Chris Brown

[fox69]

"Sing Like Me"

"Sing Like Me"


I got her singing
I got her singing
I got her singing
I got her singing, ohh
I got her singing, ohh
I got her singing, ohh
I got her singing, ohh

Soon as I step out the whip that spot me
Girls snappin pictures like the paparazzi
So many different type of women I'm into
And I can take them all with me and my only issue

I wanna leave out of here and take em back to the crib
And show how I do the cho-cha
Hit em like so-sa
I wanna leave out of here and take em back to the crib
Cause you know what I thinking they look better naked
There so many ladies
Up in this club that I can choose from
And they all look amazing
That's why its so hard to just pick one

When I get them off in the room
We ain't playing by no rules
Got em singing melodies
And it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio
Cant get enough of me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me

All these bottles poppin got me feeling nicely
Leaving by myself feels highly unlikely
Lookin for a right now don't need no wifey
Settling down one chick that aint even like me

So many women in the atmosphere
Gotta leave with at least three in a pair
The look in they eyes tellin me that they want it
But I don't like them that much to put a ring on it

There so many ladies
Up in this club that I can choose from
And they all look amazing
That's why its so hard to just pick one

When I get them off in the room
We ain't playing by no rules
Got em singing melodies
And it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio
Cant get enough of me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me

When I'm whisperin in your ear, I know I got you listening baby
I know your liking what you hear, now lets leave up out of here baby
When I'm whisperin in your ear, I know I got you listening baby
Cause when I put my hands on you, girl I'm gonna drive your body crazy

When I get them off in the room
We ain't playing by no rules
Got em singing melodies
And it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio
Cant get enough of me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me
Gotta girl singing like me [2x]

I got her singing like me
(with no attitude)
I got her singing like me
(when I get them up in my room)
I got her singing like me
(make you feel like the boo)
I got her singing like me
(make em do what it do)
I got her singing like me
(oh give it to you baby)
I got her singing like me
(oh give it to you baby)
I got her singing like me
(oh give it to you baby)
I got her singing like me
(yeah)

 

[fox69]

"Slam"
(feat. Bow Wow, Omarion)

"Slam"
(feat. Bow Wow, Omarion)



Say man,
Aye, whutchu get man, when yuu have bow wow chris brown and yuur boy omarion on one song mann! {ha ha ha ha}

Yea,
Say it's yuuh boy bow weezy,
And that boy chris breezy,
And that boy o eezy.
Man yuu know yuu got yuu a hit.
Bow weezy,
Yuuh boy chris breezy,
Yuuh boy o eezy,
Man yuu know yuu got yuu a hit!

[Chris Brown:]
So mama whatchu you sayin', baby girl let's make it
Sounds of overload sayin {costing danger}
Baby girl a banga, got me crawlin on all fours.
I don't know, I like it though.
Yuu see the way she, do it, do it, do it, do it,
Nn I'mma have tuh, do her, do her, do her, do her.
So mama whatchu sayin', baby girl let's make it, shawty I ain'tt playin'.

[Chorus:]
Girl I love.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back, make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.

[Bow Wow:]
All the bad girls, know yuu know that I am bag,
And I'mma leave with five like Donnavon McNabb,
Chrome 22's baby sittin on the back,
Don't worry 'bout the drivin 'cause the shoffeur does thatt.
And I'mm a hood star, yuu know jus who I are,
The boy balls hard like the sun's point guard.
Yuu say yuu gotta man, I bet he ain'tt like bow,
He don'tt do the thangz fo' yuuh, he don'tt make yuuh sayy wow!
See girl I'mma vet, I'mm known as the best,
And jus like Keith, I make the gurls sweat.
Whuttever yuu need boo I got it on deck, so when it come to other guys, yuu can tell they can stepp!

[Chorus:]
Girl I love.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back, make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back, make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.

[Omarion:]
Pull up to the club, steppin out the coupe with bow weezay, omarion, chris,
Man we bout to act foolish, and yuu know them boyz is playin' by the rules, .
Young guns runnin, have any guy we choose, when yuu boyz don'tt know.
Hataz gonna hate but we keep them confused.
Hits from every drop it down so loww, shawty on the flo make it dew whutt it dew.
Omarion plus21, and it's on, I'mm in the V.I.P,
Nigga pas the patron

[Chorus:]
Girl I love.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back, make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.
Girl I love how yuu doin' that when yuu pop it on the flo,
Got me goin', no coming back, make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye},
Girl make yuuh body go (slam) {a a aye}.

