Chris Brown

[fox69]

"Wrist"
(feat. Solo Lucci)

"Wrist"
(feat. Solo Lucci)



[Intro: Solo Lucci & Chris Brown]
Wrist, drip, wrist, dip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin, drippin'

[Verse 1: Solo Lucci]
My wrist 'bout 30 below, why would I be worried 'bout hoes?
And if you ain't ever leaning, swerving in traffic, you ain't sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on 4's, diamond drippin', prolly sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold with so many women, think I'm pimpin' on hoes

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Cause my wrist still drippin', 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss
I'm a champagne pourin' nigga, I love big asses and tits (Show me them tities)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
No he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is?
You gotta come to my city, you gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers)
You should just come on the bed, I should just fuck you right now
Oh just forget what I said, I just be thinking out loud
Thinking out loud, thinking out loud
Can I hit in the mirror? Yeah, I wanna see your body clearer
Let's think out loud, think out loud
Got my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip

[Verse 3: Solo Lucci]
My wrist 30 below, it cost about 40
Get 50 on me, my neck is retarded
But nigga I don't get it, my bitch is a baller
But she from the streets so don't get us started
Handcuffs like I got arrested homie
Ferragamo's on me, got me flexin' on 'em
Mud, mud, I got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shining that's for VVS' only
Leanin' off Activis, tippin' on four, thinkin' 'bout winter how you just sleep on it like mattresses
But that's how it go, I'm gettin' that dough and I'm 'bout to count up like it's calculus
I got my name out that trappin' shit but I got the fame out this rappin' shit
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip

 

[fox69]

"Wrist (Remix)"
(with OHB)
(feat. Jeezy & Young Thug)

"Wrist (Remix)"
(with OHB)
(feat. Jeezy & Young Thug)



[Young Thug & Chris Brown:]
Wrist, tip, four, tip, four, tip
Wrist, tip, four, tip, wrist
It's Breezy, Tom Thugger
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, tip, four, tip, four
Yeah, yeah!

[Chris Brown:]
Cause my wrist still dripping, 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss
I'm a champagne pouring nigga, I love big asses and tits (show me them titties)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this

Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip

[Young Thug:]
Skrr, pull up in a Barbie
That's a brand new 16, 10-4
Excuse me, darling
Yeah, are you a nympho?
Baby are you for the police?
I ain't never ever got no info
Hoe, I'm sorry
In a nigga bitch mouth like Trident
I'mma, raise all the K's
AK's and SK's and Techs on my side
Better watch what you say
Cause I'm with that bullshit, I'm so ready to die
Right babe, what do you need?
I'm on the phone with my supplier
Bitch I'm armed like a sleeve
Don't get stuck with a knife

[Chris Brown & Young Thug:]
Bitch go ahead look at my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip

[Jeezy:]
She told me murk it baby, no problem
I'mma kill that pussy like OJ
Then I'mma turn her over, hit her from the back
Talk to her like my name Rappin' 4-Tay
Slang that dope, get codeine
Make your whole body numb
You can call me the marathon man
Bitch I make your whole body run
My wrist dripping, your bitch tripping
Yeah she on my pole, she moving like a stripper
Rolled a swisha sweet, got her in my bed
She was on my dick and I was on the liquor
Wrist 100K, clips is 50 rounds
Bitch you know my seats is peanut butter brown
God damn, must be the bread
Got me fucking up her lace fronts, gimme that head

[Chris Brown:]
Bitch go ahead look at my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip

 

[fox69]

"Wrong In The Right Way"
(with Tyga)

"Wrong In The Right Way"
(with Tyga)



[Hook - Chris Brown:]
It's 'bout to go down (Oh yeah)
Baby, you're gonna get your wish tonight
Lay it down, right here
Scream my name, baby I love you
Wherever you are, I'll be right by your side tonight
If you wearing panties taking 'em of, yeah
Imma do it wrong in the right way.

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown:]
(Okay, haha, look)
Now Imma do you wrong, in the right way
Fucking with the lights on, know you had a long day
Hold you nigga down, girl I fuck with you the long way
Pull up to your college, then I fuck you in the hallway
Real nigga, all day
You know I don't fuck with fakes
Said she on her period, she told me just to fuck her face
Real bitch, trill bitch, someone I could deal with
Feds try to run up in my crib, she hit the kill switch
She would never let me down, only wanna lift me up
When I got locked down in county, she was there to pick me up
Mind her business, know wussup
Purple sprite, she pour it up
Even bought a pound for a nigga, 'bout to roll it up
If the lights off in the club, niggas still gon' notice her
Gave my bitch my Lamborghini, nigga get your motor up
When I get that ass in my bed, Imma bust her head open
Her legs stroaking, got the whole bed soaking

