Chris Brown

[fox69]

"Back 2 Back"

"Back 2 Back"


[Voice mail:]
Hey You Reached Jessica
I'm Not In Right Now
But If You Leave a Message
I'll Call You Right Back

[Chris Brown:]
Baby,
I Called You Three Times, I Left Text Messages,
Emails...
I Mean What I Gotta Do To Get To You...
I Mean It's Like...
What's So Important You Can't Pick Up The Phone...
I Mean Come On...
I Can't Deal With It...
Call Me Back...

[Verse 1:]
Lately
More and More I Been Feelin Some Kind Of Way
And I Ain't Crazy
I Know You Got Those Texts From Me
(Got 'Em From Me, whoaa)
But It's This Thing
That We Been Goin Through
Is Somethin Wrong With You? (With You)
All It's Doing Is Makin Me Remember
How We Called It Quits
Girl I'm Too Young For This
When You...

[Chorus:]
When You Turned Away From Me
Makes Me Think That I Should Jus Leave
Go Back To Bein The Same Ol G
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here Back To Back
Oh I...
Don't Want You Mad At Me
Snatchin The Covers
Actin Like You're Asleep
When You Know You're Up, nooo
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here Back To Back

[Verse 2:]
All Night Long
I Find Myself Tryna Get Away
And That Ain't Right, nooo
Lookin Through My Phone
Tryna Remember Her Name
That Would Only Make It Worse
We Try To Talk Through Our Problems
But It Takes More Than Words
Said It Don't Even Bother Me
But I Swear It Hurts
When I Said I Didn't Wanna Go Through The Same Shit
This Is What I Meant, ohhh...

[Chorus:]
When You Turned Away From Me
Makes Me Think That I Should Jus Leave
Go Back To Bein The Same Ol G
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here Back To Back
Oh I...
Don't Want You Mad At Me
Snatchin The Covers
Actin Like You're Asleep
When You Know You're Up, nooo
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here, Back To Back

[Bridge:]
I Thought About It, Got My Bags Now I'm Bout' To Roll
You Standing There Screaming
(Please Don't Go)
Too Late (No Excuses)
I Swear I Can't (Do This)
Don't Wanna Go Through This No More (No More)
Now I Know What It Means To Really Have It (Bad)
But I'm Laying This Bed And Looking At Your (Back)
(Your Back Yeah)
Ohh Girl (Oh Girl)
That You Gon' Make Me Believe
That You Gon' Change For Me (Oooohhh)

[Chorus:]
When You Turned Away From Me
Makes Me Think That I Should Jus Leave (Just Leave Ohhh)
Go Back To Bein The Same Ol G
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here Back To Back
Oh I...
Don't Want You Mad At Me
Snatchin The Covers
Actin Like You're Asleep
When You Know You're Up, nooo
Girl I Don't Wanna Lay Here, Back To Back

 

[fox69]

"Back Out"

"Back Out"


[Verse 1]
Came here on a mission with one thing on my mind,
Yeah I came here alone but I'm leavin here with a dime (shawty your a dime, your so fine)
Ooh girl you got my full attention and its somethin bout you, girl the way you wind it up
Make me wanna get behind you so want you girl...

[Chorus]
Girl the club about to close come over here,
Right now I'm headed to my car and to the crib
And baby we can leave pronto and go into my condo
You gon black out tonight
Blow yo back out (out out) [4x]
Blow yo back out

[Verse 2]
Imma make sure that you feel me put your ankles where your hands be,
And I'm all up on you (all up on you) tryin to put you to bed
Ima do it in my boots, your stilettos you can leave em' on,
Ima dog, Ima dog gimmie a bone
Act like we makin babies, sexin you soo crazy or don't forget bout before
Play with me I promise I will make it go ooooo, when I'm lovin you its like I'm swimmin in a pool
You know what it is, girl give me a kiss and I'm happy that you came thats a double meanin'
Ima sleep sleep sleep your kittys like a lullaby I'm soo glad that I'm in that

[Chorus]
Girl the club about to close come over here,
Right now I'm headed to my car and to the crib.
And baby we can leave pronto and go into my condo
You gon black out tonight
Blow yo back out (out out) [4x]
Blow yo back out

[Hook]
Whats ya name? Whats ya aim? Hit me later on and maybe we can hang
You can call your girls, Ima call my boyss, I'm choosin em' tonight and your my choice come on

