Him Or Me lyrics - Chris Brown

 You the one always saying, I don't treat you right, babe

Don't wanna go out and dance like we used to

Don't wanna Netflix and chill

Girl, you never in the mood (No)

Your phone stay on vibrate

Baby, who the hell calling this late?

Every other day the story changes

If you ain't really gonna love me, baby, I can leave

'Cause I done been hurt, I'm too weak for, how you gon' be mine if he's yours? (Skrrt skrrt)

Baby, you done took a detour, it's fucking me up

Tell the truth if you can't do it, got me out here looking stupid

Tell the truth (Tell me), you gave it to him easily (What the fuck?)

I try to drink away the misery

Too drunk, too angry

Gotta come clean to figure it out

She cheated, I know it

Too drunk, too angry

Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it (Girl, you played me)

Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, him or me?

Who do you love? Him or me?

Gotta be, him-him-him, him or me?

Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me?

Who do you love? She cheated

Gotta be me, oh, I know it

Better pick the right one

Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it

Him-him-him, him or me?

When you played with my heart, I heard a melody

Right now I ain't see, puzzles, tryna find the pieces

Everything you said I did, you did to me with this other guy, no

You know he don't got you like I do (He don't, he don't)

Don't refuse, this gift I got for you, deep down, girl, I know

Guess I didn't give you enough attention (No)

Guess I ain't tagged you enough and tell your business (Woo!)

Don't even lie, we been talked about children

You said you weren't ready and I'm too crazy to have kids

She said I should live in the moment

Told me, "Don't put too much on it"

Told me, "Don't put too much on it"

Your phone stay on vibrate, what the fuck? (No, no)

I try to drink away the misery

Too drunk, too angry

Gotta come clean to figure it out (Oh)

She cheated (You cheated on me), I know it

Too drunk, too angry (Too drunk)

Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it (Can't believe it, girl, you played me)

Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, is it him or me?

Who do you love? (Ooh) Him or me?

Gotta be, him-him-him, him or me?

Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me? (You did)

Who do you love? She cheated

Gotta be me, oh, oh I know it

Better pick the right one

Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it

Him-him-him, him or me?

Had To Do It... Sorry DJ Khaled lyrics - Chris Brown

 And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie

We the Best Music!

You gotta feel that beat

And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie

Another one

I wanna rock with you

DJ Khaled!

I've been looking for a BM

'Bout to see this boy slide, that's a DM

Yeah, got into her DM (ayy)

And I started lining up for the PM, baby (whoa)

I need a one, two, three-some

I need a girl to throw it back like a refund, I don't mind

Feel that beat (that beat), baby

Bounce that ass and I'm grabbing it like a rebound

'Cause I want a fatty on me

'Cause I keep a Magnum on me

Don't mind, take your time on me

Late night, rub that ass on me, girl

Where you at? I'm tryna find ya (yep)

I hope them other fellas never mind ya, yeah, yeah

So I can pull down your blinds, girl, I swear

I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)

We can rock, we can rock the

Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)

I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

And my pad on the East Side, B side

Now you down like a beach towel

I, want the breakfast in bed

Body soft like butter spread, girl, you a snack (yikes!)

Got that bass in your trunk (oh!)

And two Chevy's side to side (woo)

We can ride all night, 'cause I'm all papers now

I need a fatty on me

I keep a Magnum on me

Don't pack 24 karats

Really, I'm all in it, girl (hey)

Where you at? I'm right behind ya, yeah

And tell them other niggas don't bother (yeah)

'Cause I'ma love you all night, yeah, I swear, yeah (oh)

I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)

We can rock, we can rock the

Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)

I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

Good morning, my Moses

French toast and French kiss is what I want

Yeah, Folgers, stay over

Sweat pants and hair up in a pony, ha

You know I love that fresh face, ooh, whoa

Up in that bag, already packed

Bring that ass over to my place (ow!)

Bring that ass to my place, come on (ooh, hoo)

My house, place, place

I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)

We can rock, we can rock the

Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)

I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie

Share that beat of love

I wanna rock with you

Goodbye lyrics - Dadju, Chris Brown & Skread

 [Dadju:]

Oh, oh, ah

T'es partie sans que je puisse te dire

À quel point tu comptais pour moi

Maintenant, tu n'vas jamais revenir

Dans mon cœur, y avait pas beaucoup, non

Dans mon cœur, y avait pas beaucoup de place

Mais assez pour que tu puisses y vivre

J'aimerais repartir à zéro

Mais je n'vais plus jamais te voir sourire

Je n'vais plus jamais sentir ta peau, non

J'suis resté froid, je t'ai laissé mourir

Maintenant, je regrette chaque moment

J'me fais des films sur c'qu'on aurait pu vivre

J'me rappelle même pas de nos derniers mots, non

J'suis resté froid, je t'ai laissé mourir, mmh

Tu es partie en laissant mon cœur totalement vide

Totalement vide

Maintenant, je n'peux que te dire "goodbye, bye", eh

J'aurais jamais pensé que tu me quitterais si vite

Tout va si vite

Maintenant, je n'peux que te dire "goodbye, bye"

Dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh (bye, bye)

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh (bye, bye)

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, ah

[Chris Brown:]

Girl, I know you want to disappear

Do hella shots, let's take one more

And girl, I know you got it good, good, ouh, yeah

Let daddy kiss, that little boo, boo

Transparancy I see trough you, ouh

Girl, you need a little bit of me

Go catch a vibe, what is it?

Got me licking on that body slowly

Me and you got some unfinished business

We gonna make a movie with deleted scenes

Girl, I can't wait for the perfect moment

And I love the way you scream

I got your heart, mi amor

Girl, am I licking it right? Yes indeedy

Yeah, yeah, baby

[Dadju:]

Tu es partie en laissant mon cœur totalement vide

Totalement vide

Maintenant, je n'peux que te dire "goodbye, bye", eh

J'aurais jamais pensé que tu me quitterais si vite

Tout va si vite

Maintenant, je n'peux que te dire "goodbye, bye"

Dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh (bye, bye)

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh (bye, bye)

Mais dis-moi, tu es où ? Ouh, ouh, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, ah

Go Crazy (Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown & Young Thug (feat. Mulatto, Lil Durk, Future)

 Get me lit (Oh, yeah)

(Oh, is that Kaniel again?)

