Chris Brown

[fox69]

"Speedin'"
(feat. Rick Ross)

"Speedin'"
(feat. Rick Ross)



[Rick Ross:]
Legendary, runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh, Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account, my account can't count up all my money in an hour,
cause it's comin too fast and I'm scared it won't last, look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance,
Oh MAN (cleaner), speed got my heart racin, see I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation ceasar salad,
ceasars palace, you not a boss little cause your cheese is garbage, in the benz ak ridin shotgun,
it's a benz cause your broke til you got one, it ain't nothing do 100 in the maybach,
throwin money out the roof mother mother brake pads.

[Chorus:]
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, I'm speedin,
I can't stop it's all I know, from a youngin I was taught get doe, I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin.

[Verse 2:]
See people came lookin for me I got ghosts see the west coast close and up in the montrose
Big money boss major
American idol, I got fans like fantasia
Read between the lines or yo a** like fantasia
Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him
I'm a mosh I'm weevin no no but I'm speedin
Staring at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best
50 50's running out of time ricky ross
I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece ya I a bought a wheels like deals for the dime beats

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Sittin in the living room watching the grammys wishing that was me that was on the grammys
All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me
I was a d turmin I'll thirty shoe's of hillfiger
Homey help me out cause this boy is a drug dealer
Nap time cause my gift grew wings and now I'm flying down like the cool crew winds
Kells and ross on the hollywood scene red carpet and it's smellin like green
Now foss ? cause I got paid off calabra was the hit poppin on b boss

[Chorus]

We fly I think somebody followin we hear the helipad widya bish ?
You worth fifteen million baby don't try to blow it all in one week
Overseas boss (I'm speedin I'm speedin)
I'm a fly away on you haters
And I came up so fast movies, endorsements, films... we own things... boss

 

[fox69]

"Spend It All"
(feat. Se7en & Kevin McCall)

"Spend It All"
(feat. Se7en & Kevin McCall)



Go 'head, do ya dance
I know you see all of this money in my hand

And if you keep doing it for me
Imma spend it all [x2]

Just got my check I'm bout to spend it on the whole club
Half of these niggas can't pay rent after it's ova
Two chicks me, hit bipolar
Jamaican-Indian chicks they totem pole up

The way you move ya body girl
Make me wanna feel ya body girl
Girl I know you want it, ain't no change for all these hundreds
I'm about to make it rain, they should change your name to stormy
Girl you know my dick's enormous
Girl I love your performance
She said she was from New Orleans
Tryna sting her like a hornet
Upgrade her, that's a bonus
Her booty that's what I'm bonin'

Go 'head, do ya dance
I know you see all of this money in my hand

And if you keep doing it for me
Imma spend it all [x2]

It's alright, it's OK
Girl just keep poppin' that booty in my face

And if you keep poppin' that booty
Imma spend it all [x2]

Let's go, my eyes shit cause her booty all in my face
I touch, no computer she in myspace

Damn look at mami lose it watch her girate
Breezy up in this bitch like a vibrator

V.I.P. with 2 of them
Got 2 cheeks use your booty for the A.T.M.
Credit cards, take off your bra have a menage
Particular, vehicular, call me the sarge

Grown booty from the A-Town
Pull her hair, can't see nothing from the waist down
For them dollars make her holler like "whoa"
And my transactions got them Jacksons, Michael

You corny rappers can't be serious
Cause deep down we know you pussy, period.
So now it's back to getting more hoes
You niggas lack delivery, Digiorno

Go 'head, do ya dance
I know you see all of this money in my hand

And if you keep doing it for me
Imma spend it all [x2]

It's alright, it's OK
Girl just keep poppin' that booty in my face

And if you keep poppin' that booty
Imma spend it all [x2]

I'm feeling myself, done had a couple drinks, I start to feeling myself
I start to dance up on ya feeling under your belt
I need a tipper, when I'm dancing you put the money on my thighs
Just watch me real low but Imma need a little more if Imma take it all off
Need you to dig in your pocket it's deeper
You say you a spender, then put your money where your mouth is

Go 'head, do ya dance
I know you see all of this money in my hand

And if you keep doing it for me
Imma spend it all [x2]

It's alright, it's OK
Girl just keep poppin' that booty in my face

And if you keep poppin' that booty
Imma spend it all [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Start It Slow"

