BABY lyrics - Sage The Gemini & Chris Brown

 I'm just walking with my baby

Stylin' while my side bitch looking at me crazy

You ain't got that money, get the fuck up out my way then

Stop with all that hot shit, bitch what is you sayin'

I'm still dangerous with no gang gang

I'm just walking with my baby


Aye aye aye

All white I drive a cool whip

Whole minute on the gram, you know I keep a full clip

Every time I hit I do some new shit

I go down, she speak in tongues, now I'm preachin' from the pulpit

I just took her to Jamaica, told her ex to get his cake up

I been drippin' with the flavor

Cartier's on my face

My bitch look good without the makeup

Spending spending all this paper


I'm just walking with my baby

Stylin' while my side bitch looking at me crazy

You ain't got that money, get the fuck up out my way then

Stop with all that hot shit, bitch what is you sayin'

I'm still dangerous with no gang gang

I'm just walking with my baby


Bang bang

New 360 you'll get hit with that 380

Give that bitch the steel but she better not leave it stainless

I just bought the bank and my bitch a pair of anklets

I'm still dangerous with no gang gang

I'm just walking with my baby


Lovin' my bitch when she step

Jimmy Choos all on the jet

Elliot shine up her neck

She got the plain jane Patek

Her wedding finger frozen

You know my bitch come from the set

Know she know how to finesse

Know my bitch pussy the best

Water my baby too wet

She do not see other men

Hope my baby understand

A man gon' be a man

Women women women want to dance

Do the nasty, all night

Every time I get excited

She gon' ask me every time


I'm just walking with my baby

Stylin' while my side bitch looking at me crazy

You ain't got that money, get the fuck up out my way then

Stop with all that hot shit, bitch what is you sayin'

I'm still dangerous with no gang gang

I'm just walking with my baby


Bang bang

New 360 you'll get hit with that 380

Give that bitch the steel but she better not leave it stainless

I just bought the bank and my bitch a pair of anklets

I'm still dangerous with no gang gang

I'm just walking with my baby

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Ayo (Ricky Ross Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (with Tyga) (feat. Ricky Ross)

 I need you [8x]


We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you


It's Ricky Ross

Just checking in with my little homies

Chris, Ty what it do


New money, new year, it's time to boss up

DM a couple bitches just to toss up

Chick smiling cause she know she want the whole clique

We show each other, then she send us all the same pic

Money lost, we got a thermal and a celly on

Let me shout-out these two niggas on another song

It's for my homies, yeah the ones who never coming home

I gave my chain to your son, I stay forever loyal

New crib on the water, you should see it nigga

40 bitches in the crib, top tier nigga

Chanel bags on the first day

We go and get it in the worst way


We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you


Ah! Aye babe this my new shit

I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing

If it don't make dollars it don't make sense

Z, wake up like I gotta get it

And I got an engine full of trunk space

I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways

7 different foreigns plus she no hablé

But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake

Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy

Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me

She too into me, I'm more into money

My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby

I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it

I don't lie, hope my dick's, too conceited

Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend

But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like


We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you


I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right

My chain shine brighter than a strobe light

I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice

If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike

A nigga ain't worried about nothin'

Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking

Money, decision-making only worried about stunting

She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing

I wanna see her body (body)

She said get inside of me

I wanna feel you baby (yeah)

Just bring the animal right out of me

We loving, she love it

Specially when I go down on her

Now we fucking, she thugging

Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)


We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you


Huh, look, alright

Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away

Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday

(Uh, you losing money, I win mills, Dr. J

She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)

Paper, paper, I'm riding Scrapers in California

Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us

(Never been an Outkast that stank on ya

From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)

We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican

Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians

(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)

Got your bitch, I'm that nigga

(Yeah we poppin' like)


We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down

Screaming like ayo

I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo

But don't be acting like I need you


This that fly shit, King shit only

Drop top, no roof – ah!

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All The Time lyrics - Chris Brown

 I think about you all the time, time (Time)

Got me right here waiting (Wait)

I think about you all the time (Time)

Got me right here waiting

You ain't know you was my baby, my baby (That's my baby)

Even though you drive me crazy, yeah (Yeah)

Bet you ain't know you my baby, yeah (Yeah)

And you know you drive me crazy, oh, whoa (Oh, yeah, yeah)


She run up a check, fuck a Patek, I run up them digits (Digits)

I fucked up the bed, left it a mess, do you remember? ('Member)

You know you was the best, you was the best, ain't no pretender (Pretend)

Oh, whoa (Yeah)

Doing things you said you never would, would, would (Would)

I call you late at night, I ain't no good, good, good (Woo! Woo!)

