All On Me lyrics - Chris Brown

Oh-whoa

You don't know where you're going 'til it's gone

And you don't realize the damage 'til it's done

Think you got time, runnin' 'round, you just having fun

All the while, know the demons that harmed you won't leave you alone

I've been by myself, tryna heal my wounds

It ain't all about me, know you got yours too (Yours too)

Take another shot, tryna get my mind right (Oh, oh)

I've been praying and bleeding

And begging and pleading to find out, yeah

With my back to the wall, all my fears

Need to hear from God now

'Cause when it all comes crashing down on me, yeah

And when the world turn they back, it's up to me, yeah

All my flaws and sins, that's all they see, yeah

And when it all falls down, it's all on me

It's all on me, it's all on me (Yeah)

All these wrongs that I've done, I'm just tryna make it right

But my insecurities keep me laying up at night

Nobody's perfect but I do my best

To keep a smile for the camera, but I'm a mess (Oh-oh)

I've been praying and bleeding

And begging and pleading to find out (Find out), yeah

With my back to the wall, all my fears

Need to hear from God now

'Cause when it all comes crashing down on me, yeah

And when the world turn they back, it's up to me, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)

All my flaws and sins, that's all they see, yeah (That's all they see, yeah)

And when it all falls down, it's all on me (Oh-oh)

It's all on me (It's all, it's all, it's all)

(Girl, bring it all on me)

It's all on me, yeah (Oh, it's always on me, on me)

No-no, no-no, no

Yeah, it's all on me

Sexy lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Trey Songz)

D.A. got that dope!

Sexy, tease me with your lingerie (Yeah)

Water drippin' on me

Do what you wanna do

Talk dirty

Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)

Ooh, fuck me please

Sexy, sexy (Yeah)

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please

Sexy, sexy

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please (Oh)

Baby, you can live your whole life holdin' out (Out)

Let me pick you up and see if you could hold it down

Girl, I'm sorry 'cause I can't keep my hands to myself

A little more liquor, I'ma take off my pants and my belt (Ooh)

This droops (Woo), slaps (Woo), I'ma smack that ass (Yeah)

As rough as you want it, in the front or the back

It don't matter, you like it slow

Then go faster, we're rollin' on the floor, oh

It's only you and me, stuck with each other and I love it (Oh)

Girl, I'm gon' give my all, can't get rid of me yet

Put you on a plane, whenever you on a jet (Jet)

Snatch your rapper chain, whenever you need a check (Check)

You know you can come and stay when you fight and he upset

Ain't nothin' change, side nigga, I remain, I fuck with you because you're

Sexy (Sexy), tease me with your lingerie (Yeah, 'rie)

Water drippin' (On) on me (Mm)

Do what you wanna do

Talk dirty (Ooh whoa)

Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)

Ooh, fuck me please

Sexy, sexy (Yeah)

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please (Fuck me)

Sexy, sexy

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please (Oh)

I'm throwin' more than a bag

Give me a sneak peek of that freakin'

Fuck me please

I'll have more in my pants

Give me a hand, girl, what you need?

Fuck me please

Pussy good, pussy splash, yeah, I want some more

Pussy super fantastic, set the bar

All these bitches that be shakin' that ass

Do it for the bag, let them all stress, baby, 'cause you're

Sexy (Sexy), tease me with your lingerie (Lingerie)

Water drippin' (Oh) on me (Ooh)

Do what you wanna do (Do)

Talk dirty (Talk dirty, look me)

Look me in the eyes and say (Oh, whoa)

Ooh, fuck me please (Woo-hoo)

Sexy, sexy (Sexy, yeah)

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please (Sexy)

Sexy, sexy

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please

I remember nights, I was cold and had no sleep

I was boostin' bikes, .22 under the fleece (Woo)

Mama said I had a gift, if I ever want to be something

But I do this shit so she won't ever need nothing

No more payments or laborin', I'm tryna move up

Rentin' you crazy apartments just to show my love

And appreciation, 'cause you only get one wifey and I'm thankful

And this life I lead is dangerous

Sexy, tease me with your lingerie (Hey)

Water drippin' on me (Mm)

Do what you wanna do

Talk dirty

Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)

Ooh, fuck me please

Sexy, sexy (Woo)

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please

Sexy, sexy

Ooh, se-se-sexy

Fuck me please

Oh

Early 2K lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Tank)

Beep, beep, beep, beep with a east side thing

Chillin' on the west side

Hella thick, thick, hit me with the invite, yeah

So we can let it play through

Takin' our time, tasting it

And let it play through

No rewind, it's her favorite

Yeah, maybe I deserve your

Peaches and cream

'Cause I've been tryna figure out if there's any more, any room in those jeans

Slowly, we be crazy in love

When I put you to bed, yeah

SoCo, baby, what about us?

'Cause when I want you, you do

Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)

And let you ride (Uh)

He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)

And let you ride (So)

So we can let it play through (Let it play)

Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)

And let it play through (Let it play)

No rewind, it's her favorite (Ooh wee)

You should let me love you

You remind me of a girl

Baby, let me buy you a drink

Girl, we've been on repeat

Thoughts of you, you and me

I can't get 'em out my head (Oh, whoa)

Kodak, memory, picture this

We were both butt naked in the bed (Bed)

If you let me lay you down (Yeah-yeah, ha)

We'll be buried in the sound (Yeah-yeah, hey, hey)

Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (He can be quiet, he can be quiet)

And let you ride (Oh)

He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Be quiet, be quiet)

And let you ride

So we can let it play through (Ow!)

Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)

And let it play through (Let it play now)

No rewind, it's her favorite (Favorite)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)

By the way you speak out loud, loud

And say what it is, yeah (Ooh yeah)

I ain't come to play around-round

You know what it is (Oh-whoa)

Spread a little love right now

I can stand the rain

You can say my name (Uh)

I could ease the pain right now

And never be the same

Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)

And let you ride (Uh)

He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)

And let you ride (So)

So we can let it play through (Let it play)

Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)

And let it play through (Let it play)

No rewind, it's her favorite (Ooh wee)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)

Let it play

Baby, just let it play

It's her favorite

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)

Oh, ooh wee

Ooh-ooh-ooh wee

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Dear God lyrics - Chris Brown

The starship is falling

No communication, no one's calling

Only if I'd known this knowledge

I'd spread my wings and fly right by you

She get to lookin' like she been waiting for me

Contemplating, a thousand days of war

She waitin' for me to pay for it

Love no more, love not war

I've been tourin' back and forth

If you hear a heartbeat, it's yours

No, it ain't mine, I don't feel alive

So beam me up and let me meet my maker

So many questions I need answers to, the wake up

Can you tell me 'bout love?

Sit me down (Oh, God)

All these other people don't have a clue (Nah, they don't know about it)

Can you help me out, me out?

God, would you please take a second and hear me out? (Hear me)

Oh, please

If I scream and shout, is it loud enough? (Hey!)

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Oh, God

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Dear God

Software is crashing, oh no

I can't take too much more of this

S.O.S. and no one's coming

I'm hoping God can solve my problems (Help me)

She still won't even look at me, she just keep on walking (Why?)

She get to lookin' like she been waiting for me (Waiting for me)

Contemplating, a thousand days of war (No-no, no)

She waitin' for me to pay for it

Love no more, love not war (Not war)

I've been tourin' back and forth

If you hear a heartbeat, it's yours (Ow!)

No, it ain't mine, I don't feel alive (Ow!)

So beam me up and let me meet my maker (Me)

So many questions I need answers to, the wake up

Can you tell me 'bout love?

Sit me down (Oh, God)

All these other people don't have a clue (Nah, they don't know about it)

Can you help me out, me out? (Ooh-ooh)

God, would you please take a second and hear me out? (Hear me, oh please)

Oh, please

If I scream and shout, is it loud enough? (Hey!)

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Oh, God

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Dear God

Huh, if you grant me this wish, one wish, this wish, Lord, I promise

I'll never ask for anything else

'Cause I can't do it by myself

It's too hard

I can't play God, huh, that's your job

I'm just a simple man who needs his heart repaired

In purgatory, but not if she's there

I know I'm askin' for a lot but

Tryna break these chains I'm locked from

I'll no longer be scared

If you're really up there

So beam me up and let me meet my maker

So many questions I need answers to, the wake up (I need you, oh)

Can you tell me 'bout love? (Now, now, now, now, now)

Sit me down (Oh, God)

All these other people don't have a clue (Ooh, nah, they don't know about it)

Can you help me out, me out? (Ooh-ooh)

God, would you please take a second and hear me out? (Hear me, hear me)

Oh, please

If I scream and shout, is it loud enough? (Hey!)

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Oh, God

Enough for Heaven to hear me?

Dear God

Part Of The Plan lyrics - Chris Brown

Yeah, you're damn right, this the way I am

I'm tryna be like, no, I know that I

Didn't need it

Said, I didn't need it

I tried to do right but I lost my cool

And I don't understand why it had to be you

It got to me

I let it get to me, yeah

Maybe bringing shit up

I can't fight, and they always need a bad guy

I just laugh when I think about it

It feels like I ran out of time

And you came along, changed my life

Changed my life

And yeah, you showed me that I'm, showed me that I'm royalty

When you look at my past, I need you to understand it

Wasn't part of my plan

Wasn't part of my plan

Why you gotta go treat me like that?

