Chris Brown

[fox69]

"Paper, Scissors, Rock"
(feat. Big Sean & Timbaland)

"Paper, Scissors, Rock"
(feat. Big Sean & Timbaland)



[Timbaland]
Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowing up my heart then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either you stupid, don’t know what you got got got
I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Is you crazy, did you lose it
Are you stupid, are you foolish
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you playing?
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away
throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away

[Timbaland]
Well I can take you back to the spot you was bought bought bought
Make ‘em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
Climb up on this boat and show me how you drop, drop, drop

I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

[Big Sean]
Okay woah there, woah there, is you noodle
Cock-a-doodle
Are you crazy, crazy, crazy bitch
Did you knock a couple screws loose?
I know what time it is, only cause you (cuckoo)
I got bitches jumping for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
Are you tryna leave, are you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
You’s a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
And you gave me heads and tails
Throw it at me baby, I be the wishing well
For real though, I know our shits not perfect
We connected in our space where our love’s written in cursive
Put that rock up on your finger
Paper in your hands
But you can’t cut me out
Bitch this ain't no game

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Party Hard / Cadillac (Interlude)"
(feat. Se7en)

"Party Hard / Cadillac (Interlude)"
(feat. Se7en)



[Verse 1:]
I just need one more dance
And girl I hate this feeling
But it's not going away
I think I'm in love with you
And I can't help myself
Cause this may be the only chance I got with you
And I know you gon show out

She likes all them stripper poles
Like taking off her clothes
And when you work that girl you stop my heart

[Chorus:]
Shes got the perfect lips, the perfect body
Shes the life of the party (yeah)
And she likes to party hard
She's such a rock and roller
But she's exotic
She's the life of my party
She likes to party hard
You're spilling your drinks on me
Livin' wild and free
Tonight
Girl change my life
I hope you put your lips on me
My mind's playing tricks on me
Tonight
We gon party hard

[Verse 2:]
I see straight through your eyes
And girl you might as well just say what you're already thinking
([Se7en:] cause we on the same page)
Take me to ecstasy and far beyond
Show me how you have your fun baby
And girl we got all night

She likes all them stripper poles
Like taking off her clothes
And when you work that girl you stop my heart

[Chorus:]
She's got the perfect lips, the perfect body
She's the life of the party (yeah)
And she likes to party hard
She's such a rock and roller
But she's exotic
She's the life of my party
She likes to party hard
You're spilling your drinks on me
Living wild and free
Tonight
Girl change my life
I hope you put your lips on me
My mind's playing tricks on me
Tonight
We gon party hard

[Bridge:]
(Shoo be do whop
Do we who I wanna love you
Shoo we do whop
Do we whop [x2])
Can I
Take your hand
Can I
Have a dance with you
And when we touch,
It's like magic and fireworks

[Chorus:]
She's got the perfect lips, the perfect body
She's the life of the party (yeah)
And she likes to party hard
She's such a rock and roller
But she's exotic
She's the life of my party
She likes to party hard
You're spilling your drinks on me
Livin' wild and free
Tonight
Girl change my life
I hope you put your lips on me
My mind's playing tricks on me
Tonight
We gon party hard

In my Cadillac
Moving very fast
Got a girl
With a big old ass
And we go ho hunter
Gonna have a good time
Anything she want
She can get it
Cause my girl
She be with it
And I want her for the rest of my life
I love to hear her say
That she loves me
I love it when she tells me that she needs me
When she looks in my eyes
Ooh ooh
It feels like I'm high
Ooh ooh
Hoo whoa hoh hoh hoo

[Se7en:]
It don't take a lot
All I need is you
To be the man for me
But I want it all
And I'm willing
To give you what I need
Baby I
Ain't scared to show you the freaky side of me
Sometimes I fight you off
But I love it rough
When you make love to me
I love it when he says
That he love me
And I love it
When he tells me that he needs me
When he looks in my eyes
Ooh ooh
It feels like I'm high
Ooh ooh
Hoo whoa hoh hoh hoo

 

[fox69]

"Party Next Door"
(with OHB)
(feat. Young Blacc)

"Party Next Door"
(with OHB)
(feat. Young Blacc)



[Chris Brown:]
Baby you be on that old shit
I don't need that commotion
Got me heated in the oven
Don't play with the chopper, it's fully loaded
Yeah, driving me crazy, driving me crazy
No one but you, I feel so used, set up
You supposed to be here in this foreign
But you just disappeared like I’m not important

Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah

[Young Blacc:]
She got 4 friends, I hope they go
Double up and bring 4 more
Hennessy and the Patron shots
Make the white girls wanna get low
HoodyBaby, my kin folk and OHB, I kill for
That other party that's next door, we don't fuck with niggas that save hoe
Spanish chicks, they can take dick, black girls love to talk shit
White girls love the foreplay, handstand, make them turn tricks
She took my proposition 'bout the pimping
She know how to flip it, ain't come with interest
She telling a nosey nigga mind his business
Always hating cause they know we winning
Grown man shit, I don't need permission
I don't give a damn if they real sisters
Nigga, I only fuck with them freak hoes
Beast mode, eat the pussy

