Chris Brown

[Chili Peppers]

Throwed

Throwed

[Talking] Yeaa…Yu know being from Virginia
(ha ha) I gotta go back to my roots
the whole Go-Go thang… DC what’s up?
(ha ha) Virginia you already know how we about to do it
Let’s go…Yessir

Been sitting here for an hour talking
But we ain’t saying nothing
I ain’t even tripping mama that’s cool
No better way to waste time then to with you
Ain’t that a trip ’cause usually I do my thing and I dip (oh)
But she got me wanna stick around for the second show
Have her do her thing on the stage for me once more
And in like….Oh

[Chorus:]
I can’t wait for us to be alone (tell me)
So tell me, tell me what you say ma
You’ve been keeping it 100 up to this far
So what you wanna do
I’m tryna give it but I’m losing my cool (for you)
’cause shorty got me throwed
Thrown off, little mama, she got thrown (ayy)
Thrown off, little mama, she got thrown (ayy)

Now I can’t say all the things I wanna say
(But your body is a problem for me)
And I put shame on a man that walked away
(But I’m glad he left you here for me yeah)
That’s real ’cause usually I can’t express how I feel
It’s like I’m in my favorite scenes on a movie screen
Diamond studded Tee, Crown holding my Spike Lee’s
and I’m like whoa…

[Chorus]

[x2]
Girl you got that knock, I hear it down the block
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked, so baby pick you feet up
Adjust my two seater, holla if you hear me now

Ooo…

[Chorus]

[Talking]
Yessir…two up, two down
Holla at me…it’s all about you
We’re out..let’s go
Gotta me feeling like…hey hey hey.

 

[fox69]

"100 Bottles"
(feat. Se7en)

"100 Bottles"
(feat. Se7en)



We're in the mother fucking building!
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models

Oh my god waiter! We packed up in this bitch!
And I'm feeling hater vapors yeah it's hot up in this bitch!
But you will never phase me
And I know why you hate me
Cause my fucking cleaning lady
Look hotter than your bitch,
And you know I'm about to spend
A hundred rocks upon this bar, R bar.
You don't wanna drink you wanna be nosey Ms. Aardvark
And I know that you not used to rejection
But if you don't get naked get the fuck up out my section!

[Chorus:]
I'mma need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models

All up in the VIP that shit look like a cloud
Guess Aladdin got two hundred Jazmines coming to the house.
And we're banging on that magic carpet fucking on the couch
All the better genies say she saw a genie, that's that loud
They say silence is gold, told my queen don't make a sound
But these bottles I'm holding I'mma give 'em to the crowd!
Ah, that must be the shit they're talking about
Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud?

[Chorus:]
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models

I see you standing in the back, babe
Let me help you out with that babe, you looking badder than the biz
Baddest in the click, see you're picking up your slack babe
So let me take you back to my place
So drunk, so high, babe
We can do this over and over, I ain't got no hang over
You can tell by the look on my face I need

[Chorus:]
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stuntin' is my motto, with 200 bad models

 

[fox69]

"100%"
(feat. Kevin McCall)

"100%"
(feat. Kevin McCall)



[Kevin McCall:]
Beats I be serving sex beefs...
Diamonds got so many cuts call my jeweler to surgeon
Ain't nobody fucking with me label me the virgin
I'm hot burning, like when you leave a perm in
Everywhere I go these hoes be digging in they purses for a shark
Because they tryin' get the autograph of person
Little bit of coke mix with a lot of bourbon
Got your boy leaning sorry if my words slurin
Swervin' in that DV9 on purpose
The roof disappear call it magic like irvin johnson
Get above my johnson, know my rider dick Shawty this ain't magic mountain
I've been killing, killing every song that I been spitting on
And if I ain't spitting, better something that I written on
Can't even say it was a long road getting on
Only took a year and a half and now I'm shitting on

[Hook:]
Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it
Money to the ceiling, bitch I'm in the building
I'm a giant in the woods to the minks (tell her)
Money talk so don't say nothing unless you talk business
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
I go

Let me count this money, 1 million, 2 million
Put this up for my new car, save that for my baby mama
And all you bums keep the change

[Chris Brown:]
Yeah, I got them bullet proof ray bans so haters never in my head
Money hungry good for me, yeah I call it week bread
Ladies say I'm long show king yeah that's what she said
Crib like a castle so I'm fucking on that king spread
Haha
Big balling, fuck a loaf, and money turn me on
So I had to fuck it off, skinny ass niggers pockets looking so bulimic
And I'm never spill my drink, you can call me temperpedic
Allergic to the haters, addicted to the money
You watching while I'm laughing cause all of you niggers is funny
And they call me Action Jackson cause every day I'm stunting
And I'm writing hit songs like it's nothing
So nigger you bugging, fronting
What you think this is hoe?
Paparazzi trying to pop me everywhere that Chris go
Never been no sucker no lame mad nigger
And your flow is what a dam then a drain ass nigger

[Hook:]
Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it
Money to the ceiling, bitch I'm in the building
I'm a giant in the woods to the minks (tell her)
Money talk so don't say nothing unless you talk business
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
A 100% (I go), A 100% (I go)
I go