[Chorus]
Girl the club about to close come over here,
Right now I'm headed to my car and to the crib
And baby we can leave pronto and go into my condo
You gon black out tonight
Blow yo back out (out out) [4x]
Blow yo back out

 

[fox69]

"Back To Sleep"

"Back To Sleep"


I know it's late, I know it's late
And baby I can't focus (focus, focus, focus...), focus (focus, focus...)
I just flew in to town today
I'm hoping that you notice (notice), did you notice? (did you notice?)
I just posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding, stands

I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around 'bout 3: 30
Usually you done by one, so baby when I wake you up

Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no (no, don't you talk)
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl rock you back

Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm coming through to meet ya, oh yeah, to meet ya oh
I know you're almost half asleep but you know how much I need ya
Girl I need ya, oh
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh

I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around by 3: 30
Usually you're done one, so baby when I wake you up

Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no (no, don't you talk)
Baby just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you

Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know you want me, how you feel me cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl

Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, and rock you back

Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love

 

[fox69]

"Back To Sleep (Remix 2)"
(feat. August Alsina, Miguel & Trey Songz)

"Back To Sleep (Remix 2)"
(feat. August Alsina, Miguel & Trey Songz)



[Verse 1: August Alsina]
I just wanna rock you all night long
Believe me when we both want your love
I wanna get into you so deep I'm touching your soul
No holding back, baby, let go
I'm about to hit that, it's 'bout to make you climax
All that you can get back to sleep soon
Or you can take the day off so that I can stay off in it
You can stretch up to the roof
Let me dive deep in your mind
Ain't got time, you're lost and I feel it
I know you're ready for this sexual healing

[Chorus: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Oh, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Don't stop it now, don't stop it now
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back

[Verse 2: Miguel]
Deep, babe, I know exactly how to treat you
Fuck you like a poet, babe
You're nasty and I know it, babe
I'm talking mind sex, cause I'll fuck your mind first
Then I fuck you crazy, you'll come every time, baby
You know daddy's home, baby, you know that's right
Spit on it, choke, grab on your throat, cum for me, beg for it
Baby, I got that bomb dick
Tell your sister and your mom that I don't beg
Cause I fuck you like I hate you
But I kiss you like I miss you
Ooh, you got that jacuzzi and I got that Messi for you

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Miguel]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Open up, open up, baby girl
No, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Baby, I know it's late, yeah
I've been so frustrated
Today's been a little bit hard on me
And I just had to call and tell you I'm missing you
Oh, all the things I'll do to you once I get in the room
I hope you're in the mood
Just leave the keys to the door the same place you left them before
I'll be there around 4, you know what I came for
Oh, baby, assume the position
We 'bout to try every position
Play your games, tomorrow you gon' have to redo them braids
Cause I'mma sweat 'em out
Baby, spread 'em out
You know what to do with them legs and I know what to do with this head
Cause you got all of the right features
Baby, you're wet as the Caribbean beaches
I wanna dive all in your sea
Girl, let me fuck you back to sleep

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Rock you with the D, girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back

[Outro: Chris Brown]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Go to sleep in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
And rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya
Ain't sorry, 'bout to fuck
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love

 

[fox69]

"Back To Sleep (Remix 3)"
(feat. Tank, R. Kelly & Anthony Hamilton)

"Back To Sleep (Remix 3)"
(feat. Tank, R. Kelly & Anthony Hamilton)



[Intro - Tank:]
Oh, yeah, it's the general
Come on, kick it off one time, yeah

[Verse 1 - Tank:]
Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body
Yeah, who else gon beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody
Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice, yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank all his life
Yeah, he fell in love after only one night, yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice
You always let me in, I got that slick talk
Keep that good wood on me, you loving the stick talk, stick talk
Used to think that we were so the same
I'm all real R&B, these other niggas lame
I'm a wake it up, you got the cake batter
Shit, I'm a bake it up
Put you back to sleep, baby girl no picture
No hoe shit, cause I'm a real nigga

[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back

[Verse 2 - R. Kelly:]
Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah, blah, blah
Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots, shots, shots
Hit it from the back on my end tops
But now I'm sober, so baby girl turn over oh
Bout to go down, something like a drop top
Taste so sweet I'll be calling that a Pop Tart
Just let me rock
You get some sleep, I'll drive
Yeah, I'm pimping in it, 12 Play gang
Gangsta leaning in it, going crazy
I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy
Every time we freaking, baby just let me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Anthony Hamilton:]
Hop up in that eating on, but I'm really all into you
Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should
Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa
Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl I'm gonna put it on you
And I'm here to represent girl
Baby lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it
And I'm here to put it down girl
Let me work on you, go to work on you