 

[fox69]

"Snapbacks Back"
(feat. Tyga)

"Snapbacks Back"
(feat. Tyga)



Uhh, Uhh
Well done
Finish him

[Chorus]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches no I'm the shit
25 for the belt nigga get off my dick.
I brought the snapbacks back, snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches no I'm the shit
25 for the belt nigga get off my dick.

[Verse 1 - Tyga]
I brought the snapbacks back. snapbacks back
Man all these niggas foul like hack a shaq
Nigga racks on racks
My bitch ass so fat
Your bitch booty like a pancake flat flap jack
I make your dollars collapse
Trail low in the strap
Shells big as a turtle
Master splinter to rap
Spi, spi, spi, spin you like Urkel
Your body hanging from fat
Thought you was sharper than tacks
Get you thrown like some jacks.
All these bitches with these tassels on they titties tryna tax
I don't give a fuck if none of yall don't rap
I can pull a bitch just turning my back
Who do that? Venus trap
Flyest nigga in the class
Goyard bag, see that tag?
I can pay your rent all year, boy.
Yo momma know,
Yo cousin, sister, brother and yo momma know,
Yo cousin, sister, brother, and yo momma know,
Yo cousin, sister, brother and yo momma know,
Bitch yo granny know, nigga.

[Chorus]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches no I'm the shit
25 for the belt nigga get off my dick.
I brought the snapbacks back, snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, (hahahaha) bitches no I'm the shit (what's hapenin')
25 for the belt, (ight) nigga get off my dick.

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown]
Leggo,
Snapbacks back, put V.A. on the map
I'm a young nigga heart throb, girls cardiac
I got your girls all on my (dick)
Yea them chickens giving me neck, nigga
You ain't talkin bout shit
Fuck your city, press eject.
To busy coughing up them hairballs
Fur coat, bear dog
Spray these niggas like aerosol,
And fuck them on niggas geritol
Hold up, snapback on,
Champange MCM backpack on
Lucky that my situation in this probation won't even let me strap that tone
My condo ain't no hotter i be right at home,
What you mean nigga I'm coherent
Steeze out with my D out
And you wonder why your shawty be disappearin'
Haha, I brought the snapbacks back
Last kings in them Ti$as, yea they sell like crack.
You got no car insurance, no raybans
This Geico, caveman
First of the month you do a praise dance,
Like you movin' on up, Amen
Stop that drop my hat in the club
They gon' be like that nigga on drugs
Get more respect in L.A. than you do,
And you working for the pubs.

[Chorus]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches no I'm the shit
25 for the belt nigga get off my dick.
I brought the snapbacks back, snapbacks back
That's all these niggas saying I brought snapbacks back
I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches no I'm the shit
25 for the belt nigga get off my dick.
I brought the...

 

[fox69]

"So Cold"

"So Cold"


Damn, I want my baby back
It's so cold without her
Cold without her
She's gone
Now I'm alone, no one to hold on
Cause she was the only one
And I know I was dead wrong
But if you you you
If you you you
See her sooonn
Ask her will she forgive me

If you ever see her
If you ever meet her
If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her
Then tell her it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Here without her
And tell her I miss her
Tell her I need her
Tell her I want her
I really want her to come back home, back to keep me warm
Tell her I'm sorry, I'm really sorry
Can you forgive me?
Please forgive me
And come back home, keep me safe and warm

Now my baby's really gone
I don't know if she's coming home
My love's up, I fucked up
I know
Tell me what to do to get her back
Back where her heart belongs, been gone from me too long

So if you you u, seen my boo o o
Please can you you you
Can you tell her for me

If you ever see her
If you ever meet her
If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her
Let her know it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Here without her
And tell her I miss her
Tell her I need her
Tell her I want her
I really want her to come back home, back to keep me warm
Tell her I'm sorry, I'm really sorry
Can you forgive me?
Please forgive me
And come back home, keep me safe and warm

If you ever see her
If you ever meet her
If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her
Let her know it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Without her

 

[fox69]

"So Glad"

"So Glad"