 

[fox69]

"101 (Interlude)"

"101 (Interlude)"


You got me doing 101 on the 101
Don't go nowhere baby, don't you run
You got me doing 101 on the 101
Got me speeding for your love

I been waiting for you all day
Stuck in traffic, tryna make it to my baby
I'm tryna go half on a baby
Just wear that sexy shit I like
And I will do you just right
Don't you worry, help is soon on the way
I'll kiss you up
I'll lick you up
I'll stick it up
I'll smack it up
I'll flip it up
I'll pick you up
I'll sex you up
I like it when your bottom up
Your top down, take you down
Won't fuck around
I'll hold you down
I'ma break it down
When I lay you down
Yeah

 

[fox69]

"2 Complicated"
(feat. Asher Roth)

"2 Complicated"
(feat. Asher Roth)



[Chris Brown]
Shattered glasses and cigarettes
There's a lot built up inside of me &
I have so many regrets, this isn't how things used to be &
You're never satisfied
Guess what? I stopped fuckin trying
You suck!
In case you didn't know, you're horrible

But its always true
I'm always wrong anything I do
and I always go to war with you
and I lose yeah, yeah
I'm a silly dude cause I keep coming back to you
cause its felling like deja-vu
my head's spinnin around and you got me sayin

[Chorus]
I I I I You're way too complicated
I I I I I can no longer take it
I I I I We're no good lets just face it
I I I I Cause you're way too complicated

You're such a snobby girl
used to think you were a queen
damn, you sure did rain on my parade, ahhh
same old silly games you play
this is such a waste of time
I'm starting to think that you're insane
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

But its always true
I'm always wrong anything I do
and I always go to war with you
and I lose yeah, yeah
I'm a silly dude cause I keep coming back to you
cause its felling like deja-vu
my head's spinnin around and you got me sayin

[Chorus]
I I I I you're way too complicated
I I I I I can no longer take it
I I I I We're no good lets just face it
I I I I Cause you're way too complicated

[Asher Roth]
I'm not sure, now what else can I do?
I've had enough of your rules
Yeah, you way too Soduku, true
Ain't in no mood for proofs and square roots
Go ahead, run and find you another man
Wh-Wh-Who can figure you out, I'm sick of your mouth
..............and sleep on the couch
Yeah, I stick to my decision
Chick I'm kicking you out
No mathematician, take the digits and bounce
You got me screaming out

[Chorus]
I I I I You're way too complicated
I I I I I can no longer take it
I I I I We're no good lets just face it
I I I I Cause you're way too complicated

 

[fox69]

"2 Young 2 Give A Fuck"
(feat. Bow Wow)

"2 Young 2 Give A Fuck"
(feat. Bow Wow)



[Chris Brown:]
Yeah flow stupid
This is how I do it
Maybach flow nigga you are in the Buick
Your girl a doodoo momma
So you know I don’t give 2 shits
Ain’t no grey area
I just breed them blue pits

[Bow Wow:]
Niggas talk tough but they don’t want it though
Confront it to your face and then I’ll tell your man that he a hoe
Bow Wizzle I’m as real as it get
I’m either getting money or boning a chick

[Chris Brown:]
Counting all this money
All these bottles we popping
In a club with the models
Got so many options
Nigga talk your shit
Yeah they hate me they watching
They know my flow ill
I be spitting and hulking, biatch
At 15 the Bentley was just a kid’s dream
Now these couple links got me speaking like I’m European
A hundred thousand packed at the show in Manila
Then I’m down in Africa where the kids are the killers
Got a mind of a king but a heart of a gorilla
You can imitate but ain’t nobody realer

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah I’m counting all this money
Milli for the Bugatti
And my girl ass thick like Buffy the body
And which one I’ma choose
I think her with the booze
I keep paper like the kid in elementary school
You know I’m smoking on the finest
G5 to the islands
I’m too fly yeah it’s like I’m on autopilot
Man stop it I’m way outta your league
See it’ll take a lifetime to spend all this cheese
I got a new bitch for erryday of the week
Suck a nigga off til I’m fast asleep

[Chris Brown:]
You know young riders is with us
Take it back to the hood
Screaming father forgive us
All my killers what’s good
You know my flow is like murder
Go on give me a sentence
Got too many bars you think I’m building a prison
Anything that I sing is a hit, car collision
How you got all that mouth and your heart is missing

[Bow Wow:]
Stop playing with me y’all lames to me
Me and Chris got our weight up
Better get your cake up
Like G&C get your weight up
Must step [?]
We the hottest doin’ it
Don’t fuck with an act like you know what’s up

 

[fox69]

"2012"

"2012"


[Intro:]
Faire l'amour lendemain...

[Verse 1:]
What if the sky was turning red?
I know we'd be safe
Right here in my bed
Laying face to face, oh girl,
I love the way you sound
When you rain on me,
So tonight let's act it out
Show you how it's gon' be,
I'm gon' kiss your other set of lips
Hold your body by your legs and hips
The world can't end until we finish
Girl we gon'...