Go crazy (Oh, yeah)

It's the remix, remix, remix (Oh, remix)

Go crazy (Oh)

Yeah, baby, I can put you on a flight

(Ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)

It's the remix, remix, remix

Durkio, take a Perkio and tell me you been hurt before

Stamp check got you livin' life, but you ain't workin' though

Her man said that way long, I'm the first to know

She ain't in control, she want a birth, can get a Birkin though

Go crazy through the trap and show me love now

Can't allow one hundred niggas wavin' her on Clubhouse

Off the '42 with my dawg, I feel like Dugg now

I done sipped so much pints of red, I think I'm Blood now

I'm from the trenches for sure, for sure

You got my back? Let me know, me know

In Post Oaks homie close, we close

Rolls truck, hit the button just to close the door, yeah

Trips to your crib in the middle of the night

I know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right

Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight

You know that a nigga like me can change your life

Oh, baby

Everything you do is amazing

Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy

I got what you need

Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Oh)

Everything you do is amazing (Yeah)

Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy (Big Latto)

I got what you need

Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby

I let him hit it once, he went brazy (Brr)

Fucked around and left his old lady (Haha)

Gucci and Prada me if you proud of me (Ah)

Give me brain like psychology (Ah)

Big 'Latto, he tryna hit the lottery (Lotto)

Wrist and my necklace (Ice), I don't chill, Netflix (Ice)

I ain't stuntin' with no other nigga 'cause he got the best dick

And I got that wet shit (Ooh), he know not to test this (Ah)

If I leave him, he'll be lookin' for me in his next bitch, uh

Throat baby, I go throat crazy (Mmh)

He put me in that Corvette, that's why these hoes hate me (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)

Fuck they opinion 'cause we grown (Uh)

Turn a one-night-stand into a happy home (Haha), on God

Trips to your crib in the middle of the night

I know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right

Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight

You know that a nigga like me can change your life

Oh, baby

Everything you do is amazing (Amazing, oh)

Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy (I got what you need)

I got what you need

Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby

I cheat on you, you cheat on me, you ain't loyal

They think you shy, but you a freak, that's why I spoil you

I could've hit it for the free, Christian Dior you

I'm sweeping you off of your feet in the space shuttle

I come through, go swimmin' in the middle of the night

We trending worldwide 'cause, baby, we on fire

Had a threesome with a Muslim and a Christian

I swapped our religions, felt like Jesus Christ when I did it

(Oh, ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)

Have you ever went skinny dippin' on a flight?

PJ came with a bag full of ice, oh, baby

I could change every life

Solitary's whiter than rice, going crazy

I could have whispered to this bitch on this remix (Oh)

She just came out of Twitter, I can see it

Like the pussy the enemy, every time gotta kill it

Chandelier baguettes, look like we fuckin' in the mirror

Break your back, Kelly got you flyer than a kite

Richest nigga she fucked, made her a virgin twice

Don't block none of these goofies, just curve these guys

Reminisce 'bout you had when you see what I got

You amazing when it come down to showing you mine

You my favorite girl, they all wanna know why

I done changed wardrobes, I done changed your style

I'ma change your life, girl, tell me it's about time

Trips to your crib in the middle of the night (Trips to your crib)

I know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right (Down right, baby)

Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight (Oh)

You know that a nigga like me can change your life

Oh, baby

Everything you do is amazing

Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy (Now)

I got what you need

Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Yeah, oh)

Everything you do is amazing (Yeah, yesh)

Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy

I got what you need

Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby

Gave You Love lyrics - Chris Brown

 This here is expensive linen

Table wear with the Versace in it

I'm in able care but I'm barely livin'

Oh, yeah, I'm a millionaire so excuse the stares

I'm gettin' high

Let's play a game of truth

Maybe it's something that I can't handle

When's the last time that the shit hit the roof?

And I was the only one takin' the blame for it?

I guess it's my fault 'cause I shoulda knew

You not the queen to my throne, how the fuck you ride in my coupe?

I keep sayin' I'm grown, but it takes two

I guess I'll read it in the mornin' on that front page news

That bullshit

Oh, hold on

W-Wait a minute

I told you I was a simple man

But you lost one

That pushed the limit

You might never get it back again, oh, whoa

Girl, before you came along

I was comfortable with just doing my thing

I had a million girls before

You walked through the door, look how you made me change

I did all of this for you

You were never true

Girl, you know you shady

I never thought I'd see the day

Give my heart away

Now I'm getting faded

I gave you love, you gave me nothing

What more you want?

At first you wanted me to leave

Now you don't

Sick of the back and forth

I guess I'm about to blow up

Girl, you ain't listening

Shut up with all that bitching

It's all in your mind, so

Get your mind right

Oh

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Get it right

Uh, get your mind right

Oh, whoa

What? Yeah, get your mind right

It's lonesome when I'm not in it

But we'll never be the same again

Now the love's gone and you can feel it

Guess I just don't know how to pretend

Oh, whoa

Girl, before you came along

I was comfortable with just doing my thing

I had a million girls before

You walked through the door, look how you made me change

I did all of this for you

You were never true

Girl, you know you shady

I never thought I'd see the day

Give my heart away

Now I'm getting faded

I gave you love, you gave me nothing

What more you want?

At first you wanted me to leave

Now you don't

Sick of the back and forth

I guess I'm about to blow up

Girl, you ain't listening

Shut up with all that bitching

It's all in your mind, so

Get your mind right

Oh

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Get it right

Uh, get your mind right

Oh, whoa

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Get your mind right

Oh

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Get it right

Uh, get your mind right

Oh, whoa

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Oh

Uh, get your mind right

Oh, whoa

What? Yeah, get your mind right

Baby

G Walk lyrics - Lil Mosey & Chris Brown

 Ayy Royce, you did it right here

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh

Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh

Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh

Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt)

Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby)

She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)

I count these bands on the daily (On the daily)

Run up in your crib, three deep, when you not home

Ran that bitch for the cheese, nigga, like it's Provologne

And I got a stick make you freeze, nigga, Frozone (Bop, bop)

Bandkids been the fucking movement, now we all on (The fuckin' movement)

Last year, I was dead broke, on some stain shit (On some stain shit)

New bitches switching up, they be on that same shit (Lil' bitch)

If you ain't talking money, then you don't speak my language

And free my brother GTAZRECKGLESS, nigga out them cages (Ah!)

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (Woo!)

Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (Bop!)

Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (Oh-oh-oh)

Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt)

Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby)

She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)

I count these bands on the daily (On the daily)

I told my young nigga get it, tell the haters pipe down

I'm tryna fuck a hundred bitches in the hotel right now

My niggas came with the drums, we don't mean percussion

It go ba-dum-bum-bum-bum, ain't no repercussions

I get dollars, and dollars, no refunds

I got bad bitches asking for threesomes

I tell 'em giddy up (Huh), you know they came to have fun

And they ain't about nothin' unless my niggas get some

Had her going up and down like a see-saw

Hit it like I'm Swae Lee, bitch, I'm T'd off

A hunnid shots, bulletproof like I'm Young Dolph

Shotgun sawed off, pro-pro-problem solved, oh yeah

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (Woo!)

Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (Bop!)

Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (Oh-oh-oh)

Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt)

Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby)

She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)

I count these bands on the daily (On the daily)

Wit' that Tec, uh-huh

Drip from my neck, uh-huh

W-W-Wit' that Tec, uh-huh

Drip from my neck, uh-huh

Follow Me lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Sean Kingston & Constantine)

 (Mm, CP did it)

[Chris Brown:]

It's okay, baby

If you are the shy type

Just let me help you with that

You know that I'm a nice guy

Help you out with you

It's okay, baby

If you not used to gettin' naked

I'm just gon' take you to the shower

And start with the basics

Turn it on hot for you, test it out

Girl, I know it's steamin', sweat it out

Turn it up a notch or two, just let it out

I see you loosenin' up

Girl, watch your step

Might be slippery

You gon' need my help

Girl, grab a towel

I'ma wrap my arms around you

Goin' straight to the bedroom

[Sean Kingston:]

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

Follow me, girl, follow me

Let's turn the volume up (Volume up)

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

The way you moan, you sound so pretty, girl

Oh (Oh)

[Constantine:]

It's your song, baby

Melody's just right

Let me help you with that

You know I am the right type

Help you gettin' naked

It's okay, baby

If you're not used to love facin'

I might just fuck you for an hour

And start with the basics

[Chris Brown:]

Turn it on hot for you, test it out

Girl, I know it's steamin', sweat it out

Turn it up a notch or two, just let it out

I see you loosenin' up

Girl, watch your step

Might be slippery

You gon' need my help

Girl, grab a towel

I'ma wrap my arms around you

Goin' straight to the bedroom

[Sean Kingston:]

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

Follow me, girl, follow me

Let's turn the volume up (Volume up)

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

The way you moan, you sound so pretty, girl

Oh (Oh)

[Constantine:]

Your moans are all the sounds of love

So many, it sweep me

Your body has the perfect bum

I know them niggas gon' hate that I got you (Oh)

You know these bitches gon' hate that you got me too (Oh)

But we keep makin' this music

[Sean Kingston:]

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

Follow me, girl, follow me

Let's turn the volume up (Volume up)

Follow me, girl, follow me

These are the sounds of love (Sounds of love)

The way you moan, you sound so pretty, girl

Oh (Oh)

Fire lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Kap G)

 When a nigga lash out, wanna label me a thug

Well I'ma show you what it feel like

A nigga had to share a cloak and bath soap

My first time whippin' crack, I ain't get it right

I just hit twenty-seven, heard them legends die young

I don't fuck with needles or crack pipes

But I put that on my kid, I'ma die for my young

Hopefully she'll get the steps right

Remember wakin' up at county

My attorney got whole list of assaults

Half are plea bargains, other half I paid off

And all the crimes I committed, I see the judge read it off

And all the police be crooked, and you can't judge me at all

Ha, yeah

I see the nigga I wanna be in the mirror

And I didn't love myself like I do now

Ooh yeah, they hate a nigga that's fearless

Ha, they hate the freedom, yeah, they hate a nigga lifestyle

Oh-oh (Oh-oh)

Sick and tired of always bein' fed up

You know diamonds only form from pressure

You're expectin' me to run for cover

But it's bombs away tonight

Dance with the Devil, I'm playin' with fire

Nothin' gon' change, nothin' gon' save me

I'm playin' with fire

Ain't no breakin' these chains so why am I prayin'?

I'm playin' with fire

All on my own, sittin' here cryin' for someone to take me

I got no hands on the wheel

Drivin' while I'm intoxicated (Ayy)

Yeah, I just wanna brand new Royce, yeah (Skrrt)

I just wanna brand new Porsche, yeah (New Porsche)

I just want a Lambo' with the horse, yeah (With the horse)

I just wanna dress you up you in Dior, yeah (In Dior)

I remember when I was poor, yeah (When I was poor)

Now I'm on my way to the Forbes, yeah (To the Forbes)

I don't really like to import, yeah (Import)

Disappointers'll be with me with the fork, yeah

Skrrt, skrrt

My brother, they whippin'

No, I want the Bentley truck (Ooh)

Can't put a semi up

For Magic City up

Sleep with the semi up (Gang!)

They don't fuck with me

I'm fuckin' the city up (Ooh)

Ramen noodles, rockin' food now

I'm doin' shows up in Honolulu

I posted in the cut just like a boo-boo

My bitch from New Orleans but she don't do voodoo

Oh-oh (Oh-oh)

Sick and tired of always bein' fed up

You know diamonds only form from pressure

You're expectin' me to run for cover

But it's bombs away tonight

Dance with the Devil, I'm playin' with fire

Nothin' gon' change, nothin' gon' save me

I'm playin' with fire

Ain't no breakin' these chains so why am I prayin'?

I'm playin' with fire

All on my own, sittin' here cryin' for someone to take me

I got no hands on the wheel

Drivin' while I'm intoxicated, hey

Fairytale lyrics - Skyetunes x Chris Brown

 Skye, you a special one

The one

CB, yeah, another one

I know you love me but I heard about you (Heard about you)

They say you ain't good for me (So what?)

I don't care 'cause it ain't true, oh whoa

If they're just stories (Yeah), I'd rather see for myself

I guess I'm the only one that still believes in

Fairytales

Feel like the only one (Oh whoa)

Is this a dream or a fairytale?