[Verse 1]
I'm finally fed up,
With the run around chase and cut,
So I hung my jersey up, turned in my playas card,
um...the boy faced the facts, I'm a man now,
done with that, finally learned how to act,
and in fact it’s cuz of who you are
So glad that I found you

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad (So glad)
So glad, so glad (I found you) So glad (Baby, so glad that I found you)
So glad, so glad (You made me) So glad, so glad (Brand new, yeah) So glad,
baby I'm so glad that I found you

[Verse 2:]
Hey, you caught me up,
When I stop, u start me up,When a brotha got low, got me up,
And I’d be up, stu-stu-stuck girl (girl hook me up)
And not to be cliche (cliche),
But I'm inclined to your body (body) My good day, (hey) just the way you do
Makes me so damn glad that I found you

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad (So glad)
So glad, so glad (I found you)
So glad (Baby, so glad that I found you)
So glad, so glad (You made me) So glad, so glad (Brand new) So glad,
baby I'm so glad that I found you

[Bridge:]
I love the way that you care for me honey,
I love the fact that you’re there for me honey,
And I ain’t goin nowhere from you, trust me
(Now that I got you baby)
I love the way that you care for me honey,
I love the fact that you’re there for me honey,
And I ain’t goin nowhere from you, trust me
(Now that I’ve found you, baby)

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad, so glad, so glad (I’m So Glad) So glad
(Oh, I’m So Glad)So glad, so glad so glad, so glad
(Now That I’ve Found U, I’m Brand New) So glad,
baby I'm so glad that I found you so glad, so glad
(I’m So Glad I’ve Found Her, I’m So Glad I Got U)
So glad, so glad so Glad (I’m so Gla-a-ad) So glad, so glad (Baby, eh, Baby)
So glad,so glad so glad, baby I'm so glad that I found you

[Music Fades.....]

 

[fox69]

"So Glad"

"So Glad"


[Verse 1:]
I'm finally fed up,
With the run around chase and cut,
So I hung my jersey up,
Turned in my playas card, um
The boy faced the facts,
I'm a man now, done with that,
Finally learned how to act, and in fact
It's cause of who you are
So glad that I found you

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad (So glad)
So glad, so glad (I found you)
So glad (Baby, so glad that I found you)
So glad, so glad (You made me)
So glad, so glad (Brand new, yeah)
So glad, baby I'm so glad that I found you

[Verse 2:]
Hey, you caught me up,
When I stop, u start me up,
When a brotha got low, got me up,
And I'd be up, stu-stu-stuck girl (girl hook me up) ?
And not to be cliche (cliche), But
I'm the Clyde to your Bonnie (Bonnie)
My good aid, (hey) just the way you do
Makes me so damn glad that I found you

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad (So glad)
So glad, so glad (I found you)
So glad (Baby, so glad that I found you)
So glad, so glad (You made me)
So glad, so glad (Brand new)
So glad, baby I'm so glad that I found you

[Verse 3:]
I love the way that you care for me honey,
I love the fact that you're there for me honey,
And I ain't goin nowhere from you, trust me
(Now that I got you baby)
I love the way that you care for me honey,
I love the fact that you're there for me honey,
And I ain't goin nowhere from you, trust me
(Now that I've found you, baby)

[Chorus:]
So glad, so glad
So glad, so glad (I'm So Glad)
So glad (Oh, I'm So Glad)
So glad, so glad
So glad, so glad (Now That I've Found U, I'm Brand New)
So glad, baby I'm so glad that I found you

So glad, so glad (I'm So Glad I've Found Her, I'm So Glad I Got U)
So glad, so glad
So Glad (I'm So Gla-a-ad)
So glad, so glad (Baby, eh, Baby)
So glad, so glad
So glad, baby I'm so glad that I found you

 

[fox69]

"So Right It Ain't Right"

"So Right It Ain't Right"


Girl You Know I Got A Problem Witchu, Yeah
Cause You Ain't Right, No
Girl You Ain't Fair, No
You Don't Even Seem To Know How You Be Messin With Me, Hey
What Am I S'pose To Do
When All I Wanna Do Is Claim You
What Am I S'pose To Do
When You Be Lookin The Way You Do
You Don't Recognize
There's Somethin About Ya Little Mami
You Don't Realize
I Wanna Be Witchu Shawty