"Start It Slow"


Think I met a bad girl out in LA
I fell in love with her on the first date
She got queen written all over her face
When she gotta go, I just tell her to stay, got a nigga sprung
The way you move your body, girl you make me wanna love ya
She the only one after I hit it, I just wanna cuddle
She call me daddy, she ain't never had a father but I'm cool with her mother
She gon' have a baby when we fucking, we ain't never use a rubber

We gon' take our time and do it right, do it right
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here
Girl you know that pussy belongs to me, you know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow and I'mma speed it up

Sauvignon Blanc, we gon' drink the whole bottle
I'mma pop a molly cause you know it make me tear it up for hours
Pussy so wet, squirting on a nigga she done gave me a shower
Then I put it all in, all in and she get a little louder, oh
Smacking on the booty she done came 'bout three times
She gotta go to work in the morning, so tonight is our free time
And when she get her ass off of work, I'mma take her on a G-5
All around the world, that's my girl we the best when we hide

We gon' take our time and do it right, do it right
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here
Girl you know that pussy belongs to me, you know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow and I'mma speed it up

Wanna spend the rest of my life with her
She my ride or die, hold it down for me, that's my nigga
You can get it all from me, I got a wedding ring for you baby
All I need is for you to say one word and that's "Yes"
We go anywhere you wanna go
Making love in Italy all way to Monaco
Looking at the water when we pull up to the coast
And a candlelight dinner, celebrate and make a toast
Then it's to the bed, you just tell me when to go
Doing all that freaky shit that's for grown folks
Kissing on that pussy, know you need a little more
All my heart and all my love

We gon' take our time and do it right, do it right
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here
Girl you know that pussy belongs to me, you know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow and I'mma speed it up

 

[fox69]

"Started From The Bottom (Freestyle)"

"Started From The Bottom (Freestyle)"


Black Benz
You repent
Give a fuck about this paper
Say you're girl is a fan now that bitch up at my table
Everyday the same cycle
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the swishers and these bitches we gone pull an all nighter
Doing this shit for VA
Two hundred on the freeway
They blowing up my phone cause they tryna get a 3-way
This shit looking like a relay
She already chose cause it's too many niggas but it's not enough hoes
Goddamnit I know you can't stand it while I discommand it
I do damage and she pull her panties down to the floor she let me cut
Think I needa bend it
Drop the pussy bend it
If yo nigga tripping 40 on him
tell me when to go
I put five hundred thousand on you
Why you rented four
If that shit is yours
Then what it's tented for
Throw that westside up
With them lamborghini doors
And I step right up
I make it rain I make it pour huh
Who a low-life
Nigga get it straight
All this ice
In ya face
All this money
I don't need a safe
How you talking money to a fucking bank
Now throw a couple bands on it
Walk the plank, walk the plank
Yea stand on it
That's your bitch, I'm sorry she put her hands on it
I know you hating
But you know you a fan homie
Okay I love them asian, Love them red dots
She give me brains what I call her headshots
Them white girls say they love tupac
It's hella back bitches all up on this white yacht
Yea because its snapbacks and tattoos
Girl take them tights off
Gone let that ass loose
This a tax write off
You I'm that dude
And my flow is ewrr like that pink thing on that baboon
Shitty, My niggas with me riding for my city
Got Virginia on my back
My autograph across her titty
Pop that pussy like I pop a wheelie
Always beatin, I committed
On the dick acting silly
Gone girl get it, get it
Fuck being low-key
I be on that loud pack
All this smoke up in the air
Can't see where the crowd at
Thinking you gone drink for free
Bitch I can't I allow that
Real nigga section
Bitch you are around that

 

[fox69]

"Stereotype"

"Stereotype"


Why are my hands bleeding?
I think I know why, I've been holding on
To the words from your every lie
Fool me once, shame on you, baby
Fool me twice, should have know that there would be problems girl
With you
But I thought

[Pre-Hook:]
You were different my baby
Now I see you're just like the rest
Thought you were different my baby
You've become my biggest regret

[Hook:]
I'd really hate to label you a stereotype
I'd really hate to label you a stereotype
I'd really hate to label you a stereotype
Stereotype, stere-stereotype
Stereotype, stere-stereotype
Stereotype, stere-stereotype
Stereotype, stere-stere-ere-ere-o