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Tyga:]
You got that work, that pussy purr
That Lambo driver, she ride it, for sure
My chauffeur, know wussup, it's yours
I mean hers, she can concur
Baddest thing on this Earth
Let me take my time, Imma lick it first
Imma make it hurt, put it in the dirt... mmm
That's some crazy ass shit for you
And you know I got this hit for you, put this dick on you
Enjoy you, and I spoil you
Back and forth, in and out, no backing off
My shit don't harp, My lover love real don't dissolve
Bitches ain't loyal, one love
But they hot and cold
I swerve that deuce on 'em, baby like this dick cold
T-Raww got that flame doe
She want burgers in Bordeaux, stop giving that 'cause she mine doe
In this game you gotta find hope
I'm young and kingin', so you know what it is...

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Chris Brown:]
Let me kiss that body, when I get excited
When you scream my name, when you hit the notes
You gon' sound melodic
Baby girl just ride it
Show me something they can't see
Fuck me like you angry, playin' all of that K-Ci & Jojo
Them slow jams, we hold hands
Do that there like a stripper, on my dick she pole dance (Oh no)
It's going down, going down babe
Put it in reverse, flip it around babe
Yeah, 'cause we're one on one
Busting round after round like a gun
Doing all that freaky shit to me
I love the way you put it down babe
I like it, when I'm in and out, and you're making them sounds babe
And I want some more, it's about to go down

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Wrong Side Of The Tracks"

"Wrong Side Of The Tracks"


[Verse 1:]
Only 15 Minutes 'Til Ya Momma Comes Home From Work And I Know
That She Wouldn't Be Tickled Pink To Find Me Hurr (yeahhh)
Cause Even Though We Was Just Chillin And A Little Flirtin She Don't
Even Want Me Anywhere Near Her Baby Girl (oh no)

[Hook:]
So I Think I Better Leave
Grab My Coat Hat And Timbo's
And Bounce Through The Window
Cause The Last Song On The CD Was Skippin
And I Don't Want Ya Folks Catchin Me, You Trippin

[Chorus:]
Cause She don't Think
We're Old Enough To Fall In Love (In Love)
Cause She Swears That I'm From The Wrong Side of The Tracks
(But She Don't Even See)
She Don't See There's More To Me Than Just A Thug
(That I Ain't No Thug)
There's Nothing You Can Do When Opposites Attract
And It's Like That

[Bridge:]
All My Ladies In The House Tonight
Say Oooh... (Yeah)
Now If Ya'll Wanna Fall In Love With Chris Say
Oooh...
All My Ladies In The House Say Oooh...
(Aww Yeah That Sounds So Good)
Now Say Whoa... (ooh)

[Chorus:]
Cause She don't Think
We're Old Enough To Fall In Love (In Love)
Cause She Swears That I'm From The Wrong Side of The Tracks
(But She Don't Even See)
She Don't See There's More To Me Than Just A Thug
(That I Ain't No Thug)
There's Nothing You Can Do When Opposites Attract
And It's Like That

 

[fox69]

"X"

"X"


If you're only as good as the company you keep
Then I'm a blame you for what they say about me
(Free your mind, and let your conscience be free)
When I was by myself I was fast asleep
Since you came around I've been up for weeks
(Free your mind, and let your conscience be free)
Yi-yi-X, I've been with the wrong crowd
I can make you a believer, if I turn the nonsense down
I keep my secrets in a safehouse, better if I don't speak
Devil's tryna tempt me, they just outline my shape out
Place me at the crime scene
I can see from this high up, you ain't got a heart girl
Privacy is for the cheater obviously you're deceiving

[Pre-Hook:]
I know
I know just who you are
You put me on lay away
You just love to heart shop
I think that it's over
I think that it's over

[Hook:]
I swear to God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)
I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more
I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more
(I ain't tripping of you you you you)
I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more
(I ain't tripping of you you you)
I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more

[Bridge:]
You just start a fight, I ain't fighting back I'm cool with it
I, simply came here to party
Why, would I trip off that bullshit, when I'm on that good shit
I swear to God I'm moving on
(Mm, back up)

Substitute love for a better thing
I deal with my pain like a lonely child
I didn't build these walls for you to piss all on my past oh
Go ahead burn it down, I'm a build me another one
All these clouds...

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Ya Man Ain't Me"

"Ya Man Ain't Me"


[Chris Brown talking:]
Hey girl, whats up?
You've been going through it, huh?
Yeah, I know
And I know your man ain't been treating you right
but....your man ain't me
listen.

