Chris Brown Lyrics

Loyal (DJ Tedsmooth Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. The LOX)

Who y'all talkin to man?

[Sheek Louch (Chris Brown) {DJ Tedsmooth}]
Uh Uh! L.O.X. (Yeah! Let me see!)
You know we had to do this right? REMIX! {TED SMOOTH! STRAIGHT FACE! U REMEMBER!!!}

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch {Chris Brown}]
Hey! Feelin like I just got signed (Yeah!)
Feelin like these hoes all mine
Ha! But I know they ain’t loyal (Uh Uh)
If I leave ‘em out too long they’ll spoil {Ohhh}
Oh-Oh-Oh! I can tell she want a though though (Ha!)
Burner on me mad ice in my hublot
WOO! Had to take her to my other crib
Never bring her ‘round where my baby live
Pop bottles get a dutch let’s burn up
Fuck a movie all she wanna do is turn up (Turn up)
She just wanna come to my shows
I’d done did everything but trust these hoes

[Chorus: Chris Brown {Sheek Louch}]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (ohhh)
These hoes ain't loyal... (I got a story to tell) {REMIX} (whoooa)
Those hoes ain't loyal...

[Verse 2: Styles P {Chris Brown}]
Let the pound cake and the clear wax oil you (haha)
Used to sling girl out aluminum foil
Got your bitch out like she just got boiled (ha!)
Man she want me to play with her
I just lit up a J with her {yeah}
Now she want me to stay with her
Better have four other bitches to lay with her (better)
Cause my wife gon' kill me (kill me)
Got five bitches to hit she might feel me {ohhh}
But them hoes ain’t loyal (uh-uh)
Get down and dirty somethin' like soil (nope)
You a rich nigga, they foil you
You a broke nigga won’t call you

[Chorus: Chris Brown {Sheek Louch}]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (ohhh)
These hoes ain't loyal... (I got a story to tell) {REMIX} (whoooa)
These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah - let me see)

[Verse 3: Jadakiss {Chris Brown}]
Stayin out night with the ballers
You a creep you get right to the crawlers (Hmmm)
Thought you was in The Heights with Toya (Yup)
You in the shorts then letting niggas dog ya {Ohhh}
And that’s a fact
I took a rich nigga bitch then I passed her back
We just did a couple shots blew half a sack
Think about it all the time ‘cause her ass was fat {Yeah}
Got you open like a kid in the candy store
Or you stay away from it they just hand you more
They don't own that life, you'll understand me more
You just need to know that her pussy can’t be yours
SUCKA!

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Come on, come on, girl - why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl - why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
You just spent your ring on her
And it's all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (I got a story to tell) (ohhh)
These hoes ain't loyal... (whoooa)
These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah - let me see)
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (ohhh)
These hoes ain't loyal... (whoooa)
These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah - let me see)

[Outro: Chris Brown]
Yeah! Let me see! Yeah! Let me see!
Yeah! Let me see! (Oh these hoes ain’t loyal) Let me see!

Loyal (East Coast Version) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Lil Wayne & French Montana)

Young Mula, baby
You thought it was over?

[Verse 1 - Lil' Wayne:]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything, but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)

[Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want ya
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches

Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to Dubai with me
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley
I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs,
Smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (nothing no)
These hoes ain't loyal (no they ain't)
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3 - Chris Brown:]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance

Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (no, nothing)
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 4 - French Montana:]
With ciroc in the system
Ain't no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes ain't loyal. Man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put her in a Lotus
She was riding in a hoopty
Fuck that bitch
I got my own hoe
Fuck your weed
I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch
Put a ring back on
Montana

[Chris Brown:]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
You just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for you)
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal (they be playing games)
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Yeah, let me see
Yeah-h, let me see
Let me see

These hoes ain't loyal
Let me see

Loyal (West Coast Version) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Lil Wayne & Too Short)

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris Brown]
YOUNG MULA, BABY!