Gotta be better, but you didn't like that

Wasn't part of my plan

Wasn't part of my plan

Give it up, but it wasn't enough to please you

So I'm living it up, ooh, yeah, yeah

I just don't give a fuck, ooh, yeah, yeah

Keep myself out of love, oh-oh

But you wanted a show, oh-oh

So I'm living it up, ooh, yeah, yeah

Baby, I don't give a fuck, ooh, yeah, yeah

And maybe bringing shit up

I can't fight, and they always need a bad guy

I just laugh when I think about it

It feels like I ran out of time

And you came along, changed my life

Changed my life

And yeah, you showed me that I'm, showed me that I'm royalty

When you look at my past, I need you to understand it

Wasn't part of my plan

Wasn't part of my plan

Why you gotta go treat me like that?

Gotta be better, but you didn't like that

Wasn't part of my plan

Wasn't part of my plan

Give it up, but it wasn't enough to please you

So I'm living it up, ooh, yeah, yeah

I just don't give a fuck, ooh, yeah, yeah

Keep myself out of love, oh-oh

But you wanted a show, oh-oh

So I'm living it up, ooh, yeah, yeah

Baby, I don't give a fuck, ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Play Catch Up lyrics - Chris Brown

(Yeah, yeah)

Throw it back, throw it back on me

(Yeah, yeah)

Hit the dash on me (On me)

You don't even know that you're bad (That you're bad)

Anything you want, you can have it

I don't want this thing to go all bad (All bad)

So, do what you wanna do, I ain't mad at you

Ayy, give it time, let you focus (Ooh)

Make, make your ankles touch your shoulders (Ooh)

Pay hunnid thou', just to throw it (Ooh)

Break, money shower, super soaker (Ooh)

What's your name? (What's your name?)

Can I spend some time? (Spend some time)

I'm only here for the night

Fall in love while I eat it up

I'ma fuck it up

Let's play catch up

Ooh, yeah

Weekdays, it's not enough

Weekends be short as fuck

This ain't addin' up

Let's play catch up

Send my love, give it back 'cause you stole it

Give it up, ain't no way to control it

Bite my tongue, sayin' things I don't mean but

Don't get confused, it's all about you (Ooh)

Ayy, light drip, we can take a trip (Yeah)

Planes, don't care, 80 on my wrist (Yeah)

Ayy, shift gears in my spaceship, yeah

Rain, make you mine and we're out of here (Whoa)

What's your name? (What's your name?)

Can I spend some time? (Spend some time, oh yeah)

I'm only here (I'm only here) for the night (For the night)

Fall in love while I eat it up

I'ma fuck it up

Let's play catch up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ooh, yeah

Weekdays, it's not enough (Oh)

Weekends be short as fuck (Oh)

This ain't addin' up (Oh no, no, no, no, no)

Let's play catch up

Uh, she don't compare to no one (No, she don't, don't, don't)

Her body's what I know (Oh-whoa)

You are a fallin' note, girl (Woo, woo)

Let's play catch up (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, give it time, let you focus

Make, make your ankles touch your shoulders (Shoulders)

Pay hunnid thou', just to throw it (Ooh)

Break, money shower, super soaker (Ooh)

Is you with it?

Listen, flip it

Do it, do it, good, good

Pop it, drop it on me, good

Let's play catch up

Let's Smoke lyrics - Chris Brown

(Oh)

I know (Yeah)

That it's taken me all this time to say, girl (Yeah)

I'm slow (Yeah)

So it's taken me all this time to say, girl (Yeah)

Tip toe (Yeah)

And I want to acknowledge my mistake, girl (Oh yeah)

Uh-oh (Yeah)

And I hope that you know it's not too late (Oh yeah)

Baby, you beautiful the way that you are

The way my mama raised me, I can't even lie to your heart

How could I just look you in the face and say you're nothing more than perfect?

How could I?

I ain't stupid (No, no), I can't do it (No, no)

No, I tell the truth, look what you done to me

Set me free, I ain't tryna be annoying

No, I but if you let me

Put it on you

Round one, round two

Three more, then four, five

I know, but it's taken me all this time to say, ooh

I'm so (Huh) sorry it's taken me all this time to say, ooh-wee

Tip toe

And I know that we all might make mistakes

Don't trip, no, no

Give me a minute, you know it's not too late

Let's smoke

I'ma let you decide, if you wanna ride or drive

This song for you, babe (Huh)

How you wanna play it? (Ow!)

And if you already started

And you don't run from this dick

Shake something, make loving, look what we got

I'm thankful for you (Ha)

Can't no bitch in here take your spot (No, no, no)

You're the right one, I thank a lot

You the right one, baby, gotta keep it real

'Cause you're the real deal

I know, but it's taken me all this time to say, ooh (All this time to say)

I'm so (Huh) sorry it's taken me all this time to say, ooh-wee (Oh)

Tip toe (No)

And I know that we all might make mistakes

Don't trip, no, no

Give me a minute, you know it's not too late (Ooh)

Let's smoke

I ain't gotta have the drugs on me

Got the love on me

Fuck you in the shower, if you do, take the glove off me

Just like Mike, moon-walkin'

You don't need no thug talk

Rich like ooh, act a fool

Baby, this that Blood walk

I go first, you prefer

If I take my shirt off

Make it squirt

I'm the worst

Baby, take your skirt off

Pull your hair, double dare

Kiss on it just how you want it

Panties, throw 'em over here

God really broke the mold

Took his time with them breasteses and the waist line

Really with the shit, not a kid, this ain't play time

I don't fuck with FaceTime, I don't waste time

Just pop it to the bassline, I'ma take mine

I know, but it's taken me all this time to say, ooh

I'm so sorry it's taken me all this time to say, ooh-wee

Tip toe

And I know that we all might make mistakes

Don't trip, no, no

Give me a minute, you know it's not too late

Let's smoke

Lower Body lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Davido)

Kido, Kido

K-Kiddominant on the beat, better run it back

Oh, I wan dey with you all night

I no wan dey with you all day

Omo wa baby, kilode

Kini to gbe oma shey o

You make my head dey gbo gbo gbo

You make my head dey gba gba gba

I no like stress, no gra gra gra

Me I don love off now now now

Keep on rockin' yeah

Keep on rockin'

Got money in Miami

Tree, so baby please don't tease me

Keep on rockin'

Keep on rockin'

Got money in Miami

Tree, so baby please don't tease me

Baby, dance for me

With your lower body

Baby, dance for me

Oya gimme body

Oya move for me

With your lower body

Baby, dance for me

With your lower body

Lower body, lower

Lower body, lower

She love her body, lower

Dey hungry person, lower

Lower body, lower

Lower body, lower

She know her body, lower

Dey hungry person, lower

I wanna make love to you all night

Then I'm gon' play with you all day

Put all your goodies in my face

And keep on takin' this way too far

'Cause I'm in love with you, no lie

You see this magic all around

Girl, just let me plead my case

Turn that thing around and get all this

Keep on rockin'

Keep on rockin'

Take them panties off your body

When I dive, I'm goin' ocean deep, yeah

Keep on rockin'

Keep on rockin'

Tonight, I'm letting you shine, oh

So just

Baby, dance for me (Dance for me)

With your lower body (Oh)

Baby, dance for me (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, dance for me)

Oya gimme body

Oya move for me (Yeah)

With your lower body

Baby, dance for me (Just dance and dance for me)

With your lower body

Lower body, lower (Lower)

Lower body, lower (Lower)

She know her body, lower

Dey hungry person, lower (I'm hungry for you, baby, yeah)

Lower body, lower

Lower body, lower

She know her body, lower (Ooh)

Dey hungry person, lower (Oh)

Overtime lyrics - Chris Brown

Yeah

Oh-oh

Baby, he's the reason for the way you feelin'

I know what you need

And you can get it on sight (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

'Cause I ain't like the others

Soon you gon' discover

This that type of lovin' that can change your life, oh-oh

I got all the time in the world (Huh)

No expectations at all (No)

I just want what's best for you, girl

Relieve that headache, babe

I'm your Tylenol

He don't deserve your time

Put him on the bench a while

Let me do you better

Whoa

Don't you deserve to smile?

I'ma put in overtime

Let me do you better

Better (Hey)

Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Ha)

Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done

And we can wake up runnin' back and repeat it

Let me do you better, whoa-whoa (Yeah)

I can see you stressin', let me be your blessin'

Baby, if you let me, I can ease your mind (Yeah), whoa, yeah

Girl, you need to face it, I am the replacement

I'm the better version, call me two-point-five, oh yeah yeah yeah

(I got all)

I got all the time in the world (Huh)

No expectations at all

I just want what's best for you, girl (You, girl)

Well, leave that headache, babe

I'm your Tylenol

(He don't, no, hey)

He don't deserve your time (Oh, no)

Put him on the bench a while

Let me do you better

Whoa (Yeah)

Don't you deserve to smile? (You do)

I'ma put in overtime (Oh)

Let me do you better

Whoa, whoa

Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Treated, yeah, ha)

Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done (Woo!)

And we can wake up, run it back and repeat it (Oh, and repeat)

Let me do you better (Oh), whoa-whoa

When you're tired of all his talk, yeah

When you want action, give me a call

'Cause baby, I can show you how

Satisfaction goes (Hey), let me show you now, whoa-oh

Ooh, ooh (Ha ha)

Do you better

Ooh, ooh (Ha ha)

Do you better, yeah

He don't deserve your time (Oh-oh)

Put him on the bench a while

Let me do you better (Better)

Whoa (Better)

Don't you deserve to smile? (Deserve)

I'ma put in overtime (Overtime)

Let me do you better (I'll do you better, yeah)

(I'll do you better, yeah)

Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Ooh, ha)

Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done

And we can wake up, run it back and repeat it (Hey)

Let me do you better, whoa-whoa

(Do you better now, better)

(Do you better now)

He don't deserve your time

Put him on the bench a while

Let me do you better

Whoa

Don't you deserve to smile?

