadway
She wanna hoop to my place
Wanna know how it taste
Water lyrics - Chris Brown
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
You're not the one, darling, oh
You can't be the one shawty, oh
Hear you bad as hell and you do it very well
But I got so many bitches and that's just how I'm living so
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
R.I.P. to me, swear that pussy got me weak
She shaking her knees
Locking her legs, I can hardly breathe
She making money, I have you
But she fuckin' on me for free
And she can buy her own red bottles
But I don't really care about that
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
Girl, you know I love to lick it, lick it
And you like it when I lick it, lick it, oh yeah
Girl, it's hard to fight the feelings
And I can't lie, you know I love it
Come on baby, that's a big mistake to shake your ass
You know I can't control my dick when you start moving that
I close my eyes but I can still feel that ass
Oh my body
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
Pussy get wet like water
Pussy get wet like
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
You're not the one, darling, oh
You can't be the one shawty, oh
Hear you bad as hell and you do it very well
But I got so many bitches and that's just how I'm living so
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
R.I.P. to me, swear that pussy got me weak
She shaking her knees
Locking her legs, I can hardly breathe
She making money, I have you
But she fuckin' on me for free
And she can buy her own red bottles
But I don't really care about that
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
Girl, you know I love to lick it, lick it
And you like it when I lick it, lick it, oh yeah
Girl, it's hard to fight the feelings
And I can't lie, you know I love it
Come on baby, that's a big mistake to shake your ass
You know I can't control my dick when you start moving that
I close my eyes but I can still feel that ass
Oh my body
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Baby, don't fall in love, don't you fall for me
You might be what I want, but you're not what I need
Oh yeah
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
Pussy get wet like water
Pussy get wet like
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
But I don't call her
Pussy get wet like water
Drippin' like water
Yeah, she get wet for me
I swear the pussy be the death of me, yeah
Yoppa lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Trippie Redd)
[Trippie Redd (Chris Brown):]
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
[Chris Brown:]
Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, its suicide
Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
Codeine purple rain
Is this what it means when doves cry?
Never leave my piece, full day under the seat
Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now
Love my choppa and I know she loves me
Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze
Don't even try
You ain't bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo' life
[Trippie Redd (Chris Brown):]
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy, father)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (yeah)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
[Chris Brown:]
Keep a Yoppa, my nigga I keep a choppa
If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
Say you got a problem my nigg, so what's the problem?
It can go down right now, just slide up
Should think smarter, should think better
And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I ain't here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
Got her on me, this the gang, I let it bang
Don't even try
You ain't bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo' life
[Trippie Redd (Chris Brown):]
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
[Chris Brown:]
Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, its suicide
Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
Codeine purple rain
Is this what it means when doves cry?
Never leave my piece, full day under the seat
Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now
Love my choppa and I know she loves me
Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze
Don't even try
You ain't bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo' life
[Trippie Redd (Chris Brown):]
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy, father)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (yeah)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
[Chris Brown:]
Keep a Yoppa, my nigga I keep a choppa
If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
Say you got a problem my nigg, so what's the problem?
It can go down right now, just slide up
Should think smarter, should think better
And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I ain't here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
Got her on me, this the gang, I let it bang
Don't even try
You ain't bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo' life
[Trippie Redd (Chris Brown):]
Flexin' on you, I'm yo' father (ayy)
Choppa spin lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa
Bitch you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her yeah but bitch you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
Get Off lyrics - Chris Brown
I'm ready for you
And girl, you better feel the same
Take a shower and change
Girl, I'll be in the bed waiting (yeah, yeah)
Girl, kick off your shoes, be a masseuse
And feel my fingers
All on your body and through your hair
Ain't 'bout to start complainin', love it when you rainin'
Pussy popping, we be fucking everywhere
Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
I know that you tired, I don't really care
'Cause I know that pussy by, baby, bring it here
I wanna put my tongue where your thong is
Baby, as long as you just give me both lips
Who yo' daddy?