[Chris Brown:]
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah

Downgrade, don't feel the same
Got another say a nigga change, really?
Only motherfucker put you in a gang
How the hell you think they know your name? You trifling, you silly
But I keep hoes on deck, what you know 'bout me?
I'm the nigga take your page, yelling OHB
Overhand biscuit, you ain't out my reach
Bitches wanna kiss dick every time I preach
Got the Staples Centre, floor seats
And it's 500 blocks with my OGs
A nigga did a lid in the county
A 100 million dollars, my niggas gon' eat
I stayed fresh, I don't need no stylist
A man the mean on mileage
I don't need co-pilots
OHB, we popping, nigga who gon' stop us?

Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door

 

[fox69]

"Pass Out"

"Pass Out"


Hot passin hour in the club
I was trying to cut her up
I was sippin on
Tryin to find the missing link
You had a mission trying to vouge
Then I came right through the smoke
I was smoking hot
Catch my fever lets burn up the floor
I need to know, how to get into you
Baby im liking your butt (bod)
Oooo you got me stuck
So I can enter you
How I can flow my moves

[Chorus:]
Dont breathe
I want to take a breath
Let your body feel it all night, from your body
It can charge you all up
Lets start a riot on the floor
Wait till you pass out
Wait till you pass out, yeeeah
Wait till you pass out
Wait till you pass out

Im all amped up and its so hard to turn me down
Lets burn shit up cause im your fire starter now
I'll bring it back can you smell that
Now that im a rockstar i just wanna stomp your heart
Go Go and start on the dance floor
Go go am i what you ask for
I'm a monster not a pretty little girl
Eyes on me so come follow me

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Perfume"
(feat. Rich Girl)

"Perfume"
(feat. Rich Girl)



[Chris Brown]
I know you want me girl
You think about me in your mind, am I right? yeah
I think about you too
I'm feelin' right here deep inside, it's all right yeah

And you tellin' me things that you wanna do
And I got plans to do things too
You know I wonder why you took so long and made me have to wait
Tell me where we start

[Rich Girl]
Let's sit down i need to kill time
Sweep me off my feet after some wine
Slowly please undress me
I ain't even playin' when I say
We startin' now

[Chris Brown]
Round and round, up and down, up in this bed
I don't want you to forget

[Rich Girl]
Hope you remember my perfume, on you
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
Hope you come back for more

[Rich Girl]
Will you remember my perfume on you?
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down

Tonight I'm pretty much ready

[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]
To do what you want me to
Do what you want me to

Tonight I'm pretty much ready

To do what you want me to
Do what you want me to yeah

[Chris Brown]
In the middle of the night when I call your phone
I love it when you tell me "come get it I'm alone"
'Cause you know I can go all night
Before i leave ima give you bragin rights

[Rich Girl]
Let's sit down and need to kill time
Sweep me off my feet after some wine
Slowly please undress me
I ain't even playin' when I say
We startin' now
[Chris Brown]
Round and round, Up and down, up in this bed
I don't want you to forget

[Rich Girl]
Hope you remember my perfume, on you
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
Hope you come back for more

[Rich Girl]
Will you remember my perfume on you?
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down

We can do it all over the house
It's evidence from what we did on the couch

[Rich Girl]
It's on the counters in the kitchen
My love is what you missin'
And every pillow in this condolea down

[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]
Down on your body when you wake up

[Rich Girl]
So as my lip gloss and my makeup
You can see

[Chris Brown]
You cannot wait

[Rich Girl]
Don't wanna escape

[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]
Everytime we do

[Chris Brown]
Round and round, Up and down, up in this bed
I don't want you to forget

[Rich Girl]
Hope you remember my perfume, on you
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
Hope you come back for more

[Rich Girl]
Will you remember my perfume on you?
After I

[Chris Brown]
Sex you down

 

[fox69]

"Picture Me Rollin'"

"Picture Me Rollin'"


Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don’t love ‘em, and you know I don’t cuff ‘em, no

On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving

Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah

Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them cops, you know we like too far, woah yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worred 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh

On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving

Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah

All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song

Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah

Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you? Picture me rollin', aw yeah

 

[fox69]

"Play Me"

"Play Me"


Girl I've been waiting up all night, sipping tryna get rid of this pain
Henney in my cup all night and it don't even matter if I take that
They can never take your mistakes back, even if I take every sip of this bottle
Ain't a damn thing can erase that, the shit you did way hard to swallow

I better take one to the head now
'Fore they get back, I'mma take two to my bed now
But you a memory, best believe I'mma lay it down
For all the bullshit that be going through my head now