I'ma put in overtime

Let me do you better (Oh)

Better (Oh)

Under The Influence lyrics - Chris Brown

Kido, Kido

K-Kiddominant on the beat, better run it back

Fuckin' Robitussin

I don't know why this shit got me lazy right now, yeah

Can't do Percocets or Molly

I'm turnin' one, tryna live it up here right, right, right

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh yeah

Bring it over to my place

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

But I know you care

Bring it over to my place

You don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight, speaks to me

I don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight, speaks to me

Yeah

Yeah

I can make it hurricane on it

Hunnid bands, make it rain on it

Tie it up, put a chain on it

Make you tattoo my name on it, oh

Make you cry like a baby, yeah

Let's Go Pro and make a video, yeah

Make you cry like a baby, yeah

Let's Go Pro and make a video

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh yeah

Bring it over to my place

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

But I know you care

Bring it over to my place

You don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight, speaks to me

I don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight, speaks to me

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh yeah

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

But I know you care

Outy When I Drive / Blamed lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Rich The Kid & Sage the Gemini)

[Outy When I Drive]

CashMoneyAP

Everything foreign, nigga

Ooh

Bougie, shit tell 'em back back (Back back)

Runnin' around with the rat pack (Huh)

That ass too fat, tell her back back (What)

Ain't doing no talkin, the choppa got kick back (Blat)

Ooh, ooh

She won't be my boo (My boo)

I was broke, now I got bitches in my coupe (Huh)

Me and Breezy, 50 hoes, by the group (By the group)

That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh (Ain't told the truth)

I get her gone

Fuck her once, she won't pick up the phone (What?)

I send her home (Home)

Give me the dome, give me the dome

High-y, high-y, high

I'ma fly, I'ma flatline

Outy when I drive

Bring me up, bitch, on both sides

Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer

See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive, flatline

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive

Bitch, on both sides

When I do the dash, bitch, I swear that they mouth wide

Hunnids, countin' cash in a pair of them off-whites

You need to bring your ass over here

If your nigga wanna fight, bitch, come outside

I'm off this Hennessy, too many shots

Don't give a fuck

Ain't no excuses for bein' belligerent, just give me the bottle

Stop thinkin' about it, 'til I'm on the floor

Switchin' lanes, caught in the paint, off the backboard

Ain't no way I'ma change, pussy got me goin'

High-y, high-y, high

I'ma fly, I'ma flatline

Outy when I drive

Bring me up, bitch, on both sides

Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer

See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive, flatline

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive

Bitch, on both sides

I say vroom, vroom

808s gon' make your body shake

Look bitch boom, boom

And when I get you

I'll knock that pussy to the moon, moon

If he trippin', grab that Smith

And I'ma knock his brain loose

Do what you do

These hatin' niggas got it bad

Nigga talkin' tough into my lil' condo, and shot his ass

And if you mention me, then you gon' end up in a body bag

Lil' mama, I ain't tryna fuck you, you ain't got a lot of ass

I need a lot of that, yeah-yeah

High-y, high-y, high

I'ma fly, I'ma flatline

Outy when I drive

Bring me up, bitch, on both sides

Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer

See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive, flatline

High-y, high-y, high

Yeah, baby, flatline

Outy when I drive

Bitch, on both sides

[Blamed]

Your call cannot be completed as dialed

Please check the number and dial again

Or dial 6-1-1

Don't play me to the left, no

'Fore I pull up with that thing on me

I'm shootin', aimin' for the neck

And ain't nobody finna bang on me

Ayy, I just check my bank account, I'm goin' dumb as fuck

I point her in the right direction, tell her, "Run it up"

I put her in the Louis line, nigga, one-to-ones

But we don't fight

I take this .40 off my waist just like a tummy tuck

I don't speak much unless it's money, so

If they don't know me personal, then I don't take it personal

They love you when you wins high, let you know (Let you know)

But when your wins low, they treat you like a Urkel

I learn that family don't always matter (Yeah, whoa)

I send these shots around your dome, now you silent (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Ayy, I'm just tryna buy me a big place (Big place)

I'm just tryna buy me a lawyer, help me beat the case

I'm just tryna fuck you, let you lead the way (The way)

And if we can't make it to the bed, do it on the way

Don't play me to the left, no

'Fore I pull up with that thing on me

I'm shootin', aimin' for the neck, oh

And ain't nobody finna bang on me

I got your bitch, she coming over (Woo!)

She gon' bring her friend too (Woo!)

They gon' pop and bend it over (Woo!)

Like that pussy brand new

Get her an Uber when it's over

Fuck that, just hop up in the coupe

What you gon' do?

'Cause you can't really put the blame on us

If there's a problem, I'ma pop up, I'ma shoot out the roof

You need to stop it 'fore I make your mama really miss you

Ain't throwin' spirals, really big bullets and a couple missiles

I hit your bitch up that Friday and I told her to choose

She told me, "Yeah, we on for the nightcap"

I know your nigga won't like that

Get his cap killed in his life jack'

That's why I don't take a day off

Hustle like every day is the Playoffs

Damn right, we fuckin' winnin'

Don't like me, fuck your feelings (Feelings)

Money up to the ceilin' (Ceilin')

Smoke weed, I'm up there with it (There with it)

Like murder, make a killin'

See murder for no limit

White people in my business

Black women give me kisses

With all these snitches, it ain't safe no more (No more)

Niggas sayin' names and they showin' up to court (Court)

I'ma take a shot, have one Newport

Before I light this bitch up and shoot it off the backboard

You got me fucked up

Don't play me to the left, no

'Fore I pull up with that thing on me

I'm shootin', aimin' for the neck, oh

And ain't nobody finna bang on me

I got your bitch, she coming over (Woo!)

She gon' bring her friend too (Woo!)

They gon' pop and bend it over (Woo!)

Like that pussy brand new

Get her an Uber when it's over

Fuck that, just hop up in the coupe

What you gon' do?

'Cause you can't really put the blame on us

(Ooh, huh, huh, huh)

I might slide in it (Slide in it)

I like bad bitches (Bad)

Bentley 350s (Skrrt)

I got three with me (Ooh)

It's a blame game (Blame game)

Let my chains swang (Swang)

I don't know her name (What?)

All these hoes the same (Yeah)

She want Chanel on her (Chanel)

Birkin bags, she was rackin' sale on 'em (Ooh)

I got the nail on her

Fuckin' friends and she think I'ma tell her (Ooh)

In my coupe, I got two

Niggas mad I got the juice

I'ma smash on your boo (Smash)

I got cash on me too

She won't play me to the left

I'm a rich nigga to death (Death)

She gon' pull up with the neck

Boss up for a check (Check)

Know he want her

She got red bottoms on her (On her)

If I fuck her two times, she a goner (Huh)

Don't play me to the left, no

'Fore I pull up with that thing on me

I'm shootin', aimin' for the neck, oh

And ain't nobody finna bang on me

I got your bitch, she coming over

She gon' bring her friend too

They gon' pop and bend it over

Like that pussy brand new

Get her an Uber when it's over

Fuck that, just hop up in the coupe

What you gon' do?

'Cause you can't really put the blame on us

Nose Dive lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. DaniLeigh)

Turn the lights on if you're afraid of the dark

Pay it forward dusk 'til dawn, death do us part

See the moonlight and sun rays above, between us two (Huh)

We are shooting stars, one red, one blue

Don't blink, you'll miss the chance

It's deep inside

All these fireworks, anticipation

A new revelation

Freedom, without a care

What I've been hit by? Cupid struck me first

I'll glide, nose dive

Are you ready for life?

Be prepared, it won't come twice

Love will finally find us

The more you give, the more you feel

Just be prepared for the lights, ooh, ooh

I'm runnin' out, on my way

I'm right in town, wait for me

Hands to the sun, that's alright

Do it all, do it

I owe you (Yeah)

It's just the way you make me feel (Alright)

Them other ones, they ain't for real (Alright)

You know I'm gonna ride for you

I'll call shotgun (Yeah, yeah)

I'm never switching sides on you (Hey, hey)

Your flaws and all (Yeah)

'Cause I always find some time for my baby (Yeah)

Time for my baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Relax and just spend time with me, baby (Ooh, yeah, yeah)

Time with me, baby, yeah (Yeah)

And I admit the way you love me, feelin' like you drugged me, yeah (Yeah)

And you ain't gotta rent it 'cause you own me, just go pull up on me, yeah

Don't blink, you'll miss the chance

It's deep inside

All these fireworks, anticipation

A new revelation

Freedom, without a care

What I've been hit by? Cupid struck me first

I'll glide, nose dive

Are you ready for life?