Am I the only one, only one? (Oh whoa)

I don't wanna be the one you dream about

Only once in a while

You're the type a girl I need to keep around me

I tell myself, yeah, yeah

Every night, I don't wanna be the one you dream without

I want you by my side

When I see you, we go up every time

I mean every time (Every time)

I guess I'm the only one that still believes in fairytales

Adam ate the apple

Eve gave it to him

Still chasing the apple

I know what you're doing

Now, let me tell you something

No, let me tell you

If I let you squeeze the apple, we gon' make juice (Ayy)

'Cause baby, when a real bitch want you

She could give a fuck 'bout rumors

Why would I believe the lies? ('Bout a rumor)

I can see you with my own eyes

You're like a fairytale

Feel like the only one (Feels like the only one, oh whoa)

Is this a dream or a fairytale? (Oh whoa)

Am I the only one, only one? (Oh whoa)

I don't wanna be the one you dream about

Only once in a while

You're the type a girl I need to keep around me

I tell myself, yeah, yeah

Every night, I don't wanna be the one you dream without

I want you by my side

When I see you, we go up every time

I mean every time, every time

I guess I'm the only one that still believes in fairytales

Hey, hey

Listen

This is for my girls

Lemme tell you about a certain someone, ooh, yeah (Ooh yeah)

Said it wasn't fake

I guess I'm the only one that still believes in

Fairytales

Feels lyrics - Tory Lanez & Chris Brown

 Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Ooh (Ayy)

Yeah, yeah, ayy

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Ooh, loving you right, loving you right, loving you

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you

Feels for the night, best time of our lives

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Feels for the night, best time of our lives

Loving you right, loving you right

Get in the covers, mami hold down my love and

Oh, yeah, give it to me good-good tonight (What?)

I'm goin' under, 'cause I know you're wonderin', baby

Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah), I'm givin' it good-good to you

Know what I'm doin', baby (I just wanna keep)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Oh)

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you (Touching you, ooh)

Feels for the night, best time of our lives (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Like this, like this)

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Uh, uh, uh, oh)

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Feels for the night, best time of our lives (Oh, I just wanna keep)

Loving you right, loving you right

I didn't get any rubbers (Sorry)

I'm givin' you raw love tonight (Tonight)

I'm trustin' you, yeah (Trusting you with everything)

You trustin' me with a good-good time (In your life)

I got you, come sit on me

I eat the peach, tastin' your soul

Licky-lick, oh, my God

Switch it to me, you on your knees, suckin' the soul out me

Massagin' your feet, babe (Babe)

Feel the heatwave (Wave)

Don't sweat it out, know it's a weekday

Know you gotta go to work (Work, work, work)

But today you're gonna be a little late

And I'm gon' let you sleep, bae

You're gon' be rushin' when you gotta leave

I love you, girl, I'm teasin'

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

When we done, I'm get you where you gotta be

First, you gotta fuck the shit out of me

Ooh (I wanna keep loving you right), loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Oh, oh, you, ooh, baby)

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you (I just wanna touch you right, yeah, baby)

Feels for the night, best time of our lives (Yeah, baby, yeah, it's the best time)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Loving you, loving you, can I, babe?)

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Loving you right, loving you right, loving you (Loving you, loving you, oh)

Touching you right, touching you right, touching you (Right, right)

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Feels for the night, best time of our lives (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Loving you right, loving you right

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Everybody, Let's Party lyrics - Chris Brown

 I'm on the floor now

And looking for the right way to speak to you

Oh, oh

Fire, see the smoke now

Call the paramedics, baby, needs a rescue, huh

Just lose control-ol

Your body's calling for me

Get loose some more-re, oh

Don't change for me, girl, love the way you are

'Cause I'm dangerous, girl, I'ma steal your heart

If you let me

Want a good girl to get, get, get dirty

It ain't the same, but so what?

She came to play 'cause she wanna be naughty

On the dancefloor

She's all over me now, now, now, now

She's dancing on me, Dirty Diana

Don't slow down 'cause I like it

Just let it go

Don't stand on the wall

Just get on the floor and party

'Cause tonight, you can have it all

So go out and dance with somebody

One, two, three, go!

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

Oh-oh-oh, let's party

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

It's our, it's our, it's our, it's our destiny

All these bright lights creating an illusion on us, damn

But I know you want me

To feel you from your head to your toes

'Cause I like your private parts, ooh

If you feeling lonely

I'll be right there

I can make you who you wanna be

Baby, don't be scared

Don't change for me, girl, love the way you are (Oh)

'Cause I'm dangerous, girl, I'ma steal your heart

If you let me

Want a good girl to get, get, get dirty (Oh, oh)

It ain't the same, but so what? (Yeah)

She came to play 'cause she wanna be naughty

On the dancefloor

She's all over me now, now, now, now

She's dancing on me, Dirty Diana

Don't slow down 'cause I like it

Just let it go

Don't stand on the wall

Just get on the floor and party

'Cause tonight, you can have it all

So go out and dance with somebody

One, two, three, go!

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

Oh-oh-oh, let's party

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

It's our, it's our, it's our, it's our destiny

Destiny

Everybody

It's our, it's our destiny

Di-Dirty Diana

Don't stand on the wall

Just get on the floor and party

'Cause tonight, you can have it all

So go out and dance with somebody

One, two, three, go!

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

Oh-oh-oh, let's party

Oh-oh-oh, everybody

It's our, it's our, it's our, it's our destiny

Double Negative lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Justin Bieber)

 No sleep at all, runnin' a lie

Doing you wrong, proving you right each time

That's a (That's a), that's a double negative, oh

Showing up late, draggin' along

Won't pick up the phone while I'll be gone

Can't deny it

It's a double negative

Oh, double negative

'Nother jet, 'nother day in the sky

Fly in another direction from you

Wish I could FedEx my heart

And show up to your door

Signed, sealed, delivered

Gonna make you cry, let you down

More than likely from across town

Double shame on me

Double shame, oh

No sleep at all, runnin' a lie

Doing you wrong, proving you right each time

That's a (That's a), that's a double negative, oh

Showing up late, draggin' along

Won't pick up the phone while I'll be gone

Can't deny it

It's a double negative

Oh, double negative

Seems like he ain't got no boundaries

And he ain't got no patience

Seems like he never got nothing planned

So you'll never get anxious

Look in your mind

Keep wonderin' if you're too high-maintenance

Look in your mind

Keep wonderin' if I'm just too famous, uh

Can I shake the negative energy?