[Chorus]

[Outro - Chris Brown:]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love

 

[fox69]

"Back To Sleep (Usher & Zayn Remix)"
(feat. Usher & Zayn)

"Back To Sleep (Usher & Zayn Remix)"
(feat. Usher & Zayn)



[Usher:]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Usher baby
Oooh, oh oh oh
I'm gonna love you, yeah
Baby, oooh, oh oh oh
Soon as I touch you there

Come and ride on me like the waves
I flip the pages cause I wrote the book on the way how to sex you up, sex you up
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby I'll show you the way that I sex you up or I could lick you up and down 'til you say
You love how I eat on that pussy, just might go put a tat on that pussy
That's says Usher, Usher, there's no other, other
Damn girl, yeah you got that juicy, love when I make you cum, I make it gushy
Don't want any other, other, I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again, I be so deep in you, beat it up again
Girl come and sit on my tongue again cause I love to taste you yeah
I can tell you been eating your pineapples, girl your pussy taste like pineapples
Girl when I hit your G, you feel like you gon' be, baby cum for me

[Chris Brown & Usher:]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you back

[Chris Brown:]
Now where you been, it's been a year
Baby I ain't seen you, you know I miss you
Baby let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more
But I just wanna tell you I'm sorry
For fucking 'round with Keisha and MaKayla
For all the Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me
Yeah baby don't test me
You know I'll do it
You want me to say your name girl?
Okay, Karrueche!

Just let me rock, I'mma fuck you back to sleep girl
Oh don't talk to me girl, don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back

[Zayn:]
Baby just stay comfortable, I want you as you are
Baby just lay there naked waiting for me
Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's about to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So baby when you're feeling like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splitting your knees, don't worry that's me
I'm over here putting work in
Baby you ain't gotta tell me what you want

[Chris Brown:]
Just let me rock and let me love you baby, fuck you back to sleep girl, oh
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl and rock you back

Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back

 

[fox69]

"Bad"
(feat. Soulja Boy)

"Bad"
(feat. Soulja Boy)



[Soulja Rap:]
She bad, like a student in detention
Walk inside the club and my chain just glistenin
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em yeah I got Chris wit me
I bet I drank the bottle 'til that bitch empty
Gucci belt plus Louis when I hop up out my phantom
Turn my swag on, all the girls think I'm handsome
I maybe in my lambo or my jet, it doesn't matter
she bad, she bad, she bad, but she's badder

[Chris Verse:]
She lookin at me, I'm thinkin that she, that she bad than a mother
She staring at me, i'm thinkin that she, she a fine mothersucka
She a fine mothersucka, and I think I love her
Ooh I think she likes me, I'll keep her through the summer
Ride me like a wave, have you screamin cawabunga
Bubble bootylicious, make a nigga wanna pop her
Let me know just how you want it (oh oh oh oh)
Watch how quick i get up on it (oh oh oh oh)
Once I get up on yo body (oh oh oh oh)
Shawty I'ma keep it rockin

[Chorus 2x:]
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do

[Verse 2:]
She lookin at me, I'm thinking that she, that she bad than a mother
That juicy booty, got me thinkin, that's she the daughter of a trucker
She's the daughter of a trucker, booty like a mac truck
Pull up to her bumper, love the way she back it up
Say I got alot of talk, shawty I can back it up
When I put it on her, shawty just can't get enough
Let me know just how you want it (oh oh oh oh)
Watch how quick I get up on it (oh oh oh oh)
Once I get up on your body (oh oh oh oh)
Shawty I'ma keep it rockin

[Chorus 2x]

[Soulja Boy Rap:]
Man she so beautiful, she so super straight
In the club gettin dollars, yeah she gettin paid
She bad, she bad, she badder
Hop up in my jag my jag my jaguar
Pull up in my jag with the ice cream paint
I need a $150,000 just to watch me blink
Baby girl fine and her outfit paint
Let's leave this club, heavy to my place
I'm like man she so beautiful, she so super straight
In the club gettin dollars, yeah she gettin paid
She bad, she bad, she badder
Hop up in my jag may jag my jaguar

[Chorus 2x]

 

[fox69]

"Ballin"
(with Tyga)
(feat. Kevin McCall)

"Ballin"
(with Tyga)
(feat. Kevin McCall)