[Hook:]
We gon' do it like it's 'bout to be the end of the world
And they depended on us
To make earth shaking love
As we lay down, lay down
Telling me to go harder, go harder
Telling me to go deeper, go deeper
I feel your knees getting weaker and weaker
We can go longer if you just lay down, lay down

[Verse 2:]
All these vibrations from your legs
Massaging my back
I got your body shivering
Cause we're covered in sweat
Girl I like the way it opens up
When you throw it back baby
Girl it might be too much
Babe if you keep doing that
I got that pillow for your knees right here
Baby can you make it disappear?
Your voice is the last thing I'm gonna hear
Then I wanna make you holla

[Hook:]
We gon' do it like it's 'bout to be the end of the world
And they depended on us
To make earth shaking love
As we lay down, lay down
Telling me to go harder, go harder
Telling me to go deeper, go deeper
I feel your knees getting weaker and weaker
We can go longer if you just lay down, lay down

[Bridge:]
Do it like we only got one
Baby let's pretend we only got one night
One last time,
Let me take my time,
Do it to you right
Buildings and bridges maybe falling down
But that won't stop me from turning that thing around
Girl yeah
Won't you come on over and we can treat it like it's the motherfucking
End of the world

[Hook:]
And they depended on us
To make earth shaking love
As we lay down, lay down
Telling me to go harder, go harder
Telling me to go deeper, go deeper
I feel your knees getting weaker and weaker
We can go longer if you just lay down, lay down

[Outro:]
A nigga goin hard in the paint
Ya think I can't [repeat]

 

[fox69]

"4 Seconds"

"4 Seconds"


Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah

Said she did more than a little molly
Said she's got a man but she don't hold down
She don't wanna be alone tonight, wanted me to get her right
So baby we can dim the lights and have ourselves a party

Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around

Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah

There's nothing I could ever say to save you, I'mma bounce it, drive you crazy, speeding into you right now
Drunk fucking, like we're faded, all night and day, yeah, baby I'mma break your heart
She don't wanna be alone tonight, wanted me to get her right
So baby we can dim the lights and have ourselves a party

Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around
Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around
Baby turn that ass around
Four seconds, four seconds
To take it all off, yeah
Oh baby, you got four seconds, four seconds
To turn that ass around, yeah

 

[fox69]

"4 Years Old"

"4 Years Old"


[Verse 1:]
I got money
Everything that I ever wanted
Never thought of what I might need,
Need, need
Ain't it funny,
How I spend my whole life running
Reaching for the sky high and coming down with nothing

[Chorus:]
Feels like I'm 4 years old all over again
Cause I'm just running fast
Should be walking
Saying when I grow up
You gon' see
I'm gon' be comfortable and happy

[Verse 2:]
I guess I was faking
Cause look at all the money I'm making
Still nothing can compare to the thought
Of love
But it's taking
Too much time to see that I'm wasting
Reaching for the sky high and coming down with nothing

[Chorus:]
It feels like I'm 4 years old all over again
Cause I just keep running fast
Should be walking
Saying when I grow up
You gon' see
I'm gon' be comfortable and happy

[Bridge:]
I'm so alone,
I feel so alone,
So alone in this world
Got everything I want

[Chorus:]
It feels like I'm 4 years old all over again
Cause I just keep running fast
Should be walking
Saying when I grow up
You gon' see
I'm gon' be comfortable and happy
Whoahhh

 

[fox69]

"45"

"45"


And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know

Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
But I know they know, and they already know it
Yeah I know I'm on but I'll still off a nigga, woah
Before we even talking, what's your offer nigga? Woah
Make sure that bank account is looking proper, nigga
Make sure my niggas eating steak and lobster nigga
We hustle hard, you hardly hustle, that's your problem nigga
Question us and we can solve it, what's your problem nigga?
Funny how these busters turn to Prima Donna niggas
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah you know it's OHB, 45

And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know

Now why you keep me going? Why you keep me going?
Knowing it can't stop a nigga
They quick to try and put my shit out in the open
Yeah it's cool, I ain't forgot it nigga
Now these famous bitches started blowing up my line again
Basic bitches calling cause they bank accounts is minusing, no
Money ain't a problem, we got commas boy, woah
If you don't want these problems, save the drama boy, woah
Fame for the real ones, shut the roster boy, woah
And my niggas still gon' eat that steak and lobster boy, woah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah
My whole team, my whole team, yeah we looking hard to beat

And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know

I'mma spend a 100 racks in K.O.D
You know they sucking dick if they in V.I.P
Told the waitress to roll up, bitch forget the drinks
All this money in the air, the pussy follow me
A .45 on my side, I'm 'bout to drive
Trap jumping out the jam, think I can fly
45, 23, bounce
Money I'm counting, wanna be like Mike

And I'm like Jordan wearing 45
I told you I was coming back
And every time they tried to push me out
I told you I was coming back
45, 45, going back like I ain't leave
45, 45, I been nice since 23
Balling hard, balling hard, swear I need a referee
I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know