And with the karma, karma right back on me

In a moment of clarity

And metaphorically, it seems like Heaven

No sleep at all, runnin' a lie (Runnin' a lie)

Doing you wrong, proving you right each time

That's a (It's so messed up), that's a double negative (Ooh, a double negative, ah-ooh), oh

Showing up late, dragging along (Dragging along)

Won't pick up the phone while I'll be gone (No, no, no, no, no)

Can't deny it (Ooh, I won't deny it)

It's a double negative (Oh)

Oh (Oh), double negative

Oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Oh-oh (Oh-oh)

Oh, double negative (Double negative, ooh)

Never meant the negativity

Oh, no, no

No, oh

Oh-oh, woah

Woah-woah, yeah

Don't Play Me lyrics - Chris Brown

 Don't play, I'm grown, girl (Grown, girl)

You a freak, and bring you home girl (Home girl)

Fuck you to sleep then wake your ass up

You gotta go home, girl (Home, girl)

Uber on the way (Way)

Make sure you don't ever tell nobody where I stay (Oh, no)

Roll a hunnid joints for the day (Day)

Hit the club, buy a 100 Rosés, hol' up

Shit, you got something on my feet, girl (Oh yeah)

I don't do coke, I smoke weed, girl (Oh yeah)

You been drinking all these drinks, girl

And now you owe me, girl (Me, girl)

Don't play me

She got ass, no waist, no babies (No babies)

When she twerk it on me, I get a boner

I don't love her, but I want her, yeah

Don't play me, 'cause I'm gonna wear it out tonight (Oh yeah)

And you working that up and down, up and down

So baby, don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Presidential Rollie on my wrist (On my wrist)

Never spending money on a bitch (No, no)

But I might buy the bar for all my ladies

And if they wanna turn up (Yeah)

Then I'll give them something

I know this what you want, girl (Want, girl)

She grabbing on my dick, yeah

Hands all on my meat, girl (Meat, girl)

I don't do crack, I sip lean, girl (Lean, girl)

Molly got you looking like a dream, girl

I'm feeling like a fiend, girl (Fiend, girl)

Don't play me (Play me)

'Cause I'm fucking bad bitches on a daily (On a daily)

I never rent my shit, I'm a owner (Owner)

If you need this dick, I'm a donor, yeah

Don't play me, 'cause I'm gonna wear it out tonight (Oh yeah)

And you working that up and down, up and down

So baby, don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Don't play me, 'cause I'm gonna wear it out tonight (Oh yeah)

And you working that up and down, up and down

So baby, don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Don't play with it, oh whoa

Don't play with it, yeah

Don't Give It Away lyrics - Fridayy & Chris Brown

 Don't give it away

You know it's mine, tell me who gon' make you feel this way?

So many times, I fucked up with you but I'm done with the games

Act like I wanted you to leave, but girl, I need you to stay

Don't give it away

No, no

Order what you want and put it all on me

Know we go together like a harmony

Every time we pop out, we gon' make a scene

Know that you ain't fucking with no goofy

We gon' fuck around and make a movie

Let me get it wetter than Jacuzzi

Shawty, you know you could have it your way

You be acting different off that foreplay, mmm

Girl, ain't no competition with you, I don't even gotta choose

And I don't plan on stoppin', I be rockin' with you win or lose

So baby, if it ain't you I don't know who's who

Shawty, I need you, shawty, I need you

Don't give it away

You know it's mine, tell me who gon' make you feel this way?

So many times, I fucked up with you but I'm done with the games

Act like I wanted you to leave, but girl, I need you to stay

Don't give it away

No, no

Keep that shit a hunnid or nothing at all

When you fucked up, tell me who do you call?

Put you on my team, even gave yo ass the ball

Tell me you won't change like leaves in the fall

Used to over look the city while I blow your back out

Love when I'm aggressive, I might pull a track out

Put it in reverse, yeah, I had to back out

Every time we fucked, girl, I made you tap out, yeah

It ain't no competition with you, I don't even gotta choose

No baby, and I don't plan on stoppin', I'll be rockin' with you win or lose

So baby, if it ain't you I don't know who's who

Shawty, I need you, shawty, I need you

Don't give it away

You know it's mine, tell me who gon' make you feel this way?

So many times, I fucked up with you but I'm done with the games

Act like I wanted you to leave, but girl, I need you to stay

Don't give it away

Don't give it away

You know it's mine, tell me who gon' make you feel this way?

So many times, I fucked up with you but I'm done with the games

Act like I wanted you to leave, but girl, I need you to stay

Don't give it away

No, no

Stay, need you to stay

Stay

So many times, I fucked up with you but I'm done with the games

Act like I wanted you to leave, but girl, I need you to stay

Don't give it away

Die Young lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Nas)

 Die-ie-ie-ie-ie, whoa

Would you miss me?

If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta

Ride or die as a young nigga, ayy

I'ma be a legend when I go

If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh)

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh)

I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)

Hear the gunshots sound, another black man down

'Nother innocent killed by the police, which side are you on?

All the violence is red and blue, oh

And the sons of a mother who never had a father

Tryna change a boy to a man

Got love for you, mama don't cry, we gon' be alright

'Cause one man shouldn't hate on another man

Judge no one 'cause of the color skin, oh-whoa

Let's stop killing each other, it's genocide

And if I die before I wake

I just pray to God my soul to take, whoa, yeah

If my brother is ridin', then we ridin', livin' like a young nigga

If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta

Ride or die as a young nigga, ayy

I'ma be a legend when I go

If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh)

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Uh)

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, uh)

I'm probably dead (Uh, buck, buck, buck)

In the projects it's made, so we don't progress

Experimental test, watch us kill each other

Film another homicide, they tape it, nobody make it

See, he goin' to kill the same lab rat he was raised with

Such and such, so and so, brother

They got right on top of each other

Too close, he got a new toast to shoot close

Gun go bang, talk your slang, basics

Soon the whole hood gon' have cases

See my neighbors, see my haters, see federal agents

Pharmacies ain't givin' out no medical favors

But we got scripts to codeine and Oxycontin

Gettin' rich off that like ain't no other options

Autopsy, dissect 'em, they open him up

All they wanna see is if he had coke in his blood

'Cause the cops shot him, just 'cause he came from the rock bottom

Now you see his name in the body column, they bodied him, uh

If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Oh, probably die)

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Probably die)