Let me eat that pussy, that's my pussy diet (Diet)

You know most these niggas pussy, they can't try it (Do, do, do, do, do!)


I think about you all the time, time (Time)

Got me right here waiting (Wait)

I think about you all the time (All the time, time, all the time)

Got me right here waiting (Right here)

You ain't know you was my baby, my baby (That's my baby)

Even though you drive me crazy, yeah (Yeah)

Bet you ain't know you my baby, yeah (Yeah)

And you know you drive me crazy, oh, whoa (Oh)


If you don't want me, baby, why my number never blocked?

Tell me why, girl, don't lie, 'cause I want this shit to stop

All this negative energy, we do not need, baby, we are not enemies

Only time we get rough, baby, when I'm fucking it up, giving you all that real love

Putting in overtime, working real hard

I'm tryna steal your heart

It's not always 'bout the diamonds or the ice that I buy

It's just a little milestone for a lifetime


I think about you all the time, time (Time)

Got me right here waiting (Wait)

I think about you all the time (Time)

Got me right here waiting (Right here)

You ain't know you was my baby, my baby (That's my baby)

Even though you drive me crazy, yeah (Yeah)

Bet you ain't know you my baby, yeah (Yeah)

And you know you drive me crazy, oh, whoa (Oh)

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500 Wayz lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Young Blacc & Young Lo)

 Niggas wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the work in

Say you want my money, scared of fame, better murder then

See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor surgery

Mask, can't identify the burglars

But we know you givin' up the confidential information

Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a perfect fit

Niggas wanna hate on a slick money makin' mitch

Love takin' pussy niggas hoes and give 'em the D

OHB, it ain't nothin' for me to buy a bitch

Real paper, I ain't never gotta lie to bitches

Evil niggas with them killers, know my ma religious

All my bitches lickin' pussy with good intentions

Roll the dice, yeah, a three, they my fuckin' triplets

I ain't fuckin' with them lame hoes, that look suspicious

But I'm fuckin' with the main ho that look delicious (Yeah!)

Licky, licky, sticky, sticky, give that bitch the business


Rollin' up the bud, yeah, that bitch a dub

Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club (Yeah!)

Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up (Yeow!)

All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks

Who got the bud? Who givin' it up?

Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up

Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dub

Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up


I'm turned up and they know that, poked up like Funk Flex

45 in that 12 back and I'm posted up in that four hat

See this nigga, this gold rap, kill a nigga then go rap

Talkin' 'bout that Draco, one phone call, that's a snatch (Yeah)

Give it to a nigga if you really want it

Bitched poppin' hella pills, hit me in the mornin'

Ha, a nigga lyin' 'bout themselves

I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', dyin' by themselves

You say we from the same hood, where I see you at? (Where you at?)

And I ain't never seen movin' in a hoover hat

Ha, switchin' sides, just confused 'cause you famous

We all OG nigga, tell me what his name is

Get your weight up lil' nigga, I'm pushin' four place

It's still puttin' big drugs on the interstate

No name, that's knock out, pea brains wanna Glock out

Niggas need to pass the light niggas, this my house


Rollin' up the bud, yeah, that bitch a dub

Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club (Yeah!)

Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up (Yeow!)

All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks

Who got the bud? Who givin' it up?

Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up

Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dub

Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up


Yeah, my whole team supreme, grew up in the crack '80s

Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the baby

Out the mud, bustin' drugs with my nigga Hoody Baby

Drop the ice in the pot, now it's back to back Mercedes

See I'm all about the check, still reppin' Tex

Still rep the set, mile high, smoke Luigi on the jet

50 in these Balmains, this a youngin' from the lanes

Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the Mollies with the Xans

And I'm stingy with the Act', keep the red from my bitches

We gon' pop a half a Perc', I'm on that, even on a Skittle

And the tongue gon' work, play that pussy like a fiddle

Bet you I can make you squirt, have your face all in the pillow


Rollin' up the bud, yeah, that bitch a dub

Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club (Yeah!)

Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up (Yeow!)

All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks

Who got the bud? Who givin' it up?

Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up

Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dub

Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

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3AM lyrics - Chris Brown

 Hol' up


Oh, it's 2:30 AM, yeah, I said I know (I know)

All that's on my mind when I'm all alone

Comin' home to you (To you)

All I wanna do (I do)

Is lay up with you, babe

No, no, no, babe

Wait, slow it down, down

I need you right now, now

I'm doin' like 105 (Woo)

So baby, keep the door unlocked (Woo)

Wait, slow it down, down (Yeah)

You know I know every spot

Makin' sure I drive you ready


Ride me all night, night

Make you feel so good

If I swing by, swing by

All the things we would do


Baby, won't you let me swing by?

Got me on this 3-AM drive

Wanna be with you all night

So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (I pull up like skrrt)

Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah


Got me on this 3-AM drive, hey-hey-hey

Got me on this 3-AM drive


I pull up like skrrt

Take off my shirt, lift up her skirt

Then I go on down

It's what you prefer, it's what you deserve, yeah

Ooh, you hotter than summer

Screams louder than the thunder

Stamina like a marathon runner, yeah, yeah

Said you need a real one, real one

Well, you got a real one, yeah, yeah, yeah

Rev the engine up

Baby, make you growl

Once I pull up, once I pull up

You know what's up

Can't get enough, not gassin' you up


Baby, I'ma let you drive, drive

Make you feel so good

If I swing by, swing by

All the things we would do (Ooh)


Baby, won't you let me swing by?

Got me on this 3-AM drive (Up all night)

Wanna be with you all night (You)

So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (Yeah)

Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah (Ow!)


Girl, you know I put you first

Been through the worst

Hurt your feelings

Now I'ma listen, I'ma let it sink in

And the Lord as my witness, I'ma start facin' my fears

With this heartbreak, yeah

Oh, no

Never thought, never thought I'll ever grow, oh-oh-oh

And I love it when you give it to me, nice and slow

Already said I'm sorry, said my bad

And it troubles me not to think about the past


Baby, won't you let me swing by?

Got me on this 3-AM drive

Wanna be with you all night (You)

So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (I pull up like skrrt)

Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah

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"Heartbreak On A Full Moon" (2017)



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Lost And Found lyrics - Chris Brown

Tired of the conversations, questions 'bout me
Every time I leave the house, when I'm in or when I'm out
Girlfriend say I treat you foul but I don't know
At the end of the day, you know yourself
And I'm tired of it, time is running you're running your mouth
Time is only running out, baby you made me take a vow
Stop your whine and serve it up, what are we now?
At the end of the day, you know yourself
Can't hear when you talking loud
Oh, you do the most, this shit's getting old, we both said enough
Our biggest moment was when, my GPS broke
Don't know where to go

Every time I'm lost and found
This is not the lost and found
Whose time are you wasting now?
Cause every time I'm lost and found
Tell me who's really losing out
Cause you say it's the end and playing games again, I found

Baby you were the one that I could trust the most
Used to think you were beautiful 'til you would drink too many toasts
What would your mama say if? Girl you're drunk out your mind
Oh my God, get the plan, taking mine with the wine, rude awakening
Lord don't save her
She think she a big girl, think she gon' drive for the players
Think she gon' be ballin' yeah, but no no no no
I done worked too hard for these cars and this cash right now now now
Selling your soul, might as well be selling your ass, no no no, stop kidding girl, you know yourself

Every time I'm lost and found
This is not the lost and found
Whose time are you wasting now?
Cause every time I'm lost and found
Tell me who's really losing out
Cause you say it's the end and playing games again, I found

I don't know why you keep fucking with niggas, that really don't be in the streets
Always acting hard like they murderers, tell them niggas just ready to beef
This is not the lost and found, bringing all about
Make a lot of money, make that booty bounce
Taking shots, better make it count
I ain't got them doing nothing for free
I see a shawty want to know me bad
Drinkin' and lovin' till the end of the day
Got love, where the money at?
Fuck around and brought a rifle sack
Steal the weed, I brought my duffle bag
Only the girl will take it all back
Baby girl, I'm a change all that, your money ain't all that

Every time I'm lost and found
This is not the lost and found
Whose time are you wasting now?
Cause every time I'm lost and found
(Go up and down, back and fourth)
Tell me who's really losing out
Cause you say it's the end and playing games again, I found
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Privacy lyrics - Chris Brown