[Verse 1:]
Girl, I bet that he be actin' all cocky like
Like he deserve you, and you so lucky to be with him
Bet he be treatin' you rude always got an attitude
Like he's the only dude made for you, woah

[Pre-Chorus:]
But I bet he didn't count on, a little nigga like me comin' round
(Giving you things to think about cause I know whats up)
Since he ain't tryna step it up, don't you think you should give him up?
(Cause he ain't worth your love)

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping,
I know you got a man but girl he's slipping
I can see myself gettin' in where I fit in
I want you to see, just how much your man ain't me cause
He ain't fly, He don't even drive
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I'm your guy
I might be since he ain't being all that he can be
Baby please your man, your man ain't me

[Verse 2:]
Girl, I know that you be wishin' he was nothin' like
Like that playa type, and you so lucky to be with him
Wish that he treated you cool and didn't cheat on you
Like your just another girl in his crew, woah

[Pre-Chorus:]
But I bet he didn't count on (oh) a little nigga like me comin' round
(Giving you things to think about cause I know whats up, yeah)
Since he ain't tryna step it up, don't you think you should give him up?
(Cause he ain't worth your love)
(You need to stop tripping)

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping, (oh)
I know you got a man but girl he's slippin' (girl he's slipping, no)
I can see myself gettin' in where I fit in (I can see myself) (yeah)
I want you to see, just how much ya man ain't me cause (I want you to see)
He ain't fly, He don't even drive (he ain't' fly) (ohhh noo)
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I'm your guy
(in the middle of the night baby I'm your guy)
I might be since he ain't being all that he can be (being all that he can be no)
Baby please ya man, ya man ain't me

[Brigde:]
(Can you see)
You and him ain't meant to be together, life with me will be better
(Ohhh ohhh ohhh)
Yes, let him leave you'll be doing yourself a favor
Girl I'm just tryna save you--

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping,
(OH) I know you got a man but girl he's slippin' (girl he's slipping)
(and you know I can see it) I can see myself gettin' in where I fit in (I can fit in baby)
I want you to see (oh) just how much ya man ain't me cause (OH OH)
He ain't fly (He ain't fly no no) He don't even drive (He don't even drive)
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I'm your guy (in the middle of the night)
I might be since he ain't being all that he can be (I'm your guy) (he can be yeah)
Baby please ya man, ya man ain't me (ya man ain't me)

[Ending verse:]
Oh no your man ain't me no baby
(Oh no)
Oh no your man ain't me no baby
(he ain't me no)
Oh no your man ain't me no baby
(no no, no he ain't me, no he ain't me no he ain'y)
Oh no your man ain't me no baby

[GO UNTIL FADES OUT]

 

[fox69]

"Yeah 3x"

"Yeah 3x"


Move your body out on the floor
Put your troubles aside, start livin'
Anybody can let go
Throw away all your problems, 'cause right now it's party time

Girl, don't feel outta place
'Cause I, I'm in love with this feelin' now, now ah
Hope that this will last a while, we should make it last a while

You like to drink? Yeah
So do we, yeah
Get more bottles, yeah,
Bring 'em to me, yeah
Hold your glasses up, people everywhere
Now everybody put your hands in the air

Say yeah, yeah, yeah,
Girl, I wanna, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna see you tonight, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Girl, I gotta, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta see you tonight

Oh, oh, yeah, oh
Let me see your hands
Oh, oh, dance, oh
Tonight is the night

Next in the moment, can't believe
You're so beautiful feels like I'm in a dream
Baby we're going somewhere you've never been before
So take my hand and come with me

Girl, don't feel outta place
'Cause I, I'm in love with this feelin' now, now ah
Hope that this will last a while, we should make it last a while

You like to drink? Yeah
So do we, yeah
Get more bottles, yeah,
Bring 'em to me, yeah
Hold your glasses up, people everywhere
Now everybody put your hands in the air

Say yeah, yeah, yeah,
Girl, I wanna, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I wanna see you tonight, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Girl, I gotta, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta see you tonight

Oh, oh, yeah, oh
Let me see your hands
Oh, oh, dance, oh
Tonight, tonight is the night

All the pretty young things at the party,
Let me see your hands up
And if they mad and they don't wanna party,
Tell them shut the fuck up
So DJ turn it loud and watch me turn it up
Don't worry about it,
We here to party
So jump, jump, jump, jump

Girl, I wanna,
I wanna see ya tonight, yeah,
Girl, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
I gotta see ya tonight

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna see you tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight is the night

 

[fox69]

"Yo (Excuse Me Miss)"

"Yo (Excuse Me Miss)"


Whoa Whoa
Do do do do do
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Yo,
Tell me fellas have you seen her? (Seen her)
It was about five minutes ago
When I seen the hottest chick
That a young'n
Never seen before

I said Yo,
Tell her girls I want to meet her (meet her)
On second thought that ain't the way to go
I got give her game proper
Spit it so she'll get it
There she is I got to stop her