Can't blame you
You were only being yourself
I fell in love with someone that I barely knew, why?
Fool me once, shame on you, baby
Fool me twice, should have know that there would be problems girl
With you
But I thought

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Strip"
(feat. Kevin McCall)

"Strip"
(feat. Kevin McCall)



[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Take it off I wanna love you and everybody wanna touch you
You movin right wanna see what's up under then back it up, beep beep like a trucker.
Nice thighs, nice waist, and you know I can't forget about your face
But don't none of that matter I'm about to make your pockets fatter

[Chorus:]
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now cause it's late, babe
Girl I just wanna see you strip, girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip God damn you're sexy (for meeee)
God damn you're sexy! (babbyyy) God damn you're sexy!
Girl I just wanna see you...

[Verse 2:]
Got my shades on with my J's on in the club with a pocket full of ones
This girl, booty out of control there she go up and down the pole
Which one I'm take home get my freak on if you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking
You think I'm playing, no I'm not let me see you back it up and drop
Yeah, I wanna see your legs in the air baby don't worry about your hair or those tracks
I don't give a damn about that in the club they're playing my song,
Turn it up, play it all night long If you think you can, and you know you can
I'm a give you all this money money money

[Chorus:]
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now cause it's late, babe
Girl I just wanna see you strip, girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip God damn you're sexy (for meeee)
God damn you're sexy! (babbyyy) God damn you're sexy!
Girl I just wanna see you...

[Verse 3: K-Mac]
Pants, shirt, you can take it off, panties, bra, you can take it off
Red bottom heels, you can take 'em wait, wait, leave 'em on, cause I like my woman tall!
Got a hot momma, you're hotter than a sauna I wanna peel them clothes off your body like a banana
The only reason I dress you in that designer is to get you out that dolce and gabbana!
I throw this money up, she watch it all fall, toot that thing up for a boss
Anything you're wanting baby, you can have it all,
Starting with my last name now they call you Mrs. McCall

[Chorus:]
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now cause it's late, babe
Girl I just wanna see you strip, girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip God damn you're sexy (for meeee)
God damn you're sexy! (babbyyy) God damn you're sexy!
Girl I just wanna see you...

 

[fox69]

"Stuck On Stupid"

"Stuck On Stupid"


[Verse 1:]
Am I crazy? Am I foolish?
Just a little too into you
That's for sure
(Ooh babe)
But your beauty,
That is in me
Makes me forget about your faults
You do no wrong
Ooh woah ooh oh hoh oh

[Bridge:]
They say everybody plays the fool sometimes
And if I got to,
I don't mind
I'll be the best damn fool for you,
No lie
And girl I loose it every time

[Hook:]
There's something about you, baby
And I swear that it drives me crazy
I'm stuck on you baby,
Stuck on you baby
And I might need help,
Cause I can't think of nothing else
You got me stuck on stupid,
Stuck on stupid for you
Look what you do to me

[Verse 2:]
It's confusing,
How you do it
It's like you take my heart and glue it to your soul,
Yeah baby
And I'll do anything for you,
Ooh you know that much it's true
Girl I'm so in love,
I'm stupid

[Bridge]
They say everybody plays the fool sometimes
And if I got to,
I don't mind
I'll be the best damn fool for you,
No lie
And girl I loose it every time

[Hook]
There's something about you, baby
And I swear that it drives me crazy
I'm stuck on you baby,
Stuck on you baby
And I might need help,
Cause I can't think of nothing else
You got me stuck on stupid,
Stuck on stupid for you
Ooh ooh ooh
Look what you do to me

[Verse 3:]
If you told me to go rock climbing
To prove my love to you
You know I would've died trying
Got everything to lose
I'm gon' try to play it cool
The stupid things I do,
I do it for you

[Hook]
There's something about you, baby
And I swear that it drives me crazy
I'm stuck on you baby,
Stuck on you baby
And I might need help,
Cause I can't think of nothing else
You got me stuck on stupid,
Stuck on stupid for you
Look what you do to me

 

[fox69]

"Substance"
(with OHB)
(feat. HoodyBaby, Tracy T & Young Lo)

"Substance"
(with OHB)
(feat. HoodyBaby, Tracy T & Young Lo)