It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
So you might as well just erase me, gon' and erase me
She on but a nigga just can't keep on
So gon' erase me
She on but a nigga just can't keep on
Gon' erase me

Valet finna pull up, this girl couldn't be fuller
Now you up in that place and the DJ ain't the only one 'bout to pull up
I need you to know this ain't all about you, this ain't all about you now
When I do my thing, women in my Range, I'mma need me a bounty hunt

One to the head now
'Fore they get back, I'mma take two to my bed now
But with you a memory, best believe I'mma lay it down, I'mma lay it down, I'mma lay it down
For all the shit going through my head now, for all the shit going through my head now

It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
So you might as well just erase me
It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
It's fucked up how you played me
So you might as well just erase me, gon' and erase me
She on but a nigga just can't keep on
So gon' erase me
She on but a nigga just can't keep on
Gon' erase me

 

[fox69]

"Poppin'"

"Poppin'"


[Verse 1]
Say what yo name is
Ooh yeah that fits you girl
Tell me where you headed
Can I walk with you girl?
You got that look in yo eyes,
That look like you give yo boy a here good ol' time
And I'm on it girl, that's right I'm on it girl

[Bridge]
See this is the first time I had a girl,
Who looks set me on fire
I'm really tryna get to know you better girl,
You ain't gotta act like you shy.
Cause we gon do, sumthing
Sumthing is gon get, done
And we gon get, crunk
And have a lot of, fun
And I say

[Hook]
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on and, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, oooh,ooh yeah

Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking,
You got me open and waiting, and popping
You keep me on and popping oooooh, oooooooh

[Verse 2]
Umh, Umh, let me tell you
I tryna keep my swagger, but you bout to have me girl
Jump through about four or five hoops of, ooh baby
Let's take it to the hood so the people can see you girl
Oh yes you mean and vicious the way you switchin'
Now I say

[Bridge]
This is the first time I had a girl
Who looks set me on fire
I'm really tryna get to know you better girl,
You ain't gotta act like you shy.
Cause we gon do, sumthing
Sumthing, is gon get done
And we gon get, crunk
And have a lot of, fun
Ooooh, Ohhhhh

[Hook]
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on and, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, oooh, ooh yeah

Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking,
You got me open and waiting, and popping
You keep me on and popping oooooh, oooooooh

[Hook]
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on and, popping
Poppin'

Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking,
You got me open and waiting, and popping
Shawty got me poppin'

[Breakdown]
Ooooooooooh, ooooooooooh
Ooh, oo, ooh, ooo, oooh, ooo, oooh
You make me feel like a winner girl I wanna say
Ooh, oo, ooh, oooh, oooh, oo, oooh
Let me put my hand around your waist while the background sing
Oooooh, oooo, ooooh, ooooh, ooo, oooh
Cause we gon do sumthing, Sumthing is gon get done
Oooooh, oooo, ooooh, ooooh, ooo, oooh
I'm about to have a fit, Cause you're my number 1

[Hook]
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on and, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, oooh, ooh yeah

Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking,
You got me open and waiting, and popping
You keep me on and popping oooooh, oooooooh
2

 

[fox69]

"Poppin' (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana)

"Poppin' (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana)



[Lil Wayne]
Chris Br-eezy I ... see ya daddy

Ya, right off the bat
I'm a mack
We can get it popping, we can get it crack-in'
And if your man is whack
And if he lack what I pack
Then I will make you lack him
Shorty we can do what you wanna, how you wanna
Where you wanna, when you wanna - ask them
And my clip never droppin'
We can get it poppin' like a mac-ten
Brrrr-Dat Dat Dat on your back back back
I smack smack smack that
And I'm strapped with an automatic tongue
And it goes Brrrr-At-Dat Dat Dat
Now who wanna get shot baby I could tap that
Yup I could tap that (atta?) Rat Pack
I could lay back like a fat cat
But I'm a big dog on any track
Ah- and we got it pumpin' every night every night
When we get into our thing
You know I had to tell them young niggas
When it come to the women I just switch like a mood ring
But I'm rich, I'm high on the food chain
I'm hot, I smoke like two trains
I'm trained, I know how to do things
My thing - hot like blue flame
Flame- the fireman put it out
She hot- the fireman put her out
All she gotta do is call up emergency
And I will be on my way to the house
Knock, Knock -- I know somebody home
Don't leave me knockin' baby
All you gotta do is bring that corn
And we can get it poppin' baby.

[Chris Brown]
Say what yo' name is
Ooh yeah that fits you girl
Tell me where you headed
Can I walk with you girl?
You got that look in your eyes
That look like you give your boy here a good ol' time
And I'm on it girl, that's right I'm on it girl
See this is the first time I had a girl
Who's looks set me on fire
I'm really trying to get to know you better girl
You ain't gotta act like you shy
Cause we gon' do, something
something is gon' get, done
And we gon' get, crunk
And have a lot of, fun
And I say...