(Haha, you thought it was over?)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain’t right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain’t have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that’s that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I’m the shit, oh
Nigga, that’s that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)

[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga’s bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley, I’m a rasta
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let’s get to it (right away)
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That’s a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Too Short]
A nigga fell in love
Turn into a woosy
24-7 he was eating that pussy
But these hoes ain't faithful
A nigga like me will have your bitch on tape though
I been knowing not to trust these hoes
I get bread, get head, and fuck these hoes
In that order
Don't switch it around
Relationships change, it's so different now
No high-school sweetheart
These bitches pimpin'
All these opinions
Women on women
Lickin' them titties
Sex in the city
Hella "Instagram likes" but you ain't pretty
Bitch!

[Verse 5: Chris Brown]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon’ leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon’ cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby show me something
You done spent your bread on her
And it’s all for nothing

[Hook]

M.F.T.R. (Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown

[Chorus:]
Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas
Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Gon make it bang, gon make it bang
Getting followed by them hollows, gon make it bang
Niggas ain't been to church in a minute
But it's funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious
Amen, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey
Start waving at these niggas, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey

[Verse:]
Sawed off shotty, Reebok pump a nigga
I Kirk out for them Franklins, I stomp a nigga
Virginia mind, I dump on em and throw the gun away
The shoe fits weird, nigga, now run them Penny Hardaways
You can't have a conscience when you a God, nigga
What the fuck is a city to a Godzilla?
Okay, now everybody tough, everybody buff
Tell you, Shoot at they feet, and watch them double Dutch
Oh, no, then dance, little nigga, dance, little nigga
You by yourself now, what's the plan, little nigga?
Gon make it bang, go and make it bang
Pusha just want the money, I'm taking everything
Hand me the ratchet, put everything in the basket
All of the paper and plastic, hollows, I'm giving them out
Run in your house, sticking a gun in your mouth
Niggas turn religious when they staring at the devil
Pull that trigger, chopper Rocky like I'm playing heavy metal, ah

[Chorus]

Mixtape Shit lyrics - Chris Brown

[Intro]
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh

[Verse]
Higher than the moon, nigga what up
Yeah I hear em woofing, yo nigga need shut up
While I'm in the pussy, face down and the butt up
You ain't shit to her, but me I'm just a fucked up
Fuck a handshake nigga we ain't brothers
From that westsidee, where they repping for their colors
Talking big shit, cause my dick will make you shut up
All over your face like it's butter, nut up
Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her way down
That's the only reason bitch, give a nigga a wipe down
24 inches I'm on the road, my niggas smoking on that loud
Bitches tryna front, I'm blow they back out
I ain't thinking bout it, nigga walking past you
Bitch smell my blunt and says she like my tattoo's
I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo
But when she drop it on the dick she a damn fool

[Chorus]
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
Really really though, all these bitches
I on want no niggas
Cause the real niggas posted up already with us

[Verse 2]
It's a habit in the club I'd imagine
Fucking with these ratchets, no purses
They got baskets it's a handout
Bitching high feening, guess they addicts
And I ask them [?]
Are you in like Patrick
Playing with the pussy like its madden
Fly like a dragon
If one says she likes me then they all bandwagon
She's a leading ass ho but they pretty like a pageant
She said she let me cut, I got to stabbing
For real though

[Chorus]
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
Really really though, all these bitches
I on want no niggas
Cause the real niggas posted up already with us

[Verse 3]
Ice cold so a nigga still chilling
She ain't popped a pill, so I'ma eat her with my grill in
Damn let me dig in, I call it a fillin
Poking on that pussy I am not a syringe
I got the fliest of friends
We ain't thinking bout no air miles
Niggas setting trends just look at there hair styles
Yeah, I fuck once then I fuck twice
Fuck that... I be fucking that bitch every night
Snow bunnies cause I like my bitches very white
Go and catch a flight, get this pipe into paradise huhh
Who said something bout paradise?
Girl drop that ass, [?]
Like Barry White
Gotta stop staring at my yeezy's
I gotta em for the [?]
I said I'm cool, no I'm breezy
Twenty five hundred dollar tip
Leave that bitch cheesy
I gave that to shit to you for a reason, believe me

[Chorus]
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
I on need no niggas in my section
All bitches all bitches all bitches all bitches uhh
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
All these bitches ion wanna see no niggas,
Really really though, all these bitches
I on want no niggas
Cause the real niggas posted up already with us