Be prepared, it won't come twice

Love will finally find us

The more you give, the more you feel

Just be prepared for the lights, ooh, ooh

I'm runnin' out, on my way

I'm right in town, wait for me

Hands to the sun, that's alright

Do it all, do it

Flashbacks lyrics - Chris Brown

All these

All these

Ayy, I'm not supposed to be cryin' over you

But you the one I wanna be closer to

On your line, I'm waitin' on ya comin' through

Oh (Yeah)

It's all these flashbacks

Make me wish I had you back, yeah (Yeah)

Backtrack

I ain't tryna backtrack, no (No)

I shouldn't have put my all in that

'Cause breakin' up is like a heart attack

'Cause I don't wanna live without you

No, no, no I don't (Yeah)

'Cause I, I go crazy here without you, baby (I go crazy)

I do, I do

Don't wanna go a day without you (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Oh, whoa

I just can't see me without you, babe

Yeah, my love, oh no no

'Cause you on one

When you said you loved me, there's no one

They can't take you from me, yeah

We both say we don't (Yeah)

But we know the truth now

And I don't want nobody else fuckin' with you now

Oh, flashbacks

Make me wish I had you back, yeah (Yeah)

Backtrack

I ain't tryna backtrack, no (No)

I shouldn't have put my all in that

'Cause breakin' up is like a heart attack

'Cause I don't wanna live without you

No, no, no I don't (Yeah)

'Cause I, I go crazy here without you, baby (I'm going crazy for real, huh)

Oh, oh

Don't wanna go a day without you (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Oh, whoa (Yeah)

I just can't see me without you, babe (Can't see me, can't see me)

My love, oh

I ain't trippin', I'ma skrrt off and I blow the roof, yeah

Lick it all, that drippin' water, I'm lovin' your juice, yeah

They won't see us when they see us in the Bentley coupe, yeah

Windows tinted, when I'm kissin' on that pretty cooch, yeah

All these flashbacks

Damn, I wish I had you back

Sc-sc-scratch that

I be in my head all gassed

But I know you love me

(And I don't, I don't)

'Cause I don't wanna live without you (No)

No, no, no I don't (I go)

'Cause I, I go crazy here without you, baby (Crazy without you)

Oh, oh (Ooh)

Don't wanna go a day without you (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Oh, whoa

I just can't see me without you, babe (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

My love, oh no no

Problem With You lyrics - Chris Brown

D.A. got that dope

Friday, Saturday, Sunday night

Only girls in the crib if they 'bout that life (Yeah)

Twenty-twenty-five, is the usual

And I'm a young nigga with 'em, livin' my best life (Oh)

Phone ring, I don't really think about it (No)

It's too late to talk about it

If you ain't tryna get dicked down

That's fine but

My only problem with you is

You call me late and never come over

Why you gotta cap?

It's 3:30

And I'm horny and thirsty

So why-y-y-y

Why you be hittin' my line up?

Please don't waste my time (Time)

You're too damn fine for me not to pick up

Two missed calls from a bad bitch

Slide in the DM, I'ma smash it (Yeah)

4 AM, why you playin' catfish?

You know you ain't gon' drive

You're playin' with my mind again

A nigga tryna get some head

No guest room, you in my bed

Thinkin' what I'm 'bout to do with your legs

But I know you ain't comin' so my

My only problem with you is (Only problem is)

You call me late and never come over

Why you gotta cap? (Oh-whoa)

It's 3:30 (Oh-whoa)

And I'm horny and thirsty

So why-y-y-y

Why you be hittin' my line up?

Please don't waste my time (My time)

You're too damn fine for me not to pick up

Don't know why you play with me

You can really get e-everything

Head to toe, I'ma lick you up and down

Have you ever tried the sex swing? (Ooh)

Next best thing

Don't text me

If you ain't talkin' sex, I won't listen (Ooh)

I'm too fade, too faded

And you're playing now

My only problem with you is (Oh)

You call me late and never come over (Ooh, baby)

Why you gotta cap?

It's 3:30 (30)

And I'm horny (Horny) and thirsty (Ooh)

So why-y-y-y (Why?)

Why you be hittin' my line up? (Oh)

Please don't waste my time (My time)

And you're too damn fine for me not to pick up

Going At It lyrics - Chris Brown

D.A. got that dope

Said I tried to, to spend a day without you

And it's hard to do, I can't do it

Maybe it's the things you do, you do

Huh, it make a nigga go crazy, guess I'm addicted to you, fuck

And I don't, I don't wanna keep lying

I need a little you and me time

I wanna lick you, ooh, pussy keep crying

And the neighbors telling us to keep quiet

Girl, just let go and let this happen (Oh)

Close your eyes, feel my magic stick (Yeah)

We keep fucking up these mattresses

And my back got all these scratches

Rough sex we'll be practicing

Love when we goin' at it

With all that ass, you better shake something

You better take off your clothes before I get mad

I need one on one (One on one)

Quality time, we bump and grinding

Girl, let me see something

You know that I ain't gon' hold back

Don't tease me, woman

Don't keep it from me, just please me, woman

I don't wanna keep lying (I don't)

I need a little you and me time (Me time)

I wanna lick you, ooh, pussy keep crying (Woo)

And the neighbors telling us to keep quiet

Girl, just let go and let this happen (Yeah, yeah)

Close your eyes (Your eyes), feel my magic stick

We keep fucking up these mattresses

And my back got all these scratches (Yeah, yeah)

Rough sex when we practicing

Love when we going at it (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Girl, just let go and let this happen

Close your eyes, feel my magic stick

We keep fucking up these mattresses

And my back got all these scratches

Rough sex when we practicing

Love when we goin' at it

Girl, just let go and let this happen

Close your eyes, feel my magic stick

We keep fucking up these mattresses

And my back got all these scratches

Rough sex when we practicing

Love when we goin' at it

Technology lyrics - Chris Brown

If you ever wondering where I am

Anchor to my own wonderland

These different time zones

How do I ever land by you

By you?

Yeah, all these days go by and it feels like I'm counting sand

I want you around me to fill up this emptiness

Girl, help me write the story with a happy ending with you

(Oh yeah) For you

I want you close, closer, baby

'Cause this long distance ain't working for me (No)

Why do you have to be overseas?

'Cause this technology, you know it

It don't do it for me (Hey! Yeah)

For me (No, it don't, it don't)

It don't do it for me (No, it don't, hey!)

For me

(It don't do it baby, no)

It don't do it for me

Baby, you know I'm in love

Your body, I got the answers (For me)

Why you teasing me all the time?

'Cause it don't do it for me

Baby, you know I'm in love, yeah

Your body, I got the answers (For me)

(Oh yeah)

It don't do it for me

I've been drinking way too much

Time goes so slow, an orbit around the sun

Is there any chance, you could fly to me?

To me, please?

Don't hang up your cell phone, don't give up on me

I'm tryna make this FaceTime last

Actin' like any time, innocent free

Oh-oh, I need you here with me, yeah

To write these songs, oh-oh, about you

I want you close, closer, baby

'Cause this long distance ain't working for me (No, whoa)

Why do you have to be overseas? (You have, all this water)

'Cause this technology, you know it

It don't do it for me (Hey!)

It don't, it don't do it for me

It don't, it don't do it for me (Hey!)

It don't, it don't do it for me (Oh!)

(It don't do it baby, no)

It don't, it don't do it for me

Girl, I need all of your love

Sun down to sun up, yeah (For me)

For me, oh baby

It don't do it for me (It don't do it for me)

Give it here, give it here (Yeah)

Girl, I know you've been waiting (For me)

And you know that

It don't do it for me

Baby, you know I'm in love

Your body, I got the answers

Why you teasing me all the time?

(For me)

Baby, you know I'm in love

Your body, I got the answers

Why you teasing me all the time?

Tell Me How You Feel lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Tory Lanez)

In my head for life

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ooh

For life

I'll take it, take it

For you, for you

You know I speak no lie when I'm gettin' high

She want me and a nigga see

Sippin' on Patrón, Hennessy

I been on the dope, no lie 'cause I don't lie

Wonderin' if we finna go live

Jump in the pussy and change your whole life

When I get in the nookie, I spend the whole night

I been on the tea so long

Shawty, you don't need to tease at all

Quit sellin' the pussy, don't want the fees at all

Just relax your mind and let me ease it off, ease it off

'Cause we done did some things to make it cold in the summer

When I swim in your water, it's like you're holdin' me under, oh

No, I'm not tryna chase you 'round

Around this bed

You can keep on running, baby, don't stop

Lick it up, kiss it, baby, don't stop

Hell yeah

I got my weight up (Weight up)

All this energy, baby

All this chemistry between me and you

Ooh, ooh, baby

This shit is ridiculous

Girl, come get this dick you love

And just tell me how you feel

How you feel?

This shit is ridiculous

Settle down, you know I'm down for you

Anything you need

Girl, come get this dick you love

Just tell me how you feel

Baby girl, don't run from me

I'ma lick it 'til you tired

I'ma beat it up, beat it up

Throw your body

And it's okay, I'ma make you mine

Is it that you're makin' foreplay?

Don't need no cosign

Say you're ready, love me, baby, more

I don't wanna be the fool

I just wanna be the answer

Let me put my lips on you

Be my private dancer tonight

I'ma make it rain

No chance tonight

No, I'm not

No, I'm not tryna chase you 'round

Around this bed

You can keep on running, baby, don't stop

Lick it up, kiss it, baby, don't stop

Hell yeah

I got my weight up (Weight up)

All this energy, baby

All this chemistry between me and you

Ooh, ooh, ooh baby

This shit is ridiculous

Girl, come get this dick you love

And just tell me how you feel

How you feel?