I need your body in ways
That you don't understand but I'm losing my patience
'Cause we've been going over and over again
Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it
Know I gotta kiss it, baby
Give it to me, lick it, lick it inside now
You know that I just wanna make love
Want you to scream and shout
And baby, when I'm deep in it now
I'm a slow it down, 'cause ain't no speed limit
When we're moving at the speed of sound
We gon' turn all the way up when the lights down
Why your pussy so damn good, miss lady?
Go and put that booty up, baby, one on one
You know I'm a go crazy when your legs in the air
You know your panties never getting in the way
You know I kinda like it, when you make me work for it

Ayy you, girl, without the tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'm a lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalaka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy

You don't need a shower, you already wet
Know that pussy power, telling me I ain't ready yet
I say, "Fuck it," face my fears, baby
When I lick it, I put tears in it
Put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date
You know I love foreplay, 12 play, everything
Know my lovin' don't change
I don't really give a fuck what a hater say
'Cause you fine, baby
And it's alright 'cause you're all mine, baby, ooh, hoo
Girl, I'm a let you get crazy

Ayy you, girl, without the tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'm a lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalaka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy

Baby, I promise I won't tell nobody
Just long as you let me hit it like every night
I could give a fuck 'bout the club, 'cause that pussy tight
Do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right
I'm a split your weave and you askin' me to stay the night
Whipped cream on your titties, then you suckin' on my dick with ice
Oh my God, oh my God, my bitch get me right
Ain't gotta pay for that pussy, my dick can change your life
I'm tired of missionary, wanna see you on your face
Put that ass up in the air, I'm lovin' how that pussy taste
Damn, on your side, on your side
Stop runnin' from this dick, I ain't 'bout to let you slide this time

Ayy you, girl, without the tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'm a lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalaka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy

Privacy
Boom shakalaka
Hahaha
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Juicy Booty lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Jhené Aiko & R. Kelly)

So high to party
No sign of party, in the city
We keep it rocking
We keep it rocking

[Chris Brown:]
Whatever I say, woo, to make you take your love away from me (don't do it, baby)
I take it back (yeah)
And whatever I did, just tell me how to fix it and I'll do that (okay)
'Cause I need you back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ever since you've been gone, I've been running through
All these girls, they don't compare to you (compare to you)
The way you throw that shit back (back)
Ain't so fast but they don't do it like you (fast)
And girl, I know it's wrong but I'm still stuck on you (woo, ooh)
The way you used to look in your jeans before I took 'em off, yeah

[Chris Brown & Jhené Aiko, R. Kelly:]
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Tryna make your juicy, yeah yeah, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around

[Jhené Aiko:]
Ooh, you got this pussy so juicy
Got me ready to do anything and everything that you say
Yeah, and it is a honor 'cause you got a huge thing, haha
And if you could get it in and put it in, touché, I ain't never scared, oh wee
I like the way that you keep it up all night
You make me feel it in places
That I've never felt this way inside
Got the greatest of all time
You are the greatest of all time, I like to give you a hard time
Come here, goodnight it's all mine
So juicy, ayy, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that

[Chris brown & Jhené Aiko, R. Kelly:]
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Girl, I'm tryna meet your juicy, yeah yeah, juicy, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around

[R. Kelly:]
Most of these cats, can't talk that money like I do (money, like I do)
And most of these cats, when it comes to these bitches ain't gotta cool (bitches, cool)
Most of the time, you can find me laid up with a couple models (laid up, couple models)
Most of the time, you can find me in the club popping these bottles (bottles)
Who cares about tonight when I own the future? (Tonight)
So baby girl, ride out with me into the future (future)
I make that booty my point of view, come and see life from my point of view (point of view, my point of view)
I am a freak, I hope that you are too (you are too)
Gripping her hands, what you want to? Hey
Smoking and sipping on everything
We gon' get high 'til we touch the moon (ooh, touch the moon)
So turn around and introduce me to that

[Chris Brown & Jhené Aiko, R. Kelly:]
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Girl, I'm tryna meet your juicy, yeah yeah, juicy, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around

[R. Kelly & Chris Brown:]
All of the fellas say, "Oh, girl"
Yeah, baby, I can't get you off my mind 'cause that ass so fat, when you do it like that
And you make me say, "Oh girl"
When you're in front and I'm behind, can I get you back? (Ooh)
And when you come (when you come)
Don't forget that ass, ass
No, no, no, no (no, no, no)

[Jhené Aiko:]
Oh yeah, oh woah, ooh
Juicy, yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh you know I'm gonna say
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Questions lyrics - Chris Brown