My Friend lyrics - Chris Brown

What was I thinking?
Packing up and leaving
Now that you're wiser
I'm ashamed, yeah yeah
I can't even cry
Anxiety at night
Can't make up excuses
Gotta face the music

When I see you, my friend
When I see you, my friend

If I said I missed you
Would you say the same?
Or if I said I love you
Would you simply walk away?
Thought we'd grow together
But every day we're further
Thought I did the right thing
But deep inside I'm dying

When I see you, my friend
When I see you, my friend
See you again
See you again, my friend
Girl, you know you wanna see me again
You're the greatest, forever my baby, my friend
Cause you will always be my friend

Nobody's Perfect lyrics - Chris Brown

You and I too sweet not just beautiful
Cause you follow your heart
It makes even more special that you don't know how damn lovely you are
I would kiss a mirror every single day
If I wake up with your face
What are all these doubts fall spinning in your head
Don't you look so sad

Won't you come right here
Set the mind off you
Nobody nobody nobody's perfect but you yeah
You mean the world to me
I can’t believe you’re true
Cause nobody nobody nobody’s perfect but you

[beat break]

Nobody nobody, nobody nobody
Nobody nobody, nobody nobody
Nobody nobody, nobody’s perfect but you

When you stand close to me I get paralyzed
I forget how to breath
Every place is the sake, ain't it feel so wrong
Every time that you leave
You catch me when I'm falling
You bring me back to life
When I'm dying you rise
What are all these doubts fall spinning in your head
Don't you look so sad

Won't you come right here
Set the mind off you
Nobody nobody nobody's perfect but you yeah
You mean the world to me
I can’t believe you’re true
Cause nobody nobody nobody’s perfect but you

[beat break]

Nobody nobody, nobody nobody
Nobody nobody, nobody nobody
Nobody nobody, nobody’s perfect but you

Yeah You mean the world to me
Nobody nobody, nobody’s perfect but you

Won't you come right here
Set the mind off you
Nobody nobody nobody's perfect but you yeah
You mean the world to me
I can’t believe you’re true
Cause nobody nobody nobody’s perfect but you

Off That Liquor lyrics - Chris Brown

[Verse 1]
I can’t lie girl, you so damn sexy
Them other girls ain’t got nothing on ya
Patron mixed with me that’s your recipe
I ain’t gotta say it, I’ll show you
You’re picture perfect girl don’t change a thing
Ain’t going nowhere, you got me
So when you’re leaving that party baby
Come right over, we can get it started baby, like

Ohh, if it’s loving that you need, from me
Come close, cause your happiness all that matters to me
Girl I know, I’ma cherish what I have
And I want more than your body
A little more than your body

[Chorus]
If I don’t give it to you, you be calling like crazy
And when I break you off, you be calling me baby
I know why you tripping, cause my sex is amazing
Acting cause you faded, gone off that liquor
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
Acting cause you faded, down off that liquor

[Verse 2]
Girl you talking out the side of your neck
And drinking a little too much
You’re talking crazy is all on your head
You’re tipsy and ready for loving
So you’re calling me over
To touching, kiss on your body
You’re here tonight, but it’s more to you than just that
Well I won’t complain if you throw it back, yeah
If it’s loving that you need, from me
Come close, cause your happiness all that matters to me
Girl I know, I’ma cherish what I have
And I want more than your body
A little more than your body

[Chorus]
If I don’t give it to you, you be calling like crazy
And when I break you off, you be calling me baby
I know why you tripping, cause my sex is amazing
Acting cause you faded, gone off that liquor
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
Acting cause you faded, down off that liquor

[Bridge]
Girl you’re my masterpiece, you’re my heart
Shine like a diamond, beauty so priceless girl
My Valentine, my sweetheart,
I’m gonna love you baby, don’t worry
And if you’re ready, I’ma give you my heart
Right now girl, baby come over, so we can make love
Girl this is all yours