[Chorus: K-Mac]
Ballin Like A Bitch, You Can't Tell Me Nothin'
Cause I'm Ballin Like Bitch
(Uh-Uh-Huh) Filthy Ass Rich
Swimming In This Money
Cause I'm Ballin' Like A - Ballin' Like A
Ballin' Like Bitch, B-B-Ballin' Like Bitch, (Uh-Uh-Huh)
Filthy Ass Rich, Swimming In This Money
Cause I'm Ballin' Like A - B-Ballin' Like A

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Look, BBC Hat Clean Diamond Snap Hook
Take A Picture With It, Like It's My Last Look
Gold Mac Book, Cost $100, 000 G's
I Don't Fuck With Rats, I Throw Away The Cheese
I'm Ballin' Baby, You See This Nigga Shine
I'm Running Shit (CB laughs) Finish Line
K-Mac Cook That Beat, I Eat Like It's Dinner Time
Awards Show Gimme Mine, Loud And Clear (Intercom)
Listen Up, I Show You How To Stunt
Pocket Full Of Money, You Should See What's In The Trunk
That Bass Got that Bump, That Shit That Make You Jump
Ballin' Like I'm Bitch, Throw It Up, Slam Dunk
V-Neck Like A Quedo, Rollin' Dice In The Casino
Three Bad Chicks Rollin' Trips (Cee-Lo)
What's Done Is Done, Ain't No Coming Back
I'm Ballin' Like A Bitch, Roger That, It's Breezy Baby

[Chorus: K-Mac]
Ballin Like A Bitch, You Can't Tell Me Nothin'
Cause I'm Ballin Like Bitch (Uh-Uh-Huh) Filthy Ass Rich
Swimming In This Money Cause I'm Ballin' Like A, B-Ballin' Like A.
I'm Ballin' Like A Bitch, Ballin' Like A Bitch
B-B-B-Ballin' Like A Bitch, Watch Me Do My Shit
Cause I'm Ballin' Like A Bitch, Ballin' Like A Bitch, Ballin' Like A Bitch, Watch Me Take Your Shit.

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Uh, Snap Back, Nigga Back Up In This Bitch
Throwing By The $100's Watchin' Strippers Do The Splits
Go On Hit That Flex, I Ain't Trippin' On The Bitches
Probably, 1 out of a 10 In California, I Ain't Hit
Bitch, I'm Raw Smell That Shit,
Hold Your Jaw Up In Your Lips
Get A Silly Straw, Have A Sip [laughs]
Mo'Fuckin' Tyga, She Ain't Met Me, Then She Lying
I Pull That Rocker Out Nigga, David And Goliath
Melt Your Fuckin' Face Boy, Like That Nigga On The Wire
Them Niggas Washed Up Need A Dryer, Dry 'Em
Free My Brother Weezy, Now We Back Up On Your TV,
I'm Rollin' At 250 Speedin' Me My Nigga Breezy
Right Behind Me, Range-Rove, T-Real ?
Bunch A Bad Bitches Tongue Tied And Bitches What It Do?
It's Young Money Till The Death Bed
If Anything, We The Best ? And It's Probably... This

[Chorus: K-Mac]
Ballin Like A Bitch, You Can't Tell Me Nothin'
Cause I'm Ballin Like Bitch (Uh-Uh-Huh) Filthy Ass Rich
Swimming In This Money Cause I'm Ballin' Like A, B-Ballin' Like A

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I'm Ballin' Like A Bitch, Ballin' Like A Bitch
B-B-B-Ballin' Like A Bitch, Watch Me Do My Shit
Cause I'm Ballin' Like A Bitch, Ballin' Like A Bitch,
Ballin' Like A Bitch, Watch Me Take Your Shit.

[Beat Fades]

 

[fox69]

"Banjo"
(with Tyga)

"Banjo"
(with Tyga)



[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor

[Chris Brown:]
Pull up, nigga creeping
Colder than a motherfucker
Guess it's ho season (bitch)
Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you
With these lights off, give a fuck about your features
I'm tryna fuck
If it's one on one gimme that eye soap
But if it's two of ya'll I'm a let the dice roll
It's the weekend, I could tell you been freaking
Cause you popping Miley Cyrus and you twerking with your eyes closed
Go figure, skinny nigga with a suit on
Bunch of bad bitches
Yeah, they like me nigga, who don't?
Drop top, everything
We party like the roof gone
A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap)
Tell 'em hold that
If you looking for liquor, better lick up
My liquor zing and you know that
Bitches looking for a sponsorship, cha-ching, cause I sponsor shit
Bitch I throw racks
Fucked up, got me dancing on the floor
Tryna dance in that pussy, tell me when to go
I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me this bitch about to blow up