Oh, you deal with

From the moment you was dancing in the party, pushing all on me
Giving everything, you're giving everything tonight
And if you thought you could get away from me and get away from me
Girl, just take your time (time, time)
You're coming home with me tonight

Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She only love me 'cause I'm dangerous (dangerous, oh yeah)
That pum pum something like angel dust (angel dust, some')
Girl, let me hold ya, put mi ting all around ya
Make me feel like I own ya, kill the poon like a warrior, get that pum like

Girl, I got a question for ya (I got)
Can I get an answer? (An answer)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya (girl, I got)
Can I get an answer? (Can I get an answer?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me hold you
Come caress my body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on
Baby, let me love you
Put your arms around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on, yeah

Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Girl, I got a question for ya (oh)
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Heartbreak On A Full Moon lyrics - Chris Brown

Baby, don't know why
You do it to him
What you do lately, I'm in Harlem
While the crescent's crowning, the crescent's crowning

Heartbreak on a full moon, oh
It's because of you, because of you, yeah, yeah
Heartbreak on a full moon, oh, full moon, baby
It's because of you, because of you, heartbreak, heartbreak
Heartbreak, oh, heartbreak, oh
Heartbreak, heartbreak, heartbreak, oh
Heartbreak on a full moon
Heartbreak, yeah

Lady, I done told you
Show you spark you lost so
Baby, don't go, stay here, don't go
'Til the sun comes, I need you

Heartbreak on a full moon, ooh yeah, so right it ain't right
It's because of you, you baby, because of you, you baby, yeah, yeah
Heartbreak on a full moon, oh, full moon, full moon, baby
It's because of you, because of you, because of you, heartbreak
Heartbreak, oh no no, no, oh no no, heartbreak
Oh no no no, oh, oh no no, heartbreak
Heartbreak, oh no no, heartbreak, oh, oh no no
Heartbreak, oh no no, on a full moon, no no no
Heartbreak, yeah

I'm so faded, yeah
Girl, where did our love go?
Feels like strangers
Is playing on your loving so
Dangerous, ooh yeah
But it just hurts me to hear you say it
I know the moonlight
My heart is breaking, girl

Heartbreak on a full moon
It's because of you, you baby, because of you, you baby, yeah, yeah
Heartbreak on a full moon, oh, ooh hoo
It's because of you, because of you, because of you, oh woah
Heartbreak, oh, heartbreak
Oh, heartbreak, heartbreak, heartbreak, oh
Heartbreak on a full moon
Heartbreak

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Roses lyrics - Chris Brown

Man, I gave you the world
Now look what gotta do, huh
Wish you would understand
Fuck it, you

I've got things I wanna do to you (I wanna do to you)
When we leave together, yeah (yeah)
Know that patience ain't my strongest virtue
Because nothing lasts forever, huh, no (work)
Keep it on the low (low) 'cause I'ma throw a party at the
A party at, a party at, a party at the dance
I bring the noise, I'm tryna go 'til you can't feel your toes (feel your toes)
Make that poonpoon up a dog bring it back to life

And she said she like roses (you're too special)
You deserve, you deserve roses and you know this
You deserve roses, girl, I made some mistakes, time to change
But you wanna hold, hold this shit over my head, yeah
Pussy got me like, yeah, yeah
Gotta scream it like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the head
I bet 100 mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah

You a rider bitch so ride with me (ride with me)
You deserve to get a brand new coupe, yeah (coupe)
You deserve to get them brand new shoes, yeah, yeah (shoes)
You deserve for me to tell you the truth, yeah
Now you touching me one, two, three, tryna come through (booty call)
And that I can't be what you want to (knock it off)
Know it like it ain't yours and
It's just that right now, my heart's broken, like yeah (I'm broken)

This is a token of my 'preciation, baby (you're too special)
You deserve roses, oh and you know it (you're too special)
You deserve roses, girl, I tried, baby, I tried (you're too special)
But you wanna hold this shit over my head
Pussy too good, got a nigga like, huh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, huh, yeah (yeah, yeah), that pussy make a nigga wiser
Top it up when I pipe her, huh (ooh), goddamn, I'm inside her
Ooh, swear to God that I love her, put my hand on the Bible

Roses are red, violets are blue
Lay in my bed, check out with you
Oh girl, what I do
I promise never to lie to you, yeah
I'ma give you everything
Bank codes and the digits
Spending bankrolls on my bitches
All these sights on this it's Christmas