When I hit it, look back at me
Snackin' then I'm smackin'
Smashin', blastin', 'cause I know your booty ain't plastic
Ooh, look at you, you the baddest
I'ma hit it like a nigga never had it
Really don't like static but I need love
When we do the nasty, you smilin'
Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you're about to get off
You better show up
No one's talkin'
I'm tired of stalkin' you
I might sound like I'm crazy and wild
'Cause I just wanna lay with you
Fuckin' it up and I cuddle with you
Had a long day, you're 'bout to have a long night
You ain't gon' get no sleep, girl
But you'll be alright
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
And girl, you better feel the same
Take a shower and change
Girl, I'll be in the bed waiting (yeah, yeah)
Girl, kick off your shoes, be a masseuse
And feel my fingers
All on your body and through your hair
Ain't 'bout to start complainin', love it when you rainin'
Pussy popping, we be fucking everywhere
Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
I know that you tired, I don't really care
'Cause I know that pussy by, baby, bring it here
I wanna put my tongue where your thong is
Baby, as long as you just give me both lips
Who yo' daddy?
When I hit it, look back at me
Snackin' then I'm smackin'
Smashin', blastin', 'cause I know your booty ain't plastic
Ooh, look at you, you the baddest
I'ma hit it like a nigga never had it
Really don't like static but I need love
When we do the nasty, you smilin'
Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you're about to get off
You better show up
No one's talkin'
I'm tired of stalkin' you
I might sound like I'm crazy and wild
'Cause I just wanna lay with you
Fuckin' it up and I cuddle with you
Had a long day, you're 'bout to have a long night
You ain't gon' get no sleep, girl
But you'll be alright
I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
This X-Mas lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Ella Mai)
[Ella Mai (Chris Brown):]
I've been thinking 'bout some jiggle bells (ring, ring, ring, ring)
Snow falling on the window-sill (ooh)
Santa baby you can pull ahead, yeah (yeah)
Just make sure you got that thing to give, yeah
I've been a naughty but I want to make up for the bad times (oh yeah)
Baking cookies for you, know you wanna taste it, don't you be shy
Full of cheer
I've been waiting for them 12 Reindeer
Sittin', chillin' under the mistletoe
[?] the tree, I know you feel the glow
Santa baby stay a little, don't you rush, we got time (got time)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you're all mine, all mine yeah
'Cause this Christmas, will be the
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon' be
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings
I ain't really got a list of expensive things
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
(Hooray!)
Time, time, sur-prise
What's inside?
Sweet pie
Chestnut, mine
Good times, on your sleigh-ride
Full of cheer
I've been waiting for them 12 Reindeer
Sittin', chillin' under the mistletoe
[?] the tree, I know you feel the glow
Santa baby stay a little, don't you rush, we got time
(I'm all you need, all you need)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you're all mine, all mine yeah (ooh-woo)
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (this Chrismas)
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you (first time)
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon' be (I know you gon' be)
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (crashin' down the chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (this, this, this)
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings (ooh)
I ain't really got a list of expensive things
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Frosty, the snowman, it's cold out today
Hot cocoa is waiting, come get you a taste
On the 2nd Day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Two Doves, like to think it's you and me
1st Day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Real love and joyful memories
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (hey)
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues (I got)
I know you gon' be
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (will be)
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings (no, no)
I ain't really got a list of expensive things (I ain't got)
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
I've been thinking 'bout some jiggle bells (ring, ring, ring, ring)
Snow falling on the window-sill (ooh)
Santa baby you can pull ahead, yeah (yeah)
Just make sure you got that thing to give, yeah
I've been a naughty but I want to make up for the bad times (oh yeah)
Baking cookies for you, know you wanna taste it, don't you be shy
Full of cheer
I've been waiting for them 12 Reindeer
Sittin', chillin' under the mistletoe
[?] the tree, I know you feel the glow
Santa baby stay a little, don't you rush, we got time (got time)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you're all mine, all mine yeah
'Cause this Christmas, will be the
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon' be
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings
I ain't really got a list of expensive things
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
(Hooray!)
Time, time, sur-prise
What's inside?