[Chorus]
If I don’t give it to you, you be calling like crazy
And when I break you off, you be calling me baby
I know why you tripping, cause my sex is amazing
Acting cause you faded, gone off that liquor
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
I just wanna give you my, give you my heart
Acting cause you faded, down off that liquor

Oh Yeah lyrics - Chris Brown

Oh Yeah (Remix) lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Snoop Dogg & 2 Chainz)

[Intro:]
Just go head and do the right thing, do the right thing,...
do the right thing ohhh, just go head and do the right thing,
do the right thing, And girl if you wont get naughty,
I don't need no key I just push button start it

[Chorus:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (on the on the flo)
oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
oh yeah, oh yeah,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the on the flo)
Oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
do it, do it, do it, do it,

[Verse 1:]
A nigga spend 100,000 on bottles, baby girl where you going,
Ugly girls be quiet, all them models screamin perform it,
Two bad ones wit me, its 3 something in the morning, Get It!!?
Jump hump till the morning, I Get It!!
Her mouth open she yawnin, Get It!!?
I been on it all day,
But if she come way Imma put on my shades,
Still giving me face, But all yo girlfriends hating cause you M.I.A.
But chu over my place, I'm the king in my city you can have your way,
I'm the camera man, set the camera up, put your booty up, then we can press on replay

[Pre-Chorus:]
Yo friends cant tell me nothing,
Your leaving with me I know you want me,
Its in your eyes, don't tell me lies,
don't give yo disguise, Cause Imma give it to you like OOOHHHHHHH YEEEAAAHHH!!!!

[Chorus:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (on the on the flo)
oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
oh yeah, oh yeah,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the on the flo)
Oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
do it, do it, do it, do it,

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Me you and her
When I leave I swerve
Let me see that kitty purr
2 Chainz best ever
Then I put her in the air
But I had to take her to the ER
Make the bed go eh err
Up and down like a see saw
Who saw? Who saw?
Got jazz like Utah
Tackle her like football
Your baby daddy's a Ru Paul
Big dog, who won't
I do the shit that you don't
Livin' life in the fast lane
So I bought me a two-door

[Pre-Chorus:]
Yo friends cant tell me nothing,
Your leaving with me I know you want me,
Its in your eyes, don't tell me lies,
don't give yo disguise, Cause Imma give it to you like OOOHHHHHHH YEEEAAAHHH!!!!

[Chorus:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (on the on the flo)
oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
oh yeah, oh yeah,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the on the flo)
Oh yeah, oh (yeah girl you got my heart)
do it, do it, do it, do it,

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
Do the right thing, act a fool
Be yourself, go on, girl
Aw yeah, real player
Like that-that, like that-that there
Champagne campaign
Oh man, turn up the frame
Burn up the frame
I'm in my game
What's my name? What's my name?
Ooh-ee, Snoopy
Give it to ya like "c'est la vie"
Life of the party, rockin' your body
Blowin' big, bag it up, Bob Marley
Ladies and gents, players and pimps
This is the shit, one hundred percent
So you can just shake it and make it and dip it
And wop it and pop it and drop it ?
I left the scene crisp and clean
CBDBGZ, we see she see
Weezy Breezy Snoopy
All of 'em love me
Wasn't my fault, left your girl with seasoning salt
D-O-double G, he's the boss
These and 'em all, life in song, aw

[Outro:]
Just go head and do the right thing, do the right thing,...
Do the right thing ohhh, just go head and do the right thing,
Do the right thing, And girl if you wont get naughty,
I don't need no key I just push button start it

One More Time lyrics - Chris Brown

1:30 in the morning
You're blowing up my phone, telling me to come over
And you say
You really need me to come closer babe and handle your body
Girl I'm right here to hold you down
Slow it down and speed it up
And girl I want you to scream, baby come put your hair down for me

[Hook]
I know
I know, every time I'm with her, every time I'm with, every time I'm with her she gone break me off
I can't wait to get her, I can't wait to get
I know when I get her I'mma break her off
I just can't wait for you
So baby, please I need it more and more
Baby, one more time
One more time

Girl you know you the shit tonight, you gone get this d*ck tonight
That's right
Know you're mine
And you can give me all of that lick tonight
I'm kissing both of your lips tonight
A nigga goin' harder, harder
I know you a bad girl, and I need it
And that lame nigga just beat it
Two girls off the bed, that's two stains
Versace, they body
Fuck ‘em with the rolie on & two chains
Wait..