Shorty, shorty
She growing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just li,li,like I like it
She keep it on and, poppin'
Shorty keep it on and poppin'
Ooh, oh, ooh yeah
Shorty, shorty
The way you wearing that top, got your boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking
You got me open and waitin', and poppin'
You keep me on and poppin'
Oh, oh

Unh, unh, let me tell you
I'm tryin' to keep my swagger, but you 'bout to have
me girl
Jump through about four or five hoops of, ooh baby
Let's take it to the hood so the people can see you
girl
Oh yes you're mean and vicious the way you switchin'
Now I say
This is the first time I had a girl
Who's looks set me on fire
I'm really trying to get to know you better girl
You ain't gotta act like you're shy
Cause we gon' do, somethin'
Somethin', is gon' get done
And we gon' get, crunk
And have a lot of, fun
Oh, oh oh oh

Shorty, shorty
She growing her hair
She working them jeans
She talking that talk just li,li,like I like it
She keep it on and, poppin'
Shorty keep it on and poppin'
Ooh, oh, ooh yeah
Shorty, shorty
The way you wearing that top, got your boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking
You got me open and waitin', and poppin'
You keep me on and poppin'
Oh, oh

[Juelz Santana]
Ya Dipset! I'm Santana, 'ey!

How ya doin' baby, nice to meet ya
Wait, let me not mislead ya
First off, I'm about my dough and cheese
Just call me a slice of pizza
Yup- I'll be your pizza guy
Deliver your pizza pie
I got a chauffer named Woodrow
Car named Bentley
When I speak he drives
Shorty know how to work it like a model
She get it poppin' like a cork on a bottle
Baby if you was a car
I'd put your doors in the air like a Murcielago
I leave you on a higher note
Then when Mariah Carey hit her highest note
You get diagnosed
With a higher dose
Of what you never had before- me!
Plus I ain't like them other guys that be cryin' broke
Whinin' broke
I'm about my bread, you heard what I said
Baby I'm a loaf!
Come let me screw ya
Bring it here, let me be your tutor
We can go to Miami, ride down Collins, hop on that
scooter
Next thing you know we be K-I-S-S-I-N-G
In the back of my Maserati
Then I drop you off before curfew time
The kind of guy I be
Oh I'm
So kind
Them other guys ... are not like me
So don't pay them ... no mind
Uh-uh!

[Chris Brown]
Shorty, shorty
The way you wearing that top, got your boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking
You got me open and waitin', and poppin'
You keep me on and poppin'
Oh, oh

 

[fox69]

"Poppin' (Remix)"
(originally by Rico Richie)
(with French Montana & Meek Mill)

"Poppin' (Remix)"
(originally by Rico Richie)
(with French Montana & Meek Mill)



[Meek Mill:]
You got a motherfuckin' cheque in your pocket
Pull it out right now and contribute

[Meek Mill:]
Uh, yeah, I'm standin' at a table full of trappers
I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA
My niggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers
Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord

[French Montana:]
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it

[Chris Brown:]
I met a bitch from uptown, I'm like, "Woah"
Patrón shots, a couple of rounds, she like, "Woah"
My niggas ain't fuckin' around, they gon' go
Think I'm a spend a cheque on that pussy, I'm like, "No"
I put your bitch in a Phantom, that shit big as a planet
Got some bitches in Paris that speakin' French like Montana
Got a bitch in the projects, she be holdin' her hammer
Landed in California, 'bout to go to Atlanta
To meet my bitch from Miami, she want beef on the table
I moonwalk in that pussy, she thinkin' Billie Jean
I got a TEC sittin' on the step and that's on the set
Here I go, ring a nigga neck all about a cheque, yeah, I know

[Meek Mill:]
I'm standin' at a table full of trappers
I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA
My niggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers
Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord

[French Montana:]
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it

[French Montana:]
You ran up on my set and tried to knock us
They heard I'm wit' the killers and the robbers
If I don't fire hammers and the choppers
I be ridin' 'til they free Wavie Crockett
Khaki sippin' dirty at the house
My niggas, you don't rap cause you can't stop us
Blood, he poppin' me and J. Lo in the projects
Nigga, you couldn't see us wit' binoculars
Hook game like coppers, brick squad like Flocka
Let the birds fly like it's falcons, ball like [?]
This that vintage Chanel, drinkin', twistin' cigars
Mixin' Cris in the dark, cryin', grippin' the odds
Hit my man up, I had to go
Bulletproof sprinter, I be ridin' like the Pope, Montana

[Meek Mill:]
I'm standin' at a table full of trappers
I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA
My niggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers
Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord

[French Montana:]
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin'
If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it