Sweet pie
Chestnut, mine
Good times, on your sleigh-ride
Full of cheer
I've been waiting for them 12 Reindeer
Sittin', chillin' under the mistletoe
[?] the tree, I know you feel the glow
Santa baby stay a little, don't you rush, we got time
(I'm all you need, all you need)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you're all mine, all mine yeah (ooh-woo)
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (this Chrismas)
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you (first time)
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon' be (I know you gon' be)
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (crashin' down the chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (this, this, this)
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings (ooh)
I ain't really got a list of expensive things
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Frosty, the snowman, it's cold out today
Hot cocoa is waiting, come get you a taste
On the 2nd Day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Two Doves, like to think it's you and me
1st Day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Real love and joyful memories
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (hey)
First time that I tell you I'm in love with you
But hol' up Santa baby, I got trust issues (I got)
I know you gon' be
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
'Cause this Christmas, will be the (will be)
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain't asking for the diamond rings (no, no)
I ain't really got a list of expensive things (I ain't got)
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Santa baby, will you make a little time for me?
Secret lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Solo Lucci)
[Chris Brown:]
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me, oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
I like it, I love it, the way you ride it
I love to eat you girl, so delicious
I know that you going to have to call into work
Because I'm giving you the business (ha)
You feel me?
Want you to show me how to so [?] a little
Push me to the limit (yeah)
Tell the neighbors we gon' fuck all night
And I don't care if they hear us
Tear that pussy up, while she looking in the mirror (oh)
Say you bad, yeah you bad, running up with you
Baby stop strippin' where the Henny at (right here!)
Breakin' glass, smokin' gas, I mean no disrespect (no babe)
I hear water, flowin' that pussy wet (ooh)
You better not tell your girls, I got up in them ribs (yeah)
'Cause that's gon' make them bitches wanna suck my dick (oh, shit)
You better take an Uber, better not tell them where I live (yeah)
Keep it to yourself (ha)
Unless you wanna share (This gon' be a party)
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
[Solo Lucci:]
You can be my little secret
Yeah, I'm saucin' on you
Baby, I'm too wavy for you, got you seasick
[?]
Diamonds just like Breezy and they on us (oh yeah)
I can't lie, you fly (uh)
And they like my drop top
I see me inside you
Got me right, no hopscotch
Fuck around and blind you
Girl, you know you sneaky
And right now I'm feelin' freaky, what you tryna do
I'm tryna wait, so I got it in you
I'm like baby where you gonna party?
[?]
Why you second guessin', you gon' miss out on your blessing
[Chris Brown:]
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
We makin' love all night 'til the morning
I think she want a round 3
All this sexy positions
Pussy taste like mango
So you know I ate that Georgia peach
Victoria is a secret
I just pull them panties to the side
You let me in, I'm finna stay for a long while
You know your body hates me girl
Crazy for your pussy when I cuss you out
Shake that ass, smack that ass
I got the party back
Cocaine and molly, that's a heart attack
Girl when I last, you have some sex
I mean no disrespect
Girl, I'm tryna get that pussy wet
Girl, you might see me with the Bloods and Crips
Is thug life, bitch you know what it is
Two girls fucking, while I'm licking on the ear
Just where the party at?
Babe, I'm tryna make a fifth for you
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me, oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
I like it, I love it, the way you ride it
I love to eat you girl, so delicious
I know that you going to have to call into work
Because I'm giving you the business (ha)
You feel me?
Want you to show me how to so [?] a little
Push me to the limit (yeah)
Tell the neighbors we gon' fuck all night
And I don't care if they hear us
Tear that pussy up, while she looking in the mirror (oh)
Say you bad, yeah you bad, running up with you
Baby stop strippin' where the Henny at (right here!)
Breakin' glass, smokin' gas, I mean no disrespect (no babe)
I hear water, flowin' that pussy wet (ooh)
You better not tell your girls, I got up in them ribs (yeah)
'Cause that's gon' make them bitches wanna suck my dick (oh, shit)
You better take an Uber, better not tell them where I live (yeah)
Keep it to yourself (ha)
Unless you wanna share (This gon' be a party)
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
[Solo Lucci:]
You can be my little secret
Yeah, I'm saucin' on you
Baby, I'm too wavy for you, got you seasick
[?]