[Hook x2]

[Tyga:]
Ain't shit but model bitches over here
I'm a nigga with money bitch, let's make that clear
You here with a elf ear, hoes in stock over here
And the price going up by the year
It's a good year, baby on my blimp shit
You too defensive and sensitive, that's on some mental shit
No sense in lingering, can't count on you niggas man
Only count Benjamins, yeah, he my closest friend
My wrist's a risk, ice the bitch
Like it's sprained and shit, I'm the nigga, nigga
Yes he is, the flyest with three yes' is
I take that pussy and ransom it, Mel Gibson that
When I hit the block, better have your banger
That's my babe, she don't talk to strangers
She fold it closed, we ain't gon' ever hang
Beat the box like manana-bing, manana-bang-bang-bang

[Hook x2]

[Chris Brown:]
She was bomb but she wanted me to pay for it
Alley-oop bitch, you know a nigga play whores
I play with pussy, girl you know that I'm a playboy
Clap, clap, clap then she make that booty make noise
Man, she make that ass wobble like a monster
Twerk something, hurt something, damn, I'm a need a doctor
A bitch with some real hair straight up out the projects
And she turn her phone off from all them niggas she be dodging
She ain't loyal, I brought her head
She don't give a fuck about nothing but her bread
But when I dance in that pussy do the running man
While all these other niggas fucking with Juwanna Man
I'm throwing all of this money and I'm advancing these strippers
I got my hand on the pussy, she got her hand on my zipper
She started going to work, my shit got hard as a missile
Then she said she had a twin, I started fucking her sister

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bassline"

"Bassline"


[Intro:]
Leggo

[Verse 1:]
The wheels on the Bugatti go 'round-'round-'round
Tappahannock in V.A., yep, that's my town-town-town
If you wanna, we can do this, girl, right now-now-now
You're a model? I got bottles, pour it down (yikes)

[Pre-Hook:]
Ay girl, tell me what you're taught
Pretty motherfucker, I'm a put you on the wall now
Ay, girl, you can get it all
Cause I know you like the way my beat go
Beat go beat go beat goooo
Ay girl, tell me what you're taught
Pretty as a, pretty as a picture on the wall now
Ay, girl, you can get it all
Cause I know you like the way my beat go

[Hook:]
(Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
(B-b-baseline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna make it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Said them girls like (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-b-b-bassline)

[Verse 2:]
I-I-I-I'm winning, you heard about my image
But I could give a flying motherfuck who's offended
T-t baby, if I go any harder
I'm get you out your guarda, but you're somebody's daughter
But I just wanna know you wanna get it the way that I do
And if you with it, just bring your friends, cause they're loving the crew
I like your piercings, your attitude, girl, and all your tattoos
So come get it with it, leave with me and take this key to my room

[Pre-Hook:]
Ay girl, tell me what you're taught
Pretty motherfucker, I'm a put you on the wall now
Ay, girl, you can get it all
Cause I know you like the way my beat go
Beat go beat go beat goooo
Ay girl, tell me what you're taught
Pretty as a, pretty as a picture on the wall now
Ay, girl, you can get it all
Cause I know you like the way my beat go

[Hook:]
(Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
(B-b-baseline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna make it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Said them girls like (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-b-b-bassline)

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, I'm getting money, I'm a name my price
Thousand bottles, on these models; nigga, this ain't your night
Frank mule got a nigga chillin', how the bitch feel with ice
My bassline to her waistline, a nigga 'bout to bust them pipes
I'm wildin', money piling, two dime twins when their thighs bend
In a way I can make Bruce Lee want to throw the towel in
Man, life is just so glorious, you could never worry us
You niggas just be playin' then gravy in notorious
I said them girls in the front, bet that Breezy make 'em jump
Over here we got that loud, over there they got this bump
Boy, we do this every night, you got to save up for a month
And you just say I'm blowing smoke, but nigga, I'm just being blunt

[Hook]
(Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
(B-b-baseline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna make it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Said them girls like (Bassline)
Girls like my (Bassline)
Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)
(B-b-bassline)
Shake it to my (Bassline)
Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)
Get butt naked to my (Bassline)
(B-b-b-b-bassline)

[Outro:]
Do it
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