Yeah, yeah, gotta scream it like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the head
I bet 100 mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Gotta scream it like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the head
I bet 100 mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, ooh
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Confidence lyrics - Chris Brown

Yeah, oh
Yeah

Tell me what you feeling
Wanna know what's on your mind
I know we ain't committed
But we do this all the time, oh

Please don't tell nobody 'bout this affair
Baby, go and dirty whine it up, thank you, baby
We might not make it to the room, from right here
I love it when you tell me what to do, like sit right there
Yeah, I need that, Fifty Shades, ooh
Tie your hands properly, I'm loving it

It's your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, oh woah
Confidence (confidence)
It's your confidence
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Your confidence

Is this how we're living? I don't know, I can't have you all the time
And girl, I wish you made your decision
Girl, go ahead and make up your mind
Got me all out here feinin'

Please don't tell nobody 'bout this affair
Baby, go and dirty wihne it up, thank you, baby
We might not make it to the room, from right here
I love it when you tell me what to do, like sit right there

It's your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, confidence, confidence
Your confidence, confidence, confidence
Confidence (confidence)
It's your confidence
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Your confidence

Fifty Shades (oh)
Tie your hands properly, I'm loving it
Get on top, inside you is where I wanna be
I love everything but most importantly, it's your confidence
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Rock Your Body lyrics - Chris Brown

Whine up pon it to the rhythm (to the rhythm)
Come a little closer, why you distant? (Why you distant?)
All over my body, feel the friction (feel the friction)
Yeah, baby, it's me that's in your system (in your system)
Kill it, girl, your body lookin' vicious (lookin' vicious)
Meditating on you like a scripture (a scripture)
Ain't a church but she pull up in them Christians (Christians)
Long time, I go love you like it's vintage

Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around
Go back and forward, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (your body, your body, your body)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on
Oh, rock your body every night

Why you always lookin' at the time though? (Time though)
Baby, when you dance on me time slows (time slows)
Murder everyting at the nitro (nitro)
Take you back to my space like a typo (typo)
Tell me how to reach like a high note (high note, oh yeah)
Skin tight, never need lipo (lipo)
I can see us with my eyes closed (eyes closed)
Pull it to side like vibo (vibo)

Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh (just pick your poison)
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around (slower, and around and around, oh)
Go back and forward, ooh (rock your body)
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (rock your body, your body, ooh)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on (rock your body)
Oh, rock your body every night
Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around (slower, go fast, go slower and around and around)
Go back and forward, ooh, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (rock your body, your body, ooh)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on (rock your body)
Oh, rock your body every night
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Tempo lyrics - Chris Brown

Baby, I'ma switch this shit up
Fuck that older shit, yeah

We ain't in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (no)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Girl, yeah)
'Cause I'm tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (down, up, go down, eat it up)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up, get it, go

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh yeah)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh yeah)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (yeah)
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up (baby)
Can I step the tempo? On ya
Switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh)
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

I know that life moves too quick for ya, sometimes (sometimes)
We should pull up to the kick-back, smoke one with me one time (one time)
Tell me 'bout all the freaky secrets, all them troubles that you got on your mind (got on your mind)
Just bring them to life (bend it up), put that shit on a film and watch it back on rewind (hold up)

We ain't in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (push, girl, it's just us, girl)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Ooh yeah)
'Cause I'm tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (throw it down, ooh)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up (up)

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (let me, girl)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (ooh, ooh)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (baby)
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh, woah)
Can I step tempo on ya? (Tempo)
Switch up the tempo, switch it up (tempo)
Can I switch up the tempo? (Tempo, oh)
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up (yeah, yeah)

I know that you wanna change your place, girl, I got that for you (oh)
I know you need a good D, girl, I'ma drop that on you (oh, oh woah)
Girl, you just like me, I know that you nasty, I know that you with it (yeah)
Girl, don't be shy, just admit it, as soon as you do, you can come through and get it for real (yeah)

We ain't in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (wanna feel you up, gon' feel)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Wassup, baby)
'Cause I'm tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (throw it down, eat it up, eat it up)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up (up)

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I step tempo on ya?
Switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

Baby, don't be scared to show that to me
Let your hair down and just show that to me
Only your love, just give it to me, throw that to me
Don't play around, just throw that back, give it all to me

We ain't in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl?
'Cause I'm tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up
Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I step the tempo? On ya
Switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

Switch it up, switch it up, switch it up
Switch it up, switch it up, switch it up
Feel it, feel it
Switch it up, hold up
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