Diamonds just like Breezy and they on us (oh yeah)
I can't lie, you fly (uh)
And they like my drop top
I see me inside you
Got me right, no hopscotch
Fuck around and blind you
Girl, you know you sneaky
And right now I'm feelin' freaky, what you tryna do
I'm tryna wait, so I got it in you
I'm like baby where you gonna party?
[?]
Why you second guessin', you gon' miss out on your blessing
[Chris Brown:]
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
We makin' love all night 'til the morning
I think she want a round 3
All this sexy positions
Pussy taste like mango
So you know I ate that Georgia peach
Victoria is a secret
I just pull them panties to the side
You let me in, I'm finna stay for a long while
You know your body hates me girl
Crazy for your pussy when I cuss you out
Shake that ass, smack that ass
I got the party back
Cocaine and molly, that's a heart attack
Girl when I last, you have some sex
I mean no disrespect
Girl, I'm tryna get that pussy wet
Girl, you might see me with the Bloods and Crips
Is thug life, bitch you know what it is
Two girls fucking, while I'm licking on the ear
Just where the party at?
Babe, I'm tryna make a fifth for you
Baby, where you going? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby, all on me (Baby, all on me), oh yeah
Take your time
Right now girl, give me the lovin' that I need, oh baby, baby
Keep it between us, this is a secret
You my little freak, girl, you know I love 'em all
'Cause you sneaky
mixtape: "Burn My Name" (2017)
- Fuck Them Hoes lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
- I Already Love Her lyrics - Chris Brown (with OHB x Section Boyz) (feat. Ray J)
- Come Back lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
- Side Bitch lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
- Interlude [Vince Staples] lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
- Cherry Red Vans lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown (with OHB x Section Boyz) (feat. Luvaboy TJ & Ray J)
- New Gang lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown (with OHB x Section Boyz) (feat. Luvaboy TJ & Ray J)
- Let It Bang lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown (feat. Payso B, Jackie Long, Truth KO, Knotch)
- Famous lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
- Burn My Name lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown (feat. Bizzy Bone)
Fuck Them Hoes lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
[Jacquees & Chris Brown]
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight
Fuck them hoes
[Chris Brown:]
Baby, I been doin' way too much, I'm ruthless (yeah, yeah)
I been playin' stupid, way too much excuses (stupid, oh yeah)
I know I let you down, pussy made me lose it (down, ow)
You know my mind get stupid whenever she shake her booty (ha)
Tried to make her by makin' her payments
Nigga keepin' a lid on the latest
In the dog house, 'bout to buy a plane for her
'Cause, she don't fuck with the Mercedes
Money, I'm in cut with the paper
And she in the cut with the razor
Baby, just do me a favor
Live for now and talk 'bout it later
[Jacquees & Chris Brown:]
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight
Fuck them hoes
[Ray J:]
You know I been whippin', whippin', young, rich and ruthless
And I been playin' stupid, way too much excuses
I know I let you down, when I saw you do it
You put your heart into it and then I broke into it
Damn, girl, I'm sorry
All these drugs I'm doin'
All this weed I'm smokin'
All these bitches choosin'
I'm the one in the club with the paper
All of these models I paid for
2: 30 in the club, gettin' fucked up
Let's talk about that shit later
[Jacquees, Ray J & Chris Brown:]
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (talk about it later, I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight, fuck them hoes
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight
Fuck them hoes
[Chris Brown:]
Baby, I been doin' way too much, I'm ruthless (yeah, yeah)
I been playin' stupid, way too much excuses (stupid, oh yeah)
I know I let you down, pussy made me lose it (down, ow)
You know my mind get stupid whenever she shake her booty (ha)
Tried to make her by makin' her payments
Nigga keepin' a lid on the latest
In the dog house, 'bout to buy a plane for her
'Cause, she don't fuck with the Mercedes
Money, I'm in cut with the paper
And she in the cut with the razor
Baby, just do me a favor
Live for now and talk 'bout it later
[Jacquees & Chris Brown:]
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight
Fuck them hoes
[Ray J:]
You know I been whippin', whippin', young, rich and ruthless
And I been playin' stupid, way too much excuses
I know I let you down, when I saw you do it