This shit is ridiculous

Settle down, you know I'm down for you

Anything you need

Girl, come get this dick you love

Just tell me how you feel

Chris Brown other songs:

 

Your Heart lyrics - Chris Brown

 KE on The Track

I need the sun to deliver me from all these thoughts of mine

When everything else seems grey, you see colors

When life just seems to fly past, you just hover ooh

I'd go through hell just to see you smile

And to see you happy makes it all worthwhile

I know this feeling is love

And you are an angel sent from above, oh

When I see your face, it takes my breath away

Another step to take

I wanna have your heart, your heart

I'm heading somewhere now, I'm leaving it up to fate

But that's just the risk I'll take

I wanna have your heart, your heart

For some time, I been holding this in 'cause I

Knew that a day would come when you and me would feel something undefined

And for a long time, I been here waiting on you

There's something amazing 'bout you

And I think you are an angel

So when I...

When I see your face, it takes my breath away (Yeah)

Another step to take (Another step to take)

I wanna have your heart (Your heart), your heart (Your heart)

I'm heading somewhere now (Yeah), I'm leaving it up to fate (I'm leaving it up to fate)

But that's just the risk I'll take (That's just the risk I'll take)

I wanna have your heart (Your heart), your heart (Your heart)

(Ooh, ooh)

I know you are the one

(Ooh)

I know you gave me something incredible

Just lay your head right on my chest

(Ooh)

And you'll be safe right here with me for life

(Ooh)

And I'll never let you go

Spend the rest of my time, just you and I

When I...

When I see your face, it takes my breath away

Another step to take (Yeah, another step to take)

I wanna have your heart (Ooh), your heart (Ooh)

I'm heading somewhere now (Yeah), I'm leaving it up to fate (I said I'm leaving it up)

But that's just the risk I'll take (That's just the risk I'll take)

I wanna have your heart, your heart

Baby

Ya Playin’ lyrics - Chris Brown

 Ya playin'

Throwin' that name all up on me

Ya playin'

Knowin' damn well that you want me

I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'

Why you playin' game, games?

Makin' love all in the club

Give a fuck about your name, name

Ya playin'

Throwin' that name all up on me

Ya playin'

Knowin' damn well that you want me

I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'

Why you playin' game, games?

Makin' love all in the club

Give a fuck about your name, name

Look, ha

What you playin' for?

I can see it in your eyes, you ain't 'bout that shit

I'm pelican fly, I left the windows inside it

I got it rainin' in this bitch

Dollar after dollar

Don't play with a nigga, hop up on this dick

One drunk night will change your life

Now you famous, bitch

Okay, I'm off that Ace and that Rosé

José, no way

I'm swevin'

With the white CÎROC and that OJ

Molly? I think I know her face

I know them titties real but that ass fake

I keep runnin' with the money at a fast face

So baby girl, just meet me at the valet

Tell your girls to pick your car up

Tell her you rollin' with me

And you gon' call that bitch tomorrow

First thing in the mornin', cookin' me breakfast

You wearin' my necklace

So girl, why the fuck you out her flexin'?

Fuckin' with these peasants? What?

Ya playin'

Throwin' that name all up on me

Ya playin'

Knowin' damn well that you want me

I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'

Why you playin' game, games?

Makin' love all in the club

Give a fuck about your name, name

Ya playin'

Throwin' that name all up on me

Ya playin'

Knowin' damn well that you want me

I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'

Why you playin' game, games?

Makin' love all in the club

Give a fuck about your name, name

Who Dis lyrics - Chris Brown

 True story (Woo)

Attention, my baby's comin' over

I'ma need everyone to go

Take what you need and get to steppin'

No, you don't need to wait up

Traffic, I hear it's kinda crazy

More time for me to clean up

She might think there is something shady

Really, seriously, you need to hurry up

If you only knew about the way she drive

You would understand, I ain't fucking around

If she come through the front door, you gotta hide

Gotta hide, she be like

Who this bitch all up in my house?

Why she hiding behind the couch?

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me

No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah)

Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah)

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me

No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out)

Who this? Who this is?

Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is?

Who this? Who this is, yeah?

Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is, yeah?

Jump, jump, jump out the way (Ayy)

Jump, jump out the place (Ayy)

If she pull a blade and point it at me

I might catch a case (Ayy)

Baby, I know I was wrong

That's the whole reason I'm singing this song (Ayy)

Can we all get along, get along, get along?

I know you trippin' and pointin' them fingers

What if I told you that this was my sister (Woo, damn)

Trapped in the closet? (Ayy) but it ain't

Lying trying to stall her so that she can get away

What she say?

Who this bitch all up in my house? (Who that bitch?)

Why she hiding behind the couch? (Please don't hurt her now)

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Know me)

No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around (Hey) and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Who this, who this, who this is?

She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah)

Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah, oh, no, no, no)

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me

No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out)

She like, who this? What's that bitch name?

Who this is? What's her name?

Who this? What's that bitch name?

Who this is? What's her name?

Who this? What's that bitch name?

Who this is? Yeah, tell me her name

Who this? What's that bitch name?

Who this? What's that bitch name? (Ow!)

Not the regular predicament

Can't even play like I'm innocent

Every night I fuck a different bitch

I'm the man, you the woman, it's different

You fuckin' niggas for fame (Wow)

Bitches heartin' on my Instagram

I see that look on her face

Know she gon' fuck her up, I'ma just pop a Xan'

I'm under pressure

Came into here, she gon' leave in a stretcher

I shouldn't have let her

I shoulda known better, she gon' teach me a lesson

She a lethal weapon with the .45 with the compressor

Don't pull it, don't pull it, don't pull it

Blood all over the wall and dresser

And if I have the chance would I save her life?

If I never cheated, she wouldn't have died

No, I don't see no soul, only hear her cry

Literally thinking that I'm dead wrong

What she say?

Who this bitch all up in my house? (Ooh, who is? Yeah)

Why she hiding behind the couch? (Couch)

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Don't know me, oh)

No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

She like who's this bitch all up in my house?

What's her name? What's her name? (Yeah) Ooh

Why she hiding behind the couch? (Was gonna fuck her 'fore you came, ha)

Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me

No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Lay you out, bow!)

She like, who this? Who this is?

Then she said, who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is?

Them she said, who this? Who this is, yeah? (Yeah)

Who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is, yeah? (Hey!)

Wheels Fall Off lyrics - Chris Brown

 Summertime but it feels cold

Sun's out and it's shinin' low

I'm just tryna make it through the day

Ain't thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray to Lord my soul to keep

'Cause there's darkness all around me

Told my brother we gon' slide (Oh yeah)

We gon' ride

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon' ride

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon' ride

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon'-

Ride and we gon' slide (Woo)

Free Wunna and Slime

Fightin' for our lives

While they get paid up out confinement (Woo)

They don't like the fact I went from Honda to a 'Rari (Nah)

Bust down to a plain Jane

Hate the shit you can't change (Skrrt)

Tryna be a winner, but I'll still be feelin' lost in it (Woo)

Tryin' not to sin but that shit hard when niggas crossin' me (Wow)

Holdin' back tears tryna write me off (Woo)

Bitch, you don't know how to love, guess your heartbeat off, yeah

I been goin' crazy, tryna save me, ain't no antidote (Woo)

I would say your name but I ain't sayin' that shit anymore (Woo)

Drownin' out the pain is just a feelin' you won't ever know

I'm a livin' legend, I'ma say it 'til it's time to go

I done put in heavy work

My children won't ever hurt (Woo)

Ridin' for my people until heaven make another Earth (Yeah)

Shot my nigga Bobby five times, I was hella hurt (Ooh, woah)

Caught up in some politics, now we on some wildin' shit

I just wanna see my niggas on without the candle lit (Yeah)

Most my niggas learn how to get money but can't manage it (Ooh)

Couple of my bitches say the word and I'ma handle it (Woo)

If my heart break, no compensation for the damages

Never thought that I could feel so low

All that shit I did for niggas and they still so cold

And why that bitch I really love won't accept my lovin'?

I'm grown and I still don't know (Oh)

Summertime but it feels cold (Feels cold)

Sun's out and it's shinin' low (Oh)

I'm just tryna make it through the day (Make it through the day)

Ain't thinkin' 'bout tomorrow (No)

As I lay me down to sleep (Sleep)

I pray to Lord my soul to keep (Soul to keep)

'Cause there's darkness all around me

Told my brother we gon' slide

We gon' ride

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon' ride (Woah, yeah)

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon' ride (Ooh)

'Til the wheels fall off, we gon'-

What Would You Do? lyrics - Chris Brown

 I got some questions, questions for you (C'mon, baby, yeah)

I need some answers, answers from you, oh

What do you do fighting for your life

And no one's on your side? Yeah, baby

I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep

And don't know where to hide

What do you do?

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

What do you do?

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own, yeah, yeah

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Oh, oh-whoa, oh)

But what do you do? (Do, yeah)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

Oh, yeah (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

What do you do? (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

I can see it's no disguise

You got that look up in your eye

You got that look up in your eye, oh, whoa

It's a lining of disguise

You got that look up in your eye

You got that look up in your eye

So tell me, baby

What do you do fighting for your life

And no one's on your side? Oh, oh

I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep

And don't know where to hide, I got a question

What do you do?

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own (Oh)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

What do you do? (Do)

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own, yeah, yeah

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Oh, oh-whoa, oh)

But what do you do? (Do, yeah)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

Oh, yeah (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

What do you do? (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

It's a lining of disguise

You got that look up in your eye

You got that look up in your eye

It's a lining of disguise

You got that look up in your eye

You got that look up in your eye

What do you do fighting for your life

And no one's on your side?