Ride or die as a young nigga (Ayy)

I'ma be a legend when I go

If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Hey)

'Cause all of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga (We sippin' codeine)

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, hey)

I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)

Ooh, ooh, ooh

I'm living for my daughter

Ooh, ooh

'Cause my baby need a father

Ooh, ooh

Don't wanna die young, young nigga, oh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

You got my back, I'm rollin' with you

Ooh, ooh

Holding me down 'cause it's what we do, do, oh

(Probably die young)

If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Die-ie-ie-ie-ie)

All of my niggas they came with the choppers

Ride or die as a young nigga (Ride or die as a young nigga)

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Ayy)

Ride or die as a young nigga

I'ma be a legend when I go

If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Die-ie-ie-ie-ie)

All of my niggas they came with the choppers (Oh)

Ride or die as a young nigga

Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Ooh)

Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, ooh)

I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)

If I die, just look into the sky

I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothin'

If there's somethin' on my mind, I was busy tryna find

I was drunk gettin' high

Dat Night lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Young Thug & Trey Songz)

 Yup!

Ayy, I fucked 'round and made them niggas

Goddamn open 'em all up tonight, know what I mean

Breezy!

I swear to God

Trigga

Matter of fact, ayy, ayy call the sheriff, man, call the sheriff

Slime

All my bitches, all my bitches

All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago (Yeah)

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Baby)

All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Ayy)

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Slime, I go)

I know what it is, we know you the shit

Know who got them bricks (Yeah), know who hittin' licks (Yeah, yeah), get this money blindfolded (Slime)

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago (Ayy)

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy (Ooh)

Baby, fuck the situation, fuck them bitches hatin' (Ooh)

Fuck a pillow-talkin' nigga that be instigatin' (Ooh)

Frustrated, now I know why they all hate me (Why? Ooh)

I fuck these bitches and they know that I make pretty babies (Hahaha, woo!)

Detroit got me back on my back fuckin' black bitches (Yeah!)

Tippin' 4 and I'm pourin' 4 of Actavis (Ugh)

She know every time I turn up, I keep fuckin' up mattresses (Yeah!)

Tryna ask me why I don't nut, Percocet make the dick like a magician (Yikes!)

Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different?

'Cause I cash different

But tryna get my bitches, huh

You gotta pay for that last minute, bitch

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go

I know what it is, we know you the shit

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy

All my bitches with the shit when I be in Toronto

I can get the pussy eyes closed with a blindfold

It's a war zone, nigga, we be in Chicago

Lot of mamas cry, niggas die in Chicago

Know some Bloods 'cause nigga livin' in L.A.

It's a lot of things ain't forgiven in L.A.

Know I'm from the third, I be reppin' that V.A.

You ain't got the money, you can never beat the case

Fuck the judge, fuck feds nigga, tryna get up off that poor

Niggas say they tryna eat, can't get shit up off my fork

I hopped off the porch, hopped in the Porsche

They hopped in the Benz, I fucked all her friends, yeah

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go

I know what it is, we know you the shit

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy

Ayy, make her suck dick on the patio

I might eat that bitch up like some ravioli

I get a rush in designer zone

Why these young nigga tellin' they Tellitubbies (Ah)

I fuck her good, I don't tell them nothin'

Nut in her hair, make it good and fuzzy

I get it in with a bigger budget (Ha)

And the inside my car look like peanut butter (Woo)

Drag it when you walk, baby

I done came from rags to riches, did it all, baby

When we done, she say it's hard to walk, yeah, yeah

Fuck her in the light, I don't do nothin' dark, yeah, yeah (Ha)

Fuck you thought? (Uh) Red bottoms bleed when you walk (Uh)

Put my food in ya drawers (Uh)

Bedroom dim like walls (Uh)

Gun range, teach you how to chop 'em, yeah

Attached to my lights like moths, yeah

Favorite color red, hot sauce, yeah

Wanna see me dead, King Joffrey, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go

I know what it is, we know you the shit

Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded

All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago

Shakin' that ass naked with a friend eeny, miny, moe

All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit

All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy

Congratulations lyrics - Congratulations (feat. Chanel West Coast)

 AnonXmous

Congratulations (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

It's the first day of your life (Ayy)

Oh no, oh no (Ayy, ayy)

I feel it in my heart

I feel it in my soul

The time is getting near

Just tell me when to go

Here I go

I'm packing up my bags

I'm headed out the door

I'm never looking back (Ayy)

Yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy)

I'm never looking back

This a celebration ('Bration)

This a celebration

So say goodbye to yesterday

The future's in front of you

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Oh yeah

There's no time to waste

Gon' get your money (Hey)

Go 'head and ball it up now (Hey)

Congratulations, you are ready for the rest of your life

The rest of your life (Hey)

The rest of your life

The rest of your life (Hey)

I've forgotten 'bout my past life

'Cause now I live the fast life

Pretty brain with a ass right

Shinin' like a flashlight

Plus I got my cash right

White girl but my tan nice

Bali, go from very nice

So damn hot, I can't lie

Highest level penthouse

Used to feel left out

Now I'm with the best crowd

Rockin' here with Chris Brown

Everybody get loud

You know how we get down

Haters need to sit down

Never gonna quit now

Here to make a statement

Just face it

While I take over

Flyer than a spaceship

Poppin' like a toaster (Oh)

Pretty little face with curves like a rollercoaster (Oh)

Celebrate it

So say goodbye to yesterday

The future's in front of you

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Oh yeah

There's no time to waste

Gon' get your money (Hey)

Go 'head and ball it up now (Hey)

Congratulations, you are ready for the rest of your life

The rest of your life (Hey)

The rest of your life

The rest of your life

Yeah, look

Margiela on my wallet

You can't afford the profit

They hatin' used to stop it

'Cause the glasses here to stop it

I-I must be out my socket

I'm higher than a rocket

And my car is supersonic

Pooper scooper, that's poo-tonic

That's the shit, what that is?