How Am I Suppose To Keep My Cool
When You Be Comin 'Round
You Be Hangin Out
Tell Me What Do You Expect For Me To Do
Girl You're So Right
It Jus Ain't Right, No
I Swear To God 'Bout How You Look In Dem Jeans ?
The Way You Be Walkin And Workin Them Heels
Girl You Jus Don't Know I'm Tryna Be Solo
But You're So Right
It Jus Ain't Right, No

Girl You Know You Got Me Givin Up On My Homies
And I Don't Go Out At Night Cause We Do What I Like
I Don't Even Seem To Care About Nothin But You, Ooh...
What Am I S'pose To Do
How Am I S'pose To Go Back To Bein Friends
What Am I S'pose To Do
How Long Do I Gotta Pretend
You Don't Recognize
There's Somethin About Ya Little Mami
You Don't Realize
I Wanna Be Witchu Shawty

How Am I Suppose To Keep My Cool
When You Be Comin 'Round
You Be Hangin Out
Tell Me What Do You Expect For Me To Do
Girl You're So Right
It Jus Ain't Right, No

 

[fox69]

"Socialize"
(with OHB)
(feat. Kevin Gates, Young Blacc & Young Lo)

"Socialize"
(with OHB)
(feat. Kevin Gates, Young Blacc & Young Lo)



Yeah, look, acting arcedinic when a nigga in your city
Fame going to her head, think for worrying 'bout them titties
And I don't pillow talk with a hoe, that's a no no
In the morning, shaveroom, she be telling all your business
And now I got a couple chickens that I'm flying out the coop
Got some niggas that can fight, got some killers that can shoot
And bitches all on my 'gram, I'm trying make 100 million
Got bitches on top of bitches, I'm stacking 'em to the ceiling
Always a nigga tryna hate on me
And every time we pull a burner on 'em, they want peace
Bad bitches see the ice, they wanna skate on me
I hit the G with my D, now she won't leave
But I don't trip, I just let her stay and sip codeine
You know she can give me head but she can't smoke my weed
In that penthouse suite, I'm the man with the models
And we don't fuck with you nigga, we know you telling your partners

We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize

Look, look, now these bitches wanna show's up
Cause they see me on the road and I'm jolled up
And all these bitches on my line like they know us
But I don't want that pussy, I'mma let the crew fuck you up
She so with it, my bitch bad, she gon' get it
Her lil sister, she thick now, get those digits
This money coming so quick now, need more spinach
We turn a bitch to a bust down if Chris hit it
And I ain't never 'bout to save no bitch
But if she bringing back money, we gon' all get rich
I need a new whip, new chain, talking 'bout the rap game
Keep the bitch tip toes down, I'm speaking facts mane
And you ain't never 'bout to break my niggas
And all this money, I'm about to fresh to death my bitch
This the west coast, trap game, hit 'em on the crack cane
Spending young money and shit, call me Mack Maine

We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize

Look, 'fore she used to be a solid bitch, but now she fucking with my tolerance
Like I ain't the nigga that's bringing dollars in
Took me from that regular life to living extravagant
Now you wanna flex on a nigga like you the baddest bitch
OHB, that's out of here bitch, I got some new freaks
Porsche 9/11, sitting pretty on the new feet
Two get fucked for an hour then let the crew skeet
Cruising, got 4 on the way while I got 2 suites
Black nigga in white linen with white women
And I ain't tripping, I like women that like women
Ooh baby, they all losing be like women
If I kill the pussy baby, that's a life sentence
Praying light, that's night vision
High-Tec, yeah I like sipping
Sold dope for them gold ropes, I like pitching
Whipping the block in 4 pots, this my kitchen, fuck with us

We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize

Big buck, bitch teeth crooked, and I ain't let her fuck
I ain't paying for the Uber, never told her that I love her
Kick her out man, every night she go and get her brother
Locked up with the reds, you know she watch a nigga fuck
Dog, I go hard, I am already a boss
On the plane slinging Rolls, I am already a boss
I be solo in the game, I be whipping up a Range
Name's holy wait, kick and fly conversation
Don't complain in the game, I ain't doing no complaining
He don't wanna front it, I'mma take it when I'm aiming
Move real cool, handle business like a gangster
Shoes on the bed, that's a lion to the jags
I be working out, wearing slay ups doing reps
Like the bench press, kill and stand on your chest
No one came in, flip for another set
She recertified, real nigga whip the stack