You put your heart into it and then I broke into it
Damn, girl, I'm sorry
All these drugs I'm doin'
All this weed I'm smokin'
All these bitches choosin'
I'm the one in the club with the paper
All of these models I paid for
2: 30 in the club, gettin' fucked up
Let's talk about that shit later
[Jacquees, Ray J & Chris Brown:]
I said I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby (talk about it later, I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
'Cause I been, I been fuckin' hoes (ooh)
And I know you don't care about shit right now
Fuck that, I can't let it go
Oh yeah
I know I've been fuckin' hoes, fuck them hoes
You know I, you know I, fuck them hoes, girl, I own it
Every time I'm out of line, fuck them hoes
I know I been a dog but you now that you here tonight, fuck them hoes
I Already Love Her lyrics - Chris Brown (with OHB x Section Boyz) (feat. Ray J)
[Chris Brown:]
It's a battle in this love war
Through the fire, I'm your dragon slayer
Yeah, oh I
It feels like I'm drowning in water
Needed more air, all alone
You don't remember all the love we shared
And you pretend not to care
Girl it tears me
You've been fallin' in and out of love
All of your friends they keep tellin' me I'm a hoe
I keep fuckin' up, it's really hard to trust me
Going crazy off that codeine in that car, baby help me
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, so let me start fuckin' with bitches
Fuck it, I already love her, I turn that girl to a lady
I put that girl in a Mercedes, 2016, the latest
Fuck it, I already love her
Oh, fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
[Ray J:]
It's a battle in this love war
Through the fire, I'm your dragon slayer
Woah, I needed your help
Fuck it, I already love her, guess I'll stop fuckin' with bitches
And I won't be all undercover, oh you gon' see lots of pictures, oh yeah
Ever since I saw your photo, I've been doing a whole lotta drinkin;
Got fucked up off the coco, I did it until it was finished
It's like a dragon's burnin' in my soul
And I keep on battlin' with this devil on my shoulder
[Ray J & Chris Brown:]
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, I can make her to a woman
That PG we fuckin' yeah
Put her in the mile high club, y'all
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, so let me start fuckin' with bitches
Fuck it, I already love her, I turn that girl to a lady
I put that girl in a Mercedes, 2016, the latest
Fuck it, I already love her
Oh, fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
It's a battle in this love war
Through the fire, I'm your dragon slayer
Yeah, oh I
It feels like I'm drowning in water
Needed more air, all alone
You don't remember all the love we shared
And you pretend not to care
Girl it tears me
You've been fallin' in and out of love
All of your friends they keep tellin' me I'm a hoe
I keep fuckin' up, it's really hard to trust me
Going crazy off that codeine in that car, baby help me
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, so let me start fuckin' with bitches
Fuck it, I already love her, I turn that girl to a lady
I put that girl in a Mercedes, 2016, the latest
Fuck it, I already love her
Oh, fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
[Ray J:]
It's a battle in this love war
Through the fire, I'm your dragon slayer
Woah, I needed your help
Fuck it, I already love her, guess I'll stop fuckin' with bitches
And I won't be all undercover, oh you gon' see lots of pictures, oh yeah
Ever since I saw your photo, I've been doing a whole lotta drinkin;
Got fucked up off the coco, I did it until it was finished
It's like a dragon's burnin' in my soul
And I keep on battlin' with this devil on my shoulder
[Ray J & Chris Brown:]
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, I can make her to a woman
That PG we fuckin' yeah
Put her in the mile high club, y'all
Fuck it, I already love her, already smokin' that killer
Fuck it, I already love her, so let me start fuckin' with bitches
Fuck it, I already love her, I turn that girl to a lady
I put that girl in a Mercedes, 2016, the latest
Fuck it, I already love her
Oh, fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
Fuck it, I already love her
Come Back lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
[Ray J:]
Girl, you should stay in tonight (oh, woah)
We don't gotta go out
'Cause I got something planned special, for you
But baby, you could keep your heels on and that lingerie
I'm loving your panties, in my bed, keep it romantic (mm, oh)
And girl, I know the sheets is all white
We can fuck 'em up, girl, it's all right
[Chris Brown & Ray J:]
Let's disappear, yeah, yeah
If you don't mind leaving your girlfriends, no?