I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep

And don't know where to hide

What do you do?

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own (Oh)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

What do you do? (Do)

Take a chance, chance, chance on your own, yeah, yeah

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Oh, oh-whoa, oh)

But what do you do? (Do, yeah)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

Oh, yeah (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

What do you do? (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, oh-whoa, oh)

Welcome To My Life lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Cal Scruby)

 Every dream in my head

It's like a mountain that I just keep climbing

And when I get to the edge

I turn around and put that dream behind me

And it never feels the way I want

But I keep on trying

I just keep on trying

Have you been there?

Have you seen it all?

Have you done this once before?

Did they tell you, you'll love this life and all these lights?

Now you're lying on the floor

And they know, what doesn't kill you makes you want it more

And this is your life

Your life, your life

(Ow!)

Welcome to my—

Hello, this my life in your TV

I overdose on that nightlife, them bright lights and bikinis

I keep my hand on that gold bottle, I'm tryna find me that genie

They say money doesn't buy happiness, but I'd rather cry in that

Lamborghini

Damn, I don't know who I am

I just know who I wanna be

No lookin' back, everything is in front of me

I never act like they puttin' a gun to me

I ain't stuck up, same motherfucker that I've always been

You must got me fucked up, think I changed when I got that all white Benz?

Never that though

Been on my job, sayin' I'm different now

Say I don't listen now

I don't got time to pick up the phone to hear what you bitchin' 'bout

I'm on a mission, feel like I'm missin' now

Bitch, you ain't in my position now

You never walked a mile in my shoes

I'm feeling so distant now

Have you been there?

Have you seen it all?

Have you done this once before?

Did they tell you, you'll love this life and all these lights?

Now you're lying on the floor

And they know, what doesn't kill you makes you want it more

And this is your life

Your life, your life

Welcome to my life—

I've been thinkin' too much (Much), I wonder if I did that right (Right)

I've been drinkin' too much (Much), I don't know what I did last night (Night)

Tried talk to myself like, "You don't really wanna live that life" (Life)

I wanted it all to myself like, you don't wanna give that life, away (Away)

But I gotta leave, I can't stay

Part of me say "Keep going," that other half say, "Quit playin'" (Playin')

Gotta keep prayin' (Prayin')

Even when I got it all, all these broads and alcohol

Livin' on the edge, I'm bound to fall (Fall)

But I stay movin', stay climbin' (Climbin')

Puttin' in work, I stay grindin' (Grindin')

Lookin' for the answer, can't find it (Find it)

That's the truth, I can't hide it (Hide it)

Now or never forever, that's how I'm livin' my life

It's hard to plan for tomorrow, when you just live for the night (Night)

Every dream in my head

It's like a mountain that I just keep climbing

And when I get to the edge

I turn around and put that dream behind me

And it never feels the way I want

But I keep on trying

I just keep on trying

Have you been there?

Have you seen it all?

Have you done this once before?

Did they tell you, you'll love this life and all these lights?

Now you're lying on the floor

And they know, what doesn't kill you makes you want it more

And this is your life

Your life, your life

Welcome to my—

Watch Me lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Andre Merritt)

 Don't mean to bother

But what you drinking tonight?

I'm like Nuvo or Patrón

Mister, how you want it, poppa?

Do you like when I call you poppa?

Let's dance, baby, let's hit the floor

Take a chance, be my bodyguard

And grab my body really hard

Don't let go

Go, go, go, go, go, go

I don't follow rules, so beg my pardon

Tonight, you gonna really get a show

Oh, oh, oh

You got me feeling so good, so

Why can't I

Can't ignore this feeling that I feel with you tonight?

And I just can't take my eyes off you

You're entertaining, you entertain me

Tell me, baby, why can't I entertain you?

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)

You got me right just where you want me, I, oh, I

Let's switch it up, I'ma be the one to drive, you ride

Watch me speed it up, slow it down, I'ma give it up

I'ma make you wish you buckled up

Baby, tap out when you've had enough, oh

Take a chance, be my bodyguard

And grab my body really hard

Don't let go

Go, go, go, go, go, go

I don't follow rules, so beg my pardon

Tonight, you gonna really get a show

Oh, oh, oh

You got me feeling so good, so

Why can't I

Can't ignore this feeling that I feel with you tonight?

And I just can't take my eyes off you

You're entertaining, you entertain me

Tell me, baby, why can't I entertain you?

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)

Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)

Wassup lyrics - Chris Brown

 This is my song

This is, this is my song

For real, no doubt

This is my song

This is, this is my song

This is, this is my song

For real, no doubt

This is—

The V.I.P. is too crowded for me

I think found somewhere better, better

Like the dance floor, where the shawties be

I see one, I'ma go get her

And whoa, little mama

Never seen nobody like this

And you now I want ya

And you number one, number one on my list

Like hey, for sure, there's a whole lot of girls in here

Hands up, saying hey, this my song

She's so gone off that bottle of Patrón

So turned up tonight

And I won't let you go 'cause you drunk and I'm on

So stay tonight

'Cause it's early, it's 1:30

And the club don't close before

And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight

Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy, think she ready

Only one thing on my mind

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?"

"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?"

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?"

Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar

Are you tipsy? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

'Cause I think I'm tipsy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't think shawty's no stripper but I'm gon' tip her

'Cause I got money to blow

And I been poppin' bottles all mornin'

Tell me what you want and

I'ma give it to you for sure

Like hey, for sure, there's a whole lot of girls in here

Hands up, saying hey, this my song

She's so gone off that bottle of Patrón

So turned up tonight

And I won't let you go 'cause you drunk and I'm on

So stay tonight

'Cause it's early, it's 1:30

And the club don't close before

And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight (Oh, babe)

Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy (Yeah), think she ready

Only one thing on my mind (Oh-whoa)

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Whoa)

"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?" (Yeah, yeah)

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Oh-whoa, oh-whoa)

Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar (Yeah)

Baby, you look so right tonight (Oh, baby)

Baby, you are what I like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, yeah (Ooh-ooh)

Whoa, whoa (Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Yeah, right there (The club don't close)

And the club don't close before

And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight (Oh-whoa, oh-whoa)

Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy, think she ready (Yeah)

Only one thing on my mind

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (You, girl)

"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?" (What it do, girl?)

So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Oh, yeah)

Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar (Yeah)

Hey, hey

Hey, hey

Hey, hey

Wanted lyrics - Chris Brown

 Girl, everybody knows

The only thing I need from you is loving

I just want you to love me (Want you to love me)

I know I'm no Casanova

If you give me a chance, I need a minute to rock your body

Oh, yeah

If you stay with me

A bit of Hennessy will fix this all

And have some fun

Oh, yeah

You with me

It's an emergency, dial 911

It's a 911

Soon as I pick you up, I lay it down

Put my hands on you

We be loving 'til you tell me to stop

Oh, baby, baby

Body on your body

My lips all on your naughty parts

Now we're face to face

You can't run away from me

Girl, you're wanted

I'm 'bout to throw away the key

Girl, you got me

You know you can never leave

Good romancing, yeah, yeah, yeah

Girl, I won't tell a soul

Just promise me that you won't break my heart

Just show me you love me

I know I'm no Casanova

But this bad boy still tryna figure out how she got me

Oh, whoa

If you stay with me

A bit of Hennessy will fix this all

And have some fun

Oh, yeah

You with me

It's an emergency, dial 911

It's a 911

Soon as I pick you up, I lay it down

Put my hands on you

We be loving 'til you tell me to stop

Oh, baby, baby

Body on your body

My lips all on your naughty parts

Now we're face to face (Ow!)

You can't run away from me

Girl, you're wanted

I'm 'bout to throw away the key

Girl, you got me

You know you can never leave

Good romancing, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh

Upside Down lyrics - Chris Brown

 B-b-b-blaq Tuxedo

Yeah

I'm gon' cry for what's not mine no more

Hey, yeah, yeah

I fear too fly, girl, so I don't try no more

Whoa-whoa-whoa

I know how it feels out on the other side

I know the feeling now

I'm in the rain right now

It's getting real

Dammit, I let you down

Got my whole world upside down

Tell me, why did you leave me? Oh

Fighting with my heart, startin' to take a toll

Baby, why did you leave me? Oh

I tried my best not to do you wrong

Baby, why did you leave me?

Who said it was easy? Oh

You know loving me never was easy, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy

Baby, why did you leave me? Oh no

Who said it was easy? Oh

You know loving me never was easy, ooh, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy? Yeah

You know loving me never was easy, oh no

Apparently not, girl

I got everything, oh-whoa

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Your love burned bright, girl

And it's deep in my soul, yeah

I know how it feels out on the other side

I love the feeling high

Don't wanna let it fade

It's getting real

Dammit, I let you down

Got my whole world upside down

Tell me, why did you leave me? Oh

Fighting with my heart, startin' to take control

Baby, why did you leave me? Oh

I tried my best not to do you wrong

Baby, why did you leave me?

Who said it was easy? Oh

You know loving me never was easy, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy

Baby, why did you leave me? Oh no

Who said it was easy? Oh

You know loving me never was easy, ooh, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy? Yeah

You know loving me never was easy, oh no

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy, oh no

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy, yeah, yeah

Who said it was easy?

You know loving me never was easy

Tell me, why did you leave me? Oh

Fighting with my heart, startin' to take control

Baby, why did you leave me? Oh

I tried my best not to do you wrong

Baby, why did you leave me?