[Hook]
I know
I know, every time I'm with her, every time I'm with, every time I'm with her she gone break me off
I can't wait to get her, I can't wait to get
I know when I get her I'mma break her off
I just can't wait for you
So baby, please I need it more and more
Baby, one more time
One more time

One Of Those Nights lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Will.I.Am)

[Chris Brown:]
Okay, wassup, you feeling alright?
I'm good, feels like one of those nights

[Pre-Hook - Chris Brown:]
I got my crew with me and I brought my swagger too
We ain't hit the door, you better check your attitude
Okay okay you do you your thing, I ain't mad at you
But I'm on a different level, check your latitude

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I think it may be one of those nights
It feels like one of those nights
Yeah it's gotta be one of those nights
Oh yeah it feels like one of those

[Chris Brown & Will.I.Am:]
Nights [x10]
I think it might be one of those
Nights [x10]
Oh yeah it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, watch me as I elevate
I got my peoples with me, we about to celebrate tonight
Night [x5]
Celebrate tonight

[Chris Brown:]
Okay them other clubs ain't jumpin' I am bored of it, I'm bored of it
Them hating people people I'm ignoring it, ignoring it
More drinks are on the way and yes I ordered it, I ordered it
And you don't have to pay cause I afforded it, okay

[Will.I.Am:]
I keep the party fuckin' jumpin' cause I'm rockin' funky beats
I be up inside this bitch just playing heat that melt ya feet
All the ladies getting crazy to that big fat bass
When I step inside this bitch It's like I own this fuckin' place
I'm in the house

[Hook]

[Chris Brown & Will.I.Am:]
Nights [x10]
I think it might be one of those
Nights [x10]
Oh yeah it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, watch me as I elevate
I got my peoples with me, we about to celebrate tonight
Night [x5]
Celebrate tonight

[Chris Brown:]
Look, I got them bottles of that ooey
Super model, super groupies
I be spittin, call it luge
I'm the shit, Mr. Poopy
With all this smoke and all these lights
So turnt up, it's one of them nights
401, that's what I like
But I gotta know if you're fucking, right

[Will.I.Am:]
Hoes is on the floor, just rockin' 'em, just rockin' 'em
Pop lock and shock and shufflin' on top of em, on top of em
I'm Will.I.am, and still I am, so ill I am, I'm killin' em
In the club just chillin' with them ladies and them

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Chris Brown & Will.I.Am:]
Nights [x10]
I think it might be one of those
Nights [x10]
Oh yeah it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, watch me as I elevate
I got my peoples with me, we about to celebrate tonight
Night [x5]
Celebrate tonight

Feels like one of those nights

Put It Up lyrics - Chris Brown (with Rihanna)

[Rihanna:]
Baby you don't need to be scared of me
I guarantee that I'm not a mistake
I'mma give you all of my love
And I hope that you won't misplace it
You created this shit
Going insane with all of this fear
Can't turn my back on it
I'm in love gotta' face it

[Chris Brown:]
You're the only one I wanna stay on the phone with
Oh the late night Skype sex
On that young shit
Girl you keep it one hunnit
Always gon' hold me down
You know you're the number one
Girl I'mma work you out

[Chris Brown & Rihanna:]
Ain't got much to say
I ain't about to make you wait
I'm just gon' take you from here
Girl let's ride away
Let's elevate, just elevate
Yeah girl let me take you for a ride

[Hook - Chris Brown & Rihanna:]
Baby let me change your life
Promise it will be alright
Baby take my hand tonight
Let me set you free now
Sweatin' like a waterbed (on me)
Keep puttin' that thang (on me)
Like you never did before
I'm gon' explore all of your body
Put it up right there, right there
Right there, right there
Put it up right there (I'm gon' explore all of your body)
Put it up right there
Put it up right there (I love, I love you)
I'm gon' explore all of your body