Or should I talk about her smile? (It's been said before)
Or what about her style? (Too obvious)
I'm out of time
She's out the door
I got to go for mine

I think I'll say

[Chorus:]
Yo
I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room
And I got to admit that you got my attention
You're making me want to say yo
I know you're trying to leave but excuse me miss
I saved the last dance for you
How I love to keep you here with me oh baby

[Verse 2:]
Now shorty grab hold of my hand
And let's pretend the floor is ours
You say you don't really dance

Don't worry about it
We'll just 1,2 step
1,2 step

Now if the music is moving too fast (too fast)
Grab my hand a little tighter (tighter)
Don't be afraid to move a little closer

Girl, there is something about you that makes me want to say

[Chorus (2x)]

[Breakdown:]
I want to be where you are
Ain't nothing wrong with dancing

Baby it's so romantic

Baby I can be in your heart

So many things I want to tell you
I think that I should start by saying

Yo
I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get it
There she is- I got to stop her

I know your trying to leave but excuse me miss
I saved the last dance for you
How I love to keep you here with me oh baby

[Spoken:]
Now everbody just clap your hands like this(like this)
Just clap your hands like this (woo like this)

And if your shorty in the house tonight
Just grab her by the hand homie
Make her understand you all was made to dance like this (like this)

You all was made to bounce like this (whoa like this)
Just let her know she was made for you.
And you want to do everything she want to man.

[Laughs]

Woo!

 

[fox69]

"Yoko"
(feat. Berner, Wiz Khalifa & Big K.R.I.T.)

"Yoko"
(feat. Berner, Wiz Khalifa & Big K.R.I.T.)



[Berner]
Bust a couple bands
Blow a 100 fast
I just made a hundred off of 50 pay
Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?
Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?
Round thing, yeah I’m on that loud thang
Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!
Yeah, I’m a stunna, nah, I ain’t Baby tho
Young dude with the lazy flow
Watch all these ladies go
Crazy when I pull up right beside em
I do a buck 30, I’m just into flying
I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I’m lighting
Bucket’s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..
I Call her Yoko Ono

[Chris Brown]
Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes
On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes
I got cash boy, I don’t care what you makin ho
50 thousand on my wrist: I’m feedin eskimos
Damn! Put VA on this shit
Buy 100 fuckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch
My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch
And you know I kill songs, it’s Burner, CB & Wiz
Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I’m on nigga
15 grand on a what, That’s just my phone, nigga
Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga
Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono

[Wiz Khalifa]
Shades on, Polo white T
Me leaving here alone? That’s unlikely
Not a stoner bitch, but she like me
Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies
They’re popping pills, I’m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Out the back, as ain’t no tags when I’m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don’t ask what it cost
I’m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em
And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y’all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin

 

[fox69]

"Young Love"

"Young Love"


Young love, love love.
A teenage love.
Young love.
A teenage love.
Young love, young love, everything I need, I got my young love.
Young love.
A teenage love

Tell me what's the definition of love.
It seems like everybody thinks they done figured it out but everytime they fall up in it,
They fall out, in and out it again
Tell me how they gonna know about us, telling me and you that we ain't even been around long enough
We can prove 'em wrong, show 'em how it's done, I know that we can do it

'Cause it's wilding out (we got that)
Forgiving (we got that)
If it's talking 'bout how we feeling (we got that)
If it's hanging out, keeping it real then (we got that)
Me and you know what the deal is

Since we ain't 21, they be trying to say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be trying to say we too young
I ain't saying that we trying to be grown, I'm just saying that we old enough to know
We got that young love, young love
We lucky 'cause we got that young love

It's crazy how all our friends say, that we gone, they still tryna figure us out, babe
'Cause we always together, and we don't gotta front, we ain't pretend, girl
And you know a couple of them gone hate, talk behind your back, smile up in your face

Girl we can prove 'em wrong show 'em how it's done and girl I know we can do it because

'cause if it's wilding out (we got that)
Then forgiven
If it's talking bout how we feeling (we got that)
Just hanging out, keeping it real then (we got that)
Me and you know what the deal is

Since we ain't 21, they be trying to say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be trying to say we too young
I ain't saying that we trying to be grown, I'm just saying that we old enough to know
We got that young love, young love

We can hit a show, kick it on the block, everywhere we go, we know that we got that young love, young love, young love
Just talking on the phone, laying at the spot, no matter what we do, they know they can't stop that young love, young love, young love
(you're my young love baby)

Since we ain't 21, they be trying to say it ain't love
'Cause we can't hit the clubs, they be trying to say we too young
I ain't saying that we trying to be grown, I'm just saying that we old enough to know
We got that young love, young love

Young love, young love everything I need I got my young love (young love)
Young love, young love everything I want I got in my young love
[2x]