We don't need nobody watching us, yeah
'Cause baby, that's when we making love
I want for you to scream, when you're about to climax (ooh)
When I'm kissing you, holding you and fucking you on the floor (ooh)
And when I'm inside, I'm gonna give it to you more (when I'm inside)
So you gon' come back
[Chris Brown:]
Oh, babe, your body, your body, your body (damn)
Oh, give it all to me, I don't wanna share
Making you scream, when I'm pullin' your hair
Neighbors bangin' on the walls
And baby, we're louder than the music
We goin' faster and faster
It can't get no better, lovin' is right here
So let's go
[Chris Brown & Ray J:]
Let's disappear, yeah, yeah
If you don't mind leaving your girlfriends, no?
We don't need nobody watching us, yeah
'Cause that's when, 'cause baby, that's when we making love (making love)
I want for you to scream, when you're about to climax (when you climax, ooh)
When I'm kissing you, holding you and fucking you on the floor (we doin' it on the floor)
And when I'm inside, I'm gonna give it to you more
So you gon' come back
[Ray J:]
All in your dreams, you gon' see my face at night (ooh)
My tongue, goes in the perfect place, right (ooh)
Girl, I want it, but, I know you want it more
Let's run away and watch you come back for more
Oh, let's get started with a little foreplay
Can we fuck up the bed? On them white sheets, yeah
Ooh, I know you gon' be comin' back
Gave you the best, now you runnin' it back
You know, I just wanna love you tonight
[Chris Brown & Ray J:]
Let's disappear, yeah, yeah
If you don't mind leaving your girlfriends, no? (you don't mind)
We'll be alright until the sunrise
'Cause baby, 'cause that's when, that's when we making love
I want for you to scream, when you're about to climax (ooh, I want for you to scream, ooh, ooh)
When I'm kissing you, holding you, fucking you on the floor (on the floor)
And when I'm inside
If I give it to you once more, you gon' come back
[Chris Brown:]
Let's disappear, yeah, yeah
If you don't mind leaving your girlfriends, no?
'Cause baby, that's when we makin' love
I want for you to scream, when you're about to climax
When I'm kissing you, holding you, fucking you on the floor
And when I'm inside
If I give it to you once more, you gon' come back
Side Bitch lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
[Chris Brown:]
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
Look, I'm takin' shots of D'USSÉ
Te-tellin' me you love me, better watch what you say
Bitchbitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I'm too paid
What you, what you mean I ain't never committin'?
Every nigga in LA to hit it
I ain't, I ain't throwin' no shade, lil' mama got amazin' titties
Big booty but her brain is missin'
Let me paint the picture
Says she, says she couldn't see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her weight up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin' ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper
I'm-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I told her don't do me no favors, favors
Thinkin' 'bout wildin' out, then the DJ startin' shoutin' me out
Yeah, I'm finna send my niggas to the bitch crib
While she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house
Huh, I need to cool down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that nigga
Get up off that mob shit
A nigga can't really be mad about a side bitch, ha
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
[Ray J:]
I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons
Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side bitch
Pussypussypussy good and hella tight
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin' this bitch 'til she hate it
Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a nigga to be in
Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies
[Chris Brown (Ray J):]
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, woah)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (th-th-that's why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love)
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on)
He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (that's why)
That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my side bitch)
[Ray J:]
Yeah, ooh, that's why
That's why, that's why
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
Look, I'm takin' shots of D'USSÉ
Te-tellin' me you love me, better watch what you say
Bitchbitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I'm too paid
What you, what you mean I ain't never committin'?