Uh, that's just m ebonics

And haters never change so I change up like the climates

Got that ha-ha shit

Huh, that shit make you vomit

[?] rice, no Islamic

Just like at me Obama it, oh (Oh)

Huh, hunnid, hunnid on my belt, man (Oh)

Flyer, call me sire 'cause I'm higher than a stealth man (Oh)

Ha, parachute, skydiver

This a celebration ('Bration)

Juicy I'm that GG, fuckin' up my tires, huh

So say goodbye to yesterday

The future's in front of you

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Oh yeah

There's no time to waste

Gon' get your money

Go 'head and ball it up now

Congratulations, you are ready (Yeah) for the rest of your life

Compadre lyrics - Compadre (feat. Kap G)

 Murda on the beat, so it's not nice

Yeah, all these pills, I can't hear what you sayin'

Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch

Goin' to the moon, beam me up

Smokin' high shit

Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit

I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug

Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre

My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day

It ain't no easy route 'cause speakin' ain't the hard way, yeah

Olé, olé, olé, I just found out the play

Got my bitch all on his line sendin' his location

You must think you slick, huh

Pull up with the stick

Revolver, hollow shells, so you won't find out who did it

Disappear like Houdini

Drop the top, that's a magic trick

Three Lamborghinis, you fuck niggas on that rentin' shit

Cool as shit, through with all the foolish shit

You know, got the Rugers, with the toolies with

Get, that's a .30 clip, yeah

All these pills, I can't hear what you sayin'

Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch

Goin' to the moon, beam me up

Smokin' high shit

Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit

I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug

Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre (My compadre)

My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day (Out in broad day)

It ain't no easy route 'cause speakin' ain't the hard way (Yeah)

Wakin' up, I'm feelin' like I'm Pablo (Pablo)

I got some partners with the duffle like I'm Ralo (Damu)

I got some partners who gon' pull up with them hollows (Skrrt)

Your bitch gon' send me your location from your iPhone (Ayy)

Pull up in the trenches (Pull up in the trenches)

Uh, nigga, pull up with the stenches (Pull up with the stenches)

Uh, I keep pulling out of them bitches (Yuh)

I got the sauce and I'm drippin' (Woo)

I'm dripped in designer, call me Big Tymin, I'm just being honest

We got it on us, we pull up in Hondas

You don't want the drama, you talk to your Honor, yeah

All these pills, I can't hear what you sayin' (Kap G)

Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch

Goin' to the moon, beam me up

Smokin' high shit

Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit

I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug

Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre

My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day

It ain't no easy route 'cause speakin' ain't the hard way

All these pills, I can't hear what you sayin'

Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch

Goin' to the moon, beam me up

Smokin' high shit

Gas, smokin' gas, the fire shit

I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug

Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre

My homies loco when they shoot you out in broad day

It ain't no easy route 'cause speakin' ain't the hard way

Blow My Mind lyrics - DaVido & Chris Brown

 It's Shizzi, m-m-magic fingers

Never waste your time, never let you go

Top down, back to back, you're the best I know

Oh yeah, you dey blow my mind, blow my mind, blow my mind

For your love I go change my life, change my life, change my life

Yeba

Come here, do your dance make I spend ego

(We go rendezvous)

Dutty whine, dutty whine for me nice and slow

So many nights I did wait for my time

To get you all alone for one night

You do me somethin' no lie, I go mad for your type

I want to do you, whatever you want

Freaky freaky for you, show me what you're into

Girl you just dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

your body dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

Girl you just dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

your body dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

Where you at? Where you at? (We go rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (Make we rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (We go rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (Make we rendezvous)

Wanna drink from your water, give me a cup

I ain't just wanna sip

I'm tryna steal your love, I'm guilty of it

I don't give a shit about who telling all our business when I'm killing it

When I'm feeling it, kissing it and it turn into an animal

Yeah yeah, girl I fuck with a attitude

Angry and you're dangerous, it don't matter no

'Cause your body controllin' me, it don't matter no

And I know you see the same vision

Nobody gon' change how we live

Nobody gon' change how I feel about you

I want to do you, whatever you want

Freaky freaky for you, show me what you're into

Ooh, girl, you just dey

Girl you just dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

your body dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

Girl you just dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

your body dey blow my, blow my mind, blow my mind

Where you at? Where you at? (We go rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (Make we rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (We go rendezvous)

Where you at? Where you at? (Make we rendezvous)

Bet You Know lyrics - Chris Brown

 Man, I don't even know why I keep doin' this shit to myself

Shit crazy

Stressful as a motherfucker

I wear my heart on my sleeve, nigga

Glass house

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

On to the next (Yeah)

Already forgot ya like I never knew ya

Watch me pull up in that Phantom while I'm livin' in Miami (Hey!)

Got my heart rollin' dice in a centerfold

Should've listened when I told ya

Should have never played the games

'Cause I been the man way too long (Too long)

And my fall back game too strong (Yeah!)

Now you blowin' up my phone

Talkin' all the shit I would have, but the moment's gone (Hey, hey)

And now I'm done and my heart is made of stone, oh

Ooh, yeah

Oh, look what you done

You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Right now)

Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Oh-whoa)

Oh, and now we're over and done (Done)

If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now

If you didn't know, bet you know now

Tired, playin' same shit for ya

Done flexin' on you

Oh-whoa, oh-oh

Tired, playin' same shit for ya

Done flexin' on you

Ha ha, yeah!

Two of my niggas said they had they way with you, way with you

You know that I don't want it if another nigga on it now

I ain't got no time to play no game with you (No)

Flooded out the Rollie just to drip it on you, drip it on you (Ow!)

Want me to be stressin', but, girl, you know I'm not

Now you all in my Tumblr tryna see what I'm on

I thought I told you that my fall back game too strong

Talkin' all the shit I would have, but the moment's gone

And now I'm done and my heart is made of stone, oh

Oh, look what you done (You done)

You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Yeah)

Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Oh-whoa)

Oh, and now we're over and done (Done)

If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now

If you didn't know, bet you know now

Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Oh)

Done flexin' on you

Oh-whoa (Oh, baby)

Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Ooh-ooh)

Done flexin' on you (Hee-hee-hee)

Hol' up!

Bitch reckless tryna hang out with the enemies (Yeah)

Goin' to another nigga, show up and he pull you out the club

Go 'head with the ho-ass tendencies (Oh)

You wanna fuck that nigga, go 'head and fuck him 'cause I won't hold you down

He gon' let you go in a minute

And all these niggas wanna fuck my bitches because I'm winnin' (Oh)

Nigga, let me know when you finished

'Cause you ain't gettin' over, no, no

That's what I call pimpin'

Oh, look what you done

You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Oh, hey)

Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Yeah)

Oh, and now we're over and done (Oh)

If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now (Bet you know now)

If you didn't know, bet you know now (Bet)

Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Oh)

Done flexin' on you (Oh, oh!)