Transparency lyrics - Chris Brown

 (Right Now Sound)

Oh, baby

Ooh-ooh (Sound)

Yeah, yeah (Hitmaka)

Hey, she said

It's so hard to reach you

Don't know what you're really lookin' for

Tell me if you need to

Tell me I'm the one you're lookin' for

I wanna be see-through

Transparency, when you look at me

You know I can teach you

Teach you everything

Are you hearing me?

I choose

911, baby, it don't got no roof

Ooh, put you on the moon

Take you places like Tulum or Cancun

Total finesse like you in Belize

Hit it once and I take you straight out to Paris, yeah

I want it all (All), you are more, oh

It's so hard to reach you (Ooh)

Don't know what you're really lookin' for

Tell me if you need to (Need to)

Tell me I'm the one you're lookin' for (Woo)

I wanna be see-through (See-through)

Transparency, when you look at me

You know I can teach you (Yes, I can)

Teach you everything

Are you hearing me? (Ah)

It's so hard to reach you

It's so, it's, it's so

It's so, it's so

It's so hard to reach you

Ooh, woah, woah, woah

Oh, nah, nah, nah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's so hard to reach you

It's so, it's, it's so

It's so, it's so

It's so hard to reach you

Track Star (Remix 2.0) lyrics - Mooski, Chris Brown & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie (feat. Yung Bleu)

 Ah, ah, ha-ha

(She's a runner, runner, runner, runner, runner)

This the remix, yeah, yeah

(Oh, oh, oh)

Shawty gon' run when she in a bind (Run)

A track star who ain't never seen the finish line

Can't confide or commit, she scared to trust somebody (Oh-oh)

On your mark, get set, go, she 'bout to dust somebody

Do what it take, do what's gon' make it last

She can't take the pain that come with that

Hit the brakes 'fore it's too late, she fast

Once she set her pace, she don't look back

Now I, know I looked over the signs

Girl, do you ever get tired? (You know)

(Of runnin', runnin') Oh, why?

She's a runner, she's a track star

She gon' run away when it gets hard

She can't take the pain, she can't get scarred

She hurt anyone that gets involved

Don't wanna commit, why take it this far? (Oh, why?)

She gon' do the race, just not this one (No, oh-oh, Oh, why?)

Love is a game, you used to cheer for

When I was down to talk, you weren't here for it (Woah-oh)

She's a liar, she a capper

She do anything for the Black Card

She can't feel your pain with her black heart (No)

Should've never let that shit get that far (Woah, woah)

It's always been games with you (Oh)

Keepin' score and changin' moves (Oh)

I was all for it, but lately you (Oh)

Showed me that side, that crazy you (Oh, crazy you)

And you can get to packin' all of your bags

You can leave the racks with all of them tags

Gon' do your thing and don't look back

Damn, girl, you fast (Woah, woah)

She's a runner, she's a track star (Oh, she, she)

She gon' run away when it gets hard (When it, yeah)

She can't take the pain, she can't get scarred (No, no, oh, woah)

She hurt anyone that gets involved (Oh, yeah,)

Don't wanna commit, why take it this far? (Oh, why? Oh, why?)

She gon' do the race, just not this one (Oh, why? Oh, why?)

Love is a game, you used to cheer for (Woah)

When I was down to talk, you weren't here for it

I said don't you run from me (Don't you run)

Don't take my love for granted 'cause you know it can get ugly

She's a runner, she's a track star (Oh-oh)

Don't run away when it get hard, love

I can tell that you ain't never had a gangster

I'm aware of that, he ain't never tell you, "Thank ya"

How you wear that, you should get a new Wraith, oh-oh (Skrrt)

I'm slidin' when you tell me it's convenient ('Venient)

You know I got the Glock up in 'Ghini

Grant a couple wishes like a genie

She gon' keep on runnin' back if she got access

Got my dick hard like it's hard to be a Black man

I cut her off and put my feelings in a trash can

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Oh-oh)

I guess all this love was just too much love for you

She's a runner, she's a track star

She gon' run away when it gets hard

She can't take the pain, she can't get scarred

She hurt anyone that gets involved

Don't wanna commit, why take it this far? (Oh, why?)

She gon' do the race, just not this one (Oh, why?)

Love is a game, you used to cheer for (Yeah, yeah)

When I was down to talk, you weren't here for it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You, ooh-ooh-ooh

Baby, stop frontin' (Stop frontin')

Grab on your waist, that's gon' make you stop runnin' (Stop runnin')

Diamonds on my chain and watch bustin'

You look at me like you want somethin'

Don't keep it low, keep it one-hundred

Speakin' of numbers, I, here, I gave you the wrong one on purpose but this one is workin' fine

Hit my line, call me whenever you want some me, 646-992-7453

I'm from the jungle, but I'm not a cheater

Bitch, I'm in my bag now, it's Hoodie SZN

I'ma set it off if a nigga creep up

And she gon' take the charge like it's a misdemeanor

I was mad high, you was off a Xan, I know

I was tryna fuck you and your friends like (Woah, woah)

Even though that wasn't in the plans right (No, oh)

Drum with a stick, like a band, I know (Woo)

AP on my wrist, that's a bustdown, oh-woah (AP on my wrist, that's a—)

King of this fly shit, yeah, I know

You can hold me down, and be more than my ho

Stop actin' like you love me when you really don't know

She's a runner, she's a track star

Terminator lyrics - Chris Brown

 G-girl, you got to feel good, feel good

Girl, you got to feel good

I see you drinkin' out the bottle, baby

And then you think of me, it drives you crazy

Tell me, who else can set your soul on fire?

My love is up there, let me take you higher (Higher)

Tell me, does it feel good when I'm touchin' you, you?

'Cause it feels good when you touchin' on me

Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you

Tell me, does it feel good?

I wanna know what's on your mind

I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)

I wanna know what's on your mind

I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)

Please, please, please, please (Yeah)

Tell me what do you see

Terminator? Bad machine?

Hop on my elevator, let's just go up

You wanna say no but your heart is sold (Hey)

Tell me, who else can get your blood running?

They wanna stop, hell no, let's keep it goin' (Keep it goin')

Tell me, does it feel good (Does it feel good?) when I'm touchin' you, you?

'Cause it feels good (Oh) when you touchin' on me

Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you

Tell me, does it feel good?

I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)

I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)

I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)

I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)

Please, please, please, please (Yeah)

Tell me what do you see

Terminator? Bad machine?

You are the girl I've been dreaming of (Of, of)

How far would you go just to have my love?

Sometimes, I love you, can't tell when it's coming (No, no)

Right here in front of you, you gotta stop running (Here we go)

Before you lose it, oh yeah, oh yeah

Before you lose it (Ooh-ooh), oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh!

I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)

I'm runnin' outta time

I wanna know what's on your mind (Woo!)

I'm runnin' outta time

Please, please, please, please (Yeah)

Tell me what do you see (Ooh-ooh)

Terminator? Bad machine?

Terminator? Bad machine?

Talkin' Dirty lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz)

 DJ Drama

Hey!

I'm the nigga you like

He ain't even your type, girl

I put it down every time we do it

You be talkin' dirty to me

Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body

Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me

Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah (Yeah)

Damn, girl (2 Chainz!)

Whisper sweet nothing's in your earlobe

Real slow, when I touch down in your field goal (Yeah)

I left the party, to the after party (Party)

Left the after party with you alcoholics

In the suite with you, my t-shirt for pajamas and

Them niggas ballin', then they switchin' like Juwanna Mann

At first, shawty sayin' that she wanna man

Now she sayin' that she want a band (Damn)

This for the bowlegged girl at Onyx

Meant to say the bowlegged girl at [?]

If I was in the NBA, I be hoopin' in Dolce & Gabannas

This right here is so contrary

I'm so cold, I might need a Monclair

My money long, I got long hair

I like Giuseppe so much, I bought four pair, ooh

I'm the nigga you like (I am)

He ain't even your type, girl (Nah)

I put it down every time we do it

You be talkin' dirty to me (Say what, say what)

Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Say what, say what)

Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (They gettin', hey)

Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah

Damn, girl

Shawty sent a text, "I wanna FaceTime" (I do)

I don't wanna talk, I want face time (Cyeah)

Talkin' ass fat, can't see her waistline (Woo)

Straight to point, I don't waste time (Waste time)

I ain't spendin' no money, I'm a real nigga (I am)

Pussy been free since a lil' nigga

If it don't come with no receipt, I ain't buyin' it

But I'll take it 'round the world, yeah, I'm flyin' it

Yeah, come on trips and shit

If the pussy good, you get gifts and shit

I'm talkin' double Cs and Givenchy bag

Know you ain't a bad bitch if you ain't got swag (Ha ha)

Shawty look right, always say the right shit

Hair long, real or fake, plus she gun thick

She a puller, not a ho, on that fun shit

Got me thinkin' to myself, "You the one, bitch"

I'm the nigga you like (You like, baby)

He ain't even your type, girl (No)

I put it down every time we do it

You be talkin' dirty to me

Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Yeah)

Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (Ooh, now, now, now)

Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah

Damn, girl

Dick too bomb, she don't wanna leave me (Wanna leave me)

She wantin' that money, better come see me (Come see me)

Want it right now, she ain't tryna wait (Tryna wait)

She wanna know how a nigga pay (Pay)