[Chris Brown & Rihanna:]
I'mma write my name with my tongue on your back baby
Come on, just let me
I know you're ready
And even if there is a crowd
Let 'em see it
I'mma give you some more
Just let 'em all just say what they wanna say
That's how I feel, cause I'm in love
And the temperature just heats up
When I'm with you, don't be scared
When I start to go down and I lick you
Rubbin' and kissin' and lickin' on your body
When I go down and oh I'm gon' miss you
Gonna need your body right now
Cause I know it's an issue
And I'm hyperventilating right now
I can't breathe, If I ain't with you
I need your body like right now
I need your body like right now
Lay your head, on my bed
Baby tell me if you want the lights down
Your property, treat me like I'm your property
Do what you wanna, take command
I'm about to be your biggest fan
Your property, treat me like I'm your property
Do what you wanna, take command
I'm about to be your biggest fan

[Hook]

[Chris Brown & Rihanna:]
Looking for too many places
Searching high and low for you
I'm stronger when I'm close to you
I'm seeing all familiar faces
Girl it's all about you, only you in my life
And I say, "You like playing with my heart?"
Baby, please don't do this to me
Cause I'm in love
Can I get a little bit? One more kiss?
Yeah I don't wanna miss it

[Hook]

Right Here lyrics - Chris Brown

Look at us, never thought it would be you
Who found new, girl we may never know
It's enough knowing that I won't lose my way
But getting here wasn't easy

We bend, don't break that's the story of us
No give or take, didn't get me nowhere
I've learned from the hurt along the way
And it brought me right to you babe

[Hook:]
I'm taking every road under the sun
Every dead-end love brought another one
I should be fuming at all the time we wasted
But a million wrongs lead me right to, right to you
Right here, I'm right here with you
Feels right here, so right here with you
Right here, I'm right here with you
Feels right here, so right here with you

We've got scars, some of them you gave me, some of them I caused
That doesn't matter now
We both know the worst part is over
Ain't no letting go (letting go)

We bend, don't break that's the story of us
No give or take, didn't get me nowhere
I've learned from the hurt along the way
And it brought me right to you babe

[Hook]

Hearts are like cars just racing on broken pavement
Going nowhere fast, still we stay on the gas
Love don't ride easy and it ain't always pretty
Yeah I know cause I've taken every road

[Hook]

Second Serving lyrics - Chris Brown

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you [x2]

From the moment I saw you
I stopped everything cause nothing else mattered
Cause I had to have you
And I knew I couldn’t get nothing better
It felt like destiny
When cupid shot me with an arrow through my heart
When you’re next to me
I’m stupid in love

And your body’s telling me something
And we be sweating, making love
Bed bumping
Ooooh I hear you screaming
You’re yelling “give it to me daddy, I need it”

Girl you, you done made me change
Got me thinking about giving you this ring
It might seem strange but I
Love the way you make me feel when we sexing
We could do it on the plane
Even outside in the cold and rain
Girl, when we’re loving
I need a second serving of you

Ooh your lips I taste
And Imma slide my hands down to your waist
Damn I wish I could
Keep you prisoner for just a day
Got me thinking could you have my kids?
Big house and a dog, you my wife
Imma ‘bout to go all out
Take it all off ‘cause it’s going down tonight

And your body’s telling me something
And we be sweating, making love
Bed bumping
Ooooh, I hear you screaming
You’re yelling “give it to me daddy I need it”

Girl you
Well you know the rest
You done made me change (you done made me)
Got me thinking about giving you this ring (oh girl)
It might seem strange but I
Love the way you make me feel when we sexing
We could do it on the plane (oh yeah)
Even outside in the cold and rain
Girl, when we’re loving
I need a second serving of you

Take my hand
Let me put this ring on your finger
I’m your man
Girl, you got an R&B singer
And it’s a party (oh)
A party
Yeah it’s a party

Girl you make me!
You done made me change
Got me thinking about giving you this ring (girl)
It might seem strange but I (I, oooh)
Love the way you make me feel when we sexing
We could do it on the plane (yeah)
Even outside in the cold and rain
Girl, when we’re loving
I need a second serving of you

Oh, oh
I need a second serving tonight babe
I need a second serving tonight baby

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you [until song fades out]