Right now you want OHB, yeah

Let's talk about something, girl I need your acceptance
You're making assumptions, but you know it's nothing
The liquor keep calling, you know I need more
It's 99 problems, can't take anymore, I'm 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4
Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through
Only high bitches in the bedroom
Pop a Xan, watch me get loose
Throwing all of these bands for you

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Girl who do you fuck when I ain't in the city?
Driving me crazy, way over the limit
My homies, they say that I'm tripping
Fuck it I'm tripping, I'm crazy, I'm whipping
My heart is racing, this shit is amazing
This neck just the bandages
How did our love end up like the Kennedy's?
Mixing up drugs, yeah I got the remedy
Damn, you fucking the enemy
I gave you the best of me
Showed her how to trap out the bando
And left her the recipe

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance abuse, substance from you
Thousand dollar tab, baby this I bought food
This a 2 seater baby, you can't car pool
Got the old school move, like the car new
Bands low, never make a girl spend it with me
When she gone, I get it back, make her spend another 60
Still cold hearted, say it's cold hearted
She shotgun, I drop the top lid and her hair blow
Them heels got you walking like you on the runway
No paper, we got the game like the arcade
Wonder which, I know you're gonna make it right for me
Put the pussy on the flight, make it tonight for me
And baby, I jump in that foreign
She hop in that passenger
She gon' work, she lowkey in the Acura
Bitch ain't cuffing, your boy still a bachelor

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

4 in the morning, I'm thinking of you
Just got the ceiling, I'm pouring it through
How can I deal with this substance abuse?
I'm only asking this all cause of you
These Xannies got me tripping right now
Girl your love is like a Perc, my heart itching right now
See them flashes of your face, I wanna kiss you right now
But I know it's just the drugs that got me tripping right now
Tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground
Favorite groupies, jealously, I thought you would stay 'round
Guess it's back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms
I can't feel my face and I'm losing my vision

Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you
Substance, substance, substance, substance
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

In recover, rehabilitating for you
Teach me a lesson, I'm drug testing, making all the moves
We both getting fucked up, what's your excuse?
A new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose
Bitch I'm sipping, you steady tripping and policting
Taking vacations with your bitch, why she ain't posting pictures
I can lead her to that water if she wanna listen
If she don't drink, she gon' drink, I'm still gon' fuck some bitches
You know that pussy my addiction
She driving my stick, tryna fuck up my transmission
I'm pissed off, withdrawals just fucking up my pimping
Take a picture nigga, see how I'm living
Ain't going back to prison, I got felonies, dismissing the case
A couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe
Hella bitches, hella bitches pile up in the Wraith
Hollywood with the cameras all up in your face

 

[fox69]

"Swallow Me Down"
(feat. French Montana)

"Swallow Me Down"
(feat. French Montana)



Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink

Uh, I blow your back out, I get it right to the trophy
This how I live, you know I live in the moment
All of that ass can't even fit in the camera
Swallow me down, it's hard to swallow this hammer
You know the plan, baby you're good with no hands
Swallow a rich nigga baby, just swallow these bands
I make it rain, I make you swallow that rain
Swallow me down, there's room for two on this thing

What you been sipping on lately baby?
No chaser, we drink it from the bottle
What you been tipping on lately baby?
I get to licking, that pussy be dripping so I drink, drink, drink, drink

Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
You ain't do this in a minute, I'mma be tripping
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
Gimme that batch, girl I'mma make you a winner, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down

Swallow me down, let me make love to your mouth
If we can't do that, then girl what we talking about?
Swallow me down, I bet your hero a zero
Swallow me down cause you need this Robert DeNiro
I like your face, girl I might give you my babies
I been to your crib, the people don't know that you crazy
I know you been fucking, I know what it is
I want that ass and them tittles, don't care if they real

What you been sipping on lately baby?
No chaser, we drink it from the bottle
What you been tipping on lately baby?
So I'll drink, drink, drink, drink

Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
Swallow me down
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
Gimme that batch, girl I'mma make you a winner, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down