We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize

 

[fox69]

"Songs On 12 Play"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Songs On 12 Play"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
You're a goddess in the bedroom
Devil in them skintights
Drug that, I'm hooked to
But it's ok, I'll be alright
Tried my best to please you
Show you what it means to
Be a victim of love
So turn on that red light, Oh
Turn on that red light
Ooh, eh

[Hook: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
We gon' be bumping and grinding
Seems like you're ready to sex me, baby, baby
And I'm feeling on your booty, driving me crazy
Half on a baby
Cause' your body's calling me
And with your permission let me start your ignition
Don't you know that you're reminding me
Of a song on 12 play
You're like a song on 12 play

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Fuckin' with an R&B thug
You gon' have the greatest sex
Do you mind if I stroke you up
Baby girl, imagine that
Dripping that honey love, I'm a hit it hard from the back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh - just like that
Do your body like a real freak (have a little private)
Fiesta, fiesta
Somebody's girl is on my body
Naked, shaking
Etcetera, et cetera, et cetera
Hey baby

[Hook]

Ok, foreplay, that's childs play
Making love is my forte
Shots of you when I'm thirsty
Damn right, I'm a eat that pussy
Clothes all in the background
I give a back shot, I don't back down
She likes her hair pulled, that ass slapped around
And the neighbours screaming out
"Keep it down"

Baby turn on the red light tonight
Lil' mama, it'll be alright
I just wanna be all on you
Do it 'til we both can't move
Your body
Your hips, Your ass, girl
Sweat dripping on my body,
Like this my last girl
So tonight

[Hook]

[Outro: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Oh na na na na na na, down low, down low
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby baby
Keep it on the down low, down low

 

[fox69]

"Sorry"
(with Rick Ross)

"Sorry"
(with Rick Ross)



[Chris Brown:]
She's just perfect in every kinda way
But I don't think I can handle her pain
So messed up and I'm too busy just running my game
Oh, girl after girl, mistake after mistake
I tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bed
Gave you my word but they were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sex
I feel like shit, you know I ain't shit

[Chris Brown:]
Sorry, won't turn back the clock
Baby I took advantage cause I knew you
Wouldn't believe, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I know

[Rick Ross:]
We at the crib, she got her legs wrapped around my waist
Conversating, she lick every tattoo that's on my face
Like a thug, I just wanna fuck, that's every day
Temporary separations, confessing my mistakes
She packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurt
Get new pussy, but she can't tell me that it's real first
A lot of lies, apologized, the thirst real
When she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"
Rehab out in Vegas, I made this with Merc
Send the bottles to her table then made love on the jet
Temporary thrills, all these women you think I told you
My feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogs
I been a boss before I recorded Meek song
Mill and Cash on the gram, they trending meech home
In the D and my G he throwing that P stone
Every picture that you post we comment on each one

[Chris Brown:]
I'm just a typical ordinary nigga
But, I know that I can't change the rules
All this time I blamed you cause I know what I'm doing
Stepping on your heart again, relationship ruined
I tried to change but I'm always out, fucking around in the club
Pieces of my love letter tore up from this break up
My worst nightmare is riding my back, I wish I could wake up
I feel like shit, know I ain't shit but I'm

[Chris Brown:]
Sorry, won't turn back the clock
Baby I took advantage cause I knew you
Wouldn't believe, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I know

Life short and baby girl you deserve a winner
Every day the diamonds on you get bigger and bigger
Hustle from my heart so every night I can deliver
Saying sorry, layin' up, or way up in your liver
Boss, the red bottom's got you walking funny
Get you an asian, she balling and all she talk is money
Take her shopping, baby boy ain't no salary caps
She get it popping so you better bring battery packs
Perfect time to relax
Nothing is perfect other than me and the perfect match
They all watch me cause the moves I make out here they budget
Diamond district, six figures on my shorty nugget

[Chris Brown:]
I tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bed
Gave you my word but they were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sex
I feel like shit, you know I ain't shit

[Chris Brown:]
Sorry, won't turn back the clock
Baby I took advantage cause I knew you
Wouldn't believe it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I know