Every nigga in LA to hit it
I ain't, I ain't throwin' no shade, lil' mama got amazin' titties
Big booty but her brain is missin'
Let me paint the picture
Says she, says she couldn't see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her weight up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin' ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper
I'm-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I told her don't do me no favors, favors
Thinkin' 'bout wildin' out, then the DJ startin' shoutin' me out
Yeah, I'm finna send my niggas to the bitch crib
While she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house
Huh, I need to cool down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that nigga
Get up off that mob shit
A nigga can't really be mad about a side bitch, ha
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
[Ray J:]
I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons
Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side bitch
Pussypussypussy good and hella tight
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin' this bitch 'til she hate it
Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a nigga to be in
Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies
[Chris Brown (Ray J):]
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, woah)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (th-th-that's why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love)
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on)
He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (that's why)
That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my side bitch)
[Ray J:]
Yeah, ooh, that's why
That's why, that's why
Interlude [Vince Staples] lyrics - Ray-J & Chris Brown
[Tyler, The Creator:]
Can you, I don't know if you've ever said this in an interview, can you tell them your theory, on how Ray J, has never taken an L?
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J will never lose, Ray J is the man, Ray J is probably top 5, hip-hop, West Coast of all time
[Interviewer:]
Why? Why do you feel this way, Vince?
[Vince Staples:]
Does Ray J not have hits?
[Interviewer:]
He has a couple hits
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J was the first Blood on a record that was certified. Have you seen the [?] interview?
[Interviewer:]
No, what did he say in it?
[Vince Staples:]
So, without Ray J, there is no game. This interview, first Ray J album, peep that out. I was just a youngster hanging on the 9 block. Okay?
[Tyler, The Creator:]
It's, it's, it's more facts like, he has...
[Interviewer:]
Facts, why, what you mean he never takes an L? He always end up winning?
[Vince Staples:]
You like Kanye West music don't you?
[Interviewer:]
Of course I do
[Vince Staples:]
You like Moesha don't you?
[Interviewer:]
Of course
[Vince Staples:]
You like VH1 don't you?
[Interviewer:]
VH1 is a great channel
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J has had a hand in everything that's occurred in black culture. Nigga disrespected the money team. Ray J was the first to hop up. Bro, everything that we love is directly directed to Ray J. Period
[Tyler, The Creator:]
Excuse me
[Vince Staples:]
For the, for the, for the love of Ray J
[Interviewer:]
For the love
[Vince Staples:]
Love & Hip-Hop, Ray J. That was the name of that fucking song on that show, period
[Interviewer:]
Woah, woah. Corey, can you work on getting a Ray J feature for this?
[Vince Staples:]
We don't need a Ray J feature, we not ready for nothing like that. We just need a cosign
Can you, I don't know if you've ever said this in an interview, can you tell them your theory, on how Ray J, has never taken an L?
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J will never lose, Ray J is the man, Ray J is probably top 5, hip-hop, West Coast of all time
[Interviewer:]
Why? Why do you feel this way, Vince?
[Vince Staples:]
Does Ray J not have hits?
[Interviewer:]
He has a couple hits
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J was the first Blood on a record that was certified. Have you seen the [?] interview?
[Interviewer:]
No, what did he say in it?
[Vince Staples:]
So, without Ray J, there is no game. This interview, first Ray J album, peep that out. I was just a youngster hanging on the 9 block. Okay?
[Tyler, The Creator:]
It's, it's, it's more facts like, he has...
[Interviewer:]
Facts, why, what you mean he never takes an L? He always end up winning?
[Vince Staples:]
You like Kanye West music don't you?
[Interviewer:]
Of course I do
[Vince Staples:]
You like Moesha don't you?
[Interviewer:]
Of course
[Vince Staples:]
You like VH1 don't you?
[Interviewer:]
VH1 is a great channel
[Vince Staples:]
Ray J has had a hand in everything that's occurred in black culture. Nigga disrespected the money team. Ray J was the first to hop up. Bro, everything that we love is directly directed to Ray J. Period
[Tyler, The Creator:]
Excuse me
[Vince Staples:]
For the, for the, for the love of Ray J
[Interviewer:]
For the love
[Vince Staples:]
Love & Hip-Hop, Ray J. That was the name of that fucking song on that show, period
[Interviewer:]
Woah, woah. Corey, can you work on getting a Ray J feature for this?
[Vince Staples:]
We don't need a Ray J feature, we not ready for nothing like that. We just need a cosign
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