[French Montana:]
Swallow me down, swallow me down, shawty was fun, she swallow me now
Fresh out the trap, flip like I'm Goldie, Obama the Rollie, live for the moment
I won't lease what I'm owning, I ride like it's stolen
Roll up a Phantom, 4 in the Phantom, came in the Phanton, sniper no Ghost
Loaf in the carol, Ceasar cabana, left in the slammer, ride with the toast
Shawty gon' swallow, record a album, shawty was fronting now shawty gon' gobble
Came out the bottom, drink out the bottle, California love with the shit you get high with
I tell her she gon' be my bottom bitch, flying problem, fuck a condom
She wanna strip, took her to Vegas, she on a power trip
Making a living sucking dick and modelling, she giving paper to me like the lottery
I'm feeling way up, she hella fine with no make-up
Breakfast in bed, she be giving me head when I wake up, she swallow

[Chris Brown & French Montana:]
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down, drink, drink, drink
If you wasn't fucking with me then, don't fuck with me now
Swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down
Baby gimme that batch, girl I'mma make you a winner
Baby swallow me down, you gotta swallow me down

[Chris Brown & French Montana:]
Say my name when I pull out, vodka, cocaine and no powder
Pussy wet, fresh out the shower
Rolls came with a driver, shawty too fake to be honest
All that bitch want is them commas, knowing a nigga want is that money and power
All these women I done made, tired of making bitches famous
Tired of giving bitches names, falling in love can get dangerous
Please don't give your mind to nobody, help with that brain, I mean your body
Got a sickness, I got hoe problems, yeah I can flex but she don't swallow

 

[fox69]

"Sweet Caroline"
(feat. Busta Rhymes)

"Sweet Caroline"
(feat. Busta Rhymes)



[Verse 1:]
Oh mother, sweet Caroline
Feels like you shot me with a 38 or a 45
And my hearts bleeding baby
Can't feel my legs I'm paralyzed
I know you just in it for the moment
So I'll enjoyed the ride

[Hook:]
Eyes start rolling in
The back of my head
Girl I'm already gone
I can see all of nothing
What's happening
Can't even look at your face
Girl I'm fading away
Girl your drug is automatic

[Chorus:]
Higher than a fan
One sip of that, lights out
I'm just floating above the clouds
It really feels like life
Sweet love of mine
Ohh
You're my sweet Caroline
My sweet Caroline

[Verse 2:]
Oh baby I'm down
As long as you do the same
I'll try the same shit
Right now, Right now
Baby tell me when you start to feel it
Damn ya fine
Yeah baby
Just let go of all the emotion
All the emotion
Just let it out
Flow with me

[Hook:]
Eyes start rolling in
The back of my head
Girl I'm already gone
I can see all of nothing
What's happening
Can't even look at your face
Girl I'm fading away
Girl your drug is automatic

[Chorus:]
Higher than a fan
One sip of that, lights out
I'm just floating above the clouds
It really feels like life
Sweet love of mine
Ohh
You're my sweet Caroline
My sweet Caroline

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Here I go
When I step up in the spot like another block
When the nigga drop stop, you ain't even got a clue
Regularly man, a man that need to be seen
Medically tell me what you really wanna do
Generally niggas think they better than me boo
Niggas really tryna put they foot up in my shoe
That's right I'm independent, I don't really understand it
That's when I let 'em down, I'm tryna get a better view
Genuinely see the way I regularly choose
Whack niggas bitch, I'm up to legendary view
Something from benal they already really knew
Instead of tryna fuck you need to get a better crew
Lights out, switch, I came up real close
Didn't know I back down, I don't wanna let it go
Damn folks, Shawty wanna stand close
When a nigga bang those and I really blow
I didn't really wanna knew it
Then what? He gets a nigga that be flowing like a fluid
And I can damage a nigga, get every time on that, nigga
Get up on, it's nothing
We know the thing, we really do it
And ain't nothing really to it
Pull up, stop
How bout a drop top? Then I'm out, I got my glock cocked
It's always you that's over here
You not hop on the mic on a wrong black knock
Ya'll niggas know what it is
And you know the way I put it down for em
That's right, got em loose
And it ain't nothing baby girl,
You can see the grap on em
Now ya'll don't really want to get a better note
Fireworks, nigga I be givin em a show
Let me chill though I really met a pretty little hoe
Make her bounce on me but a nigga gotta go

[Chorus:]
Higher than a fan
One sip of that, lights out
I'm just floating above the clouds
It really feels like life
Sweet love of mine
Ohh
You're my sweet Caroline
My sweet Caroline