Tired, playin' same shit for ya

Done flexin' on you, oh

If you didn't know I'm that nigga, bet you know now

If you didn't know I'm that nigga, bet you know now

If you didn't know, bet you know now

Baddest lyrics - Yung Bleu, Chris Brown & 2 Chainz

 (Romano)

(Hitmaka!)

(OG Parker)

Sexy motherfucker, you the baddest one (Woah)

Gave you all my love, that shit been addin' up (Woah)

We should get away somewhere and run it up (Woah)

You tryna fall in love (Oh)

Need you to bring all of your friends and let's fuck it off (Fuck)

I know you ain't been touched enough (Enough)

I know you ain't the only one, oh one (One)

Need you to bring all of your friends and let's fuck it off (Fuck)

I know you ain't been touched enough (Touched enough, enough)

I know you ain't the only one

See you with your friends, you got a

Brand new Benz, you got a

Nigga blowin' up your phone, you ain't thinkin' 'bout him

She just wanna turn up with her girls, get the stress off

And I just wanna take her to the room, get that dress off

Even though I'm in a good mood, I fuck you like I'm pissed off

And don't give me no attitude, you gon' make my dick soft

Heard she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm lit now ('Cause I'm lit now)

Yeah, heard she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm rich now ('Cause I'm rich now)

We can link after the club, I got a penthouse

Second 'til I shoot it, it comes so fast, I made her get down

She got new ass and new titties, she a ten now

She got new ass and new titties, she a ten now

Sexy motherfucker

Sexy motherfucker, you the baddest one (Woah)

Gave you all my love, that shit been addin' up (Woah)

We should get away somewhere and run it up (Woah)

I'm tryna fall in love (Oh)

She got new ass and new titties, she a ten now (Yeah)

She got new ass and new titties, she a ten now (Toni)

Sexy motherfucker

You know I got your back, baby (Back)

We ain't gotta talk about it (Right)

Your booty stickin' out, they gotta walk around it

Take my queen to King of Diamonds (Mm)

PJ, I switch the climate

It ain't no seat assignment

Doze off, wake up on an island (Yeah)

I bring your friends so y'all can fuck it up (Fuck it up)

Rolls and a couple truck

I bought a couple zips

I brought some Molly and some shrooms, you think we flew here?

Oh, we gon' really trip (Trip)

Pussy on fingertips (Mm)

Yeah, I'ma kiss them lips

I'm talkin' both of 'em (Both of 'em)

I told her, "Ride this dick and I'm the chauffeur"

I hit it from the side, then I make her fall off

Pussy too wet for me to fuck you on my sofa

Mess it up (Yeah)

(Sexy) Sexy motherfucker, you the baddest one (Woah, baddest)

Gave you all love, that shit been addin' up (Woah, it's been addin', baby)

We should get away somewhere and run it up (Run it up)

I'm tryna fall in love (Oh)

Need you to bring all of your friends and let's fuck it off (Fuck it off, fuck it off, woah)

I know you ain't been touched enough (Fuck it off, fuck it off)

I know you ain't the only one, oh one (Yeah, fuck it off, fuck it off, woah)

Need you to bring all of your friends and let's fuck it off (Fuck it off, fuck it off,, woah)

I know you ain't been touched enough (Oh, oh, no)

Oh, you ain't the only one (Sexy motherfucker)

Sexy motherfucker, hmm

Sexy motherfucker, hmm

Sexy motherf-

Sexy motherfucker

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

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!

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)

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

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

"Heartbreak On A Full Moon" (2017)

• Lost And Found lyrics - Chris Brown
• Privacy lyrics - Chris Brown
• Juicy Booty lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Jhené Aiko & R. Kelly)
• Questions lyrics - Chris Brown
• Heartbreak On A Full Moon lyrics - Chris Brown
• Roses lyrics - Chris Brown
• Confidence lyrics - Chris Brown
• Rock Your Body lyrics - Chris Brown
• Tempo lyrics - Chris Brown
• Handle It lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. DeJ Loaf & Lil Yachty)
• Sip lyrics - Chris Brown
• Everybody Knows lyrics - Chris Brown
• To My Bed lyrics - Chris Brown
• Hope You Do lyrics - Chris Brown
• This Ain't lyrics - Chris Brown
• Pull Up lyrics - Chris Brown
• Party lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Gucci Mane & Usher)
• Sensei lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. A1)
• Summer Breeze lyrics - Chris Brown
• No Exit lyrics - Chris Brown
• Pills And Automobiles lyrics - Chris Brown
• Hurt The Same lyrics - Chris Brown
• I Love Her lyrics - Chris Brown
• You Like lyrics - Chris Brown
• Nowhere lyrics - Chris Brown
• Other Niggas lyrics - Chris Brown
• Tough Love lyrics - Chris Brown
• Paradise lyrics - Chris Brown
• Covered In You lyrics - Chris Brown
• Even lyrics - Chris Brown
• High End lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Young Thug & Future)
• On Me lyrics - Chris Brown
• Tell Me What To Do lyrics - Chris Brown
• Frustrated lyrics - Chris Brown
• Enemy lyrics - Chris Brown
• If You're Down lyrics - Chris Brown
• Bite My Tongue lyrics - Chris Brown
• Run Away lyrics - Chris Brown
• This Way lyrics - Chris Brown
• Yellow Tape lyrics - Chris Brown
• Reddi Wip lyrics - Chris Brown
• Hangover lyrics - Chris Brown
• Emotions lyrics - Chris Brown
• Only 4 Me lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Verse Simmonds & Ty Dolla $ign)
• Grass Ain't Greener lyrics - Chris Brown
• Don't Slow Me Down lyrics - Chris Brown
• On Purpose lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. AGNEZ MO)
• Hands Up lyrics - Chris Brown
• Same Shit lyrics - Chris Brown
• Trust Me lyrics - Chris Brown
• Let Shit Go lyrics - Chris Brown
• I Wanna lyrics - Chris Brown
• Water lyrics - Chris Brown
• Yoppa lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Trippie Redd)
• Get Off lyrics - Chris Brown
• This X-Mas lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Ella Mai)
• Secret lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Solo Lucci)

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

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

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

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

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