That's on the dead homies

She don't even know me, for real

Put them legs up, then I eat it up

Throw it at me, I'ma catch it (Catch it)

And you already know I'm ready

Seein' you twerk it, baby, you puttin' that work in

Because I

I'm the nigga you like (You like, baby)

He ain't even your type, girl (No)

I put it down every time we do it

You be talkin' dirty to me

Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Yeah)

Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (Ooh, now, now, now)

Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah

Damn, girl

Talibans III lyrics - Byron Messia, Burna Boy & Chris Brown

 Da-da-da-da

Da-da

Yow Kellz

Link with the killy them

Saint Kitts to Trinidad

Big up the whole a them

'Cause wọn kéré nínú ayé

Anything I do

Headline news even wetin I no do

Them go say, "I do"

Nothing but the truth when I step up in the booth

No lie, my life no be small thing

Remember last Christmas

Santa Claus give me the glizzy with the switch, dawg

So some people no go see this Christmas

Man them a crosses, most of them not even Christians

Click-bang, body sinking like the quicksand

Ztekk full of bomb like Afghanistan

And everywhere me carry it 'cause me know the enemy them a pree

And me know them nah sorry for me

People a bawl and a scream 'cause we bad and we mean

Bloody crime scene, calamity

A so we shoot out brain fi go Canada, G

Make your marrow experience no gravity

Tell a pussy we no laugh up

We no take talk

Violate, people a dead dawg

Should a keep in your bed 'cause the Talibans them a make walk

We no laugh up

We no take talk

Badness a weh we endorse

We no shoot people fi end up in a Red Cross

Yow, Talibans, like

Say you bad, from which part?

Wul a mad dawg, dem pissed off

Everything get dark when di switch on

Blue stone, Chinese telephone, witchcraft

Half a cup, a milli stuck inna Ziploc

Rich talk, dis a big talk

Kingston, Portmore, full a replay

I send my backin' on it like I'm in Miami

Can't confide in my dawg that was rolling with me

Heart full of hate that I can't seem to, baby

Hope you got some headphones up in Heaven

Listenin' to every single session

290 switch, bare cockroach me step on

Woah, pussy, we no play that

Every gyal get fucked and I throw it back

Cocky down innna your belly, gyal, hol' at

Yeah, yeah

And everywhere me carry it 'cause me know the enemy them a pree

And me know them nah sorry for me

People a bawl and a scream 'cause we bad and we mean

Bloody crime scene, calamity

A so we shoot out brain fi go Canada, G

Make your marrow experience no gravity (Oh no)

Tell a pussy we no laugh up

We no take talk

Violate, people a dead dawg

Should a keep in your bed 'cause the Talibans them a make walk

We no laugh up

We no take talk

Badness a weh we endorse

We no shoot people fi end up in a Red Cross

Da-da, da-da

Da-da, da-da

Da-da, da-da

Da-da, da-da

Da-da, da-da

Da-da, da-da

Yow Kellz

Tell a boy we no laugh up

We no take talk

Violate, people a dead dawg

Mm, me wan' know a weh your head gone

You should a keep in your bed 'cause

We no laugh up

We no take talk

Yow dawg, we a make war, yow

Tell a boy we no laugh up

Anything a weh you get dawg

Sucka lyrics - Chris Brown

 How could I allow her to do it?

They say a man ain't supposed to cry

But right now I feel so foolish (Oh, why?)

Thought I could trust her

I guess I thought wrong

So many times I played the fool

I guess I was the dummy all along (Damn)

I guess I had it coming 'cause I'm famous

She was in it for the money, I can't blame her

She tried to break my pockets, but broke my heart

Yeah, she tried, guess I'm not that stupid after all

And my baby stuck in her ways

Girl, it's fine, what a nice try

At least we had a good time

Bitch, goodbye

You don't even see her when you come across her

You give her that alley-oop, think that bitch gon' cross ya

And if you got a lot of money, that pussy gon' cost ya

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

I guess I had it coming 'cause I'm famous

She was in it for the money, I can't blame her

She tried to break my pockets, but broke my heart

Yeah, she tried, guess I'm not that stupid after all

And my baby stuck in her ways

Girl, it's fine, what a nice try

At least we had a good time

Bitch, goodbye

You don't even see her when you come across her

You give her that alley-oop, think that bitch gon' cross ya

And if you got a lot of money, that pussy gon' cost ya

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

That's all she want

Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, hunnids

Don't trust that ho, don't be a sucka

Stranger Things lyrics - Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown

 [Chris Brown:]

Bottles and a bucket full of ice (yeah)

Better make room, vroom hear the Lambo (celebrate)

Bitch better believe that I'ma sniper (yeah)

You know I'm 'bout to take you from your man though (celebrate)

Pop up with the chopper and artificial niggas actin' like bitches, it done started up a epidemic

It don't make a difference, nigga, we winnin', I'm plenty grinnin'

A hundred million platinum, fuck it, you ain't gotta listen (celebrate)

You better step down to me, feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me

Now choke, talk to the dick honestly

I'm dope, bitch, comin' like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)

I don't like when I lose (I don't), if I don't buy her them shoes, I don't like those (regulate)

Do anything that I want to it, think I'm gon' dance on the moon like Michael (elevate)

[Joyner Lucas (Chris Brown):]

While I'm drivin', I'm moonwalking in the sky

With some shooters, we jump inside of the Buick

You duck and hide from the Rugers

A couple choppers, acoustic and the guitar

When the music, guess I'm alive and I use it

Get stuck inside of the cubics

I never lie but the truth is

I'm fuckin' tired of these losers

And all my life want the food

When it's summertime and the juice

But I'd rather die than to lose

It's a matter of time 'fore I lose it

And strategize with the movement

Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh

Hoe, you know I'm drippin' with the sauce, ooh

Pretty with a face full of scars, all they did was build me up

Try to take me apart, they ain't never wanna (celebrate)

Like you have a label, call the doctor

Heard the chopper make 'em do the macarena

All you niggas sweet as candy

Chocolate chip and I relate to Jolly Ranchers

Stick to bubblegum and watermelon flavored

Get the paper, I'ma (celebrate)

On the corner

Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona

Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her maricona

Joyner Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter than a fuckin' sauna

Yeah, I make you niggas (elevate)

All you new niggas don't do it for me, look (woah)

Bitch, I'm the professor, you a student to me, woah

Designer shades on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)

All we do is win, you a loser to me

Rappers wanna talk about battle me (Joyner)

You can't give me neck with a mouth full of cavities

Bunch of lil niggas tried grabbin' me (grabbin' me)

Five foot five, boy, you niggas like half of me

You don't wanna see the other side of me (yeah)

Hard to make 'em happy, all these bitches stay mad at me

I just might take her 'round to Applebee's (Applebee's)

Give her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri

[Chris Brown:]

Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin', why you mumblin'?

Watch you utter, stop stutterin', what you spend? Let me double it

Lime green 'rari, two twins, call 'em double mints

If all you pussy niggas my kids are in trouble then

Shut up before I spank you for actin' up

Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas 'cause she bad as fuck

And all gorillas don't want bananas 'less your chain is tucked

You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross-criss, make you jump

I criss-cross with the pump, ain't no bricks in the trunk

Leave that shit for the chumps, I still get what I want

Don't wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my dump

I'm takin' a knee for my side, could give a fuck 'bout they owners

Nigga, look at my eyes, you 'bout to give me my bonus

And every motherfuckin' record, that's a hit, I record it (celebrate)

And every motherfuckin' snitch up in this bitch, they reported (celebrate)

You paid your way for this fade and can't even afford it

Seventy-five mil', look at me now (celebrate)

And all these bad bitches can't keep their feet down (elevate)

You don't really wanna see Brown

Need to stop all that shit, talkin' put the seat down

Joyner, I don't really feel these niggas

Hol' up, I ain't gotta pay to kill these niggas

Time is money, need to fuck around and bill these niggas

Vet, so I'm finna good will these niggas (celebrate)

[Joyner Lucas:]

I'ma kill these niggas, I should grill these niggas

Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle Phil these niggas

Oh shit, I'm the shit, you could smell me, nigga

Break ribs, yeah, you don't want no real beef, nigga

I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I tear apart some bacon

Hoe, you actin' like a pig, you fuckin' filthy, nigga

Now the police tryna lock me in the prison, said I'm guilty

I said da da da da da, come and kill me, nigga

[Joyner Lucas:]

They must have forgot that I'm pyscho (jheeze)

Oh, you want war? Say no more

Turn your fuckin' block into a light show (Joyner)

[Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown:] You better be sure, better be sure

[Joyner Lucas:] I'm the realest nigga, that I know

[Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown:]

And I'm so bored, I might switch cars

Save a lotta money on Geico (jheeze)

And neighbors knockin' on my door, what the fuck you want?

Bitch, I'm Irak (jheeze)

Listen, nigga, mind your business

I'm so sick of niggas tellin' me how I've been livin' my life

Sick of rubbin' shoulders, now I'm runnin' over every motherfucker who ain't wanna get in my ride

I was watchin', you was shoppin'

Ain't never had the shit in my side

Now I'm poppin', I'm poppin', and your bitch keep hittin' my line

[Chris Brown:]

It's complicated, fuckin' up with my main bitch

Givin' it to the side bitch at the same damn time

Puttin' my face in it, never wastin' it

I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time

And then I'ma proceed and play with the pussy

You know I don't keep my cape on a hoodie

But I give a Uzi, it's a doozie, make a movie if you're actin', so (celebrate)