I know it's late, I know it's late
And baby I can't focus, focus
I just flew in to town today
I'm hoping that 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, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Sex 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 I might just reach 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, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Baby just hold on tight to me, girl
Sex 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, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Sex you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, sex 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, sex you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Chris Brown - Royalty Album Lyrics
Chris Brown - Royalty Lyrics
Writer: Christopher Maurice Brown, August Rigo, Anderson Hernandez, Allen Ritter, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Mark Pitts
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Fine By Me
She doesn't call before midnight, if at all
Oh, she never stays to watch the night turn to day
But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
She's like the wind, she comes and goes and again
All of my friends think I'm a fool, silly them
But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care
She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
You a freak, and it's fine by me
You a freak, and it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
Oh, she never stays to watch the night turn to day
But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
She's like the wind, she comes and goes and again
All of my friends think I'm a fool, silly them
But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine in the broad daylight
But you just use me baby, anyway you want
I wish you were mine but
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care
She knows I can take her there, afterwards she just don't care
She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off
She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down
She only loves me when no one's around, one's around
She only loves me cause I put it down
You a freak, and it's fine by me
You a freak, and it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
Writer: SEAN DOUGLAS, ALEXANDER IZQUIERDO, JORDAN KENDALL JOHNSON, STEFAN JOHNSON, IAN KIRKPATRICK, TALAY RILEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Wrist
Wrist, drip, wrist, drip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist skrr, skrr, tip, four tip, wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin, drippin'
My wrist 'bout thirty 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
'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
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
No, he not ballin' like us, who the f*ck 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 f*ck 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
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
My wrist thirty below, it cost about forty
It's fifty 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
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's, tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist skrr, skrr, tip, four tip, wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin, drippin'
My wrist 'bout thirty 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
'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
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
No, he not ballin' like us, who the f*ck 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 f*ck 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
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
My wrist thirty below, it cost about forty
It's fifty 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
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist drip, 44's, tip
On my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
Writer: Bobby Turner Jr., Caleb Nordelus, Christopher Brown, Christopher Dotson, Floyd Bentley, Lucci Solo, Lyirca Anderson, Michael Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Make Love
I wanna make love, yeah
I wanna make love to you baby, that's all I wanna do, oh girl
I can't get enough, ooh yeah, hey
I'm loving you baby, that's all I wanna do
Girl I wanna love you, baby
Oh I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, woah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah baby, girl you look so good
You're all I can think about, the only one I can't be without, yeah
Everything you do, woah, oh no
Girl I swear I have no doubt, I'm gon' make you scream and shout
Girl I wanna love you, baby
Yeah I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, yeah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Baby girl, give me some, give me some loving, oh yeah
I love the look on your face when I'm deep in love
All I need in my life, girl is your loving, yeah
Girl give me some, give me some loving, oh
Girl I wanna love you, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Girl I now wanna make love to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl I now wanna make love to you
Wanna make love to you
I wanna make love to you baby, that's all I wanna do, oh girl
I can't get enough, ooh yeah, hey
I'm loving you baby, that's all I wanna do
Girl I wanna love you, baby
Oh I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, woah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah baby, girl you look so good
You're all I can think about, the only one I can't be without, yeah
Everything you do, woah, oh no
Girl I swear I have no doubt, I'm gon' make you scream and shout
Girl I wanna love you, baby
Yeah I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby, yeah
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Baby girl, give me some, give me some loving, oh yeah
I love the look on your face when I'm deep in love
All I need in my life, girl is your loving, yeah
Girl give me some, give me some loving, oh
Girl I wanna love you, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah
I said baby, baby, baby
I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah
Girl I now wanna make love to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl I now wanna make love to you
Wanna make love to you
Writer: CHRISTOPHER MAURICE BROWN, KEVIN L. MCCALL, MICHAEL STEVENSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Liquor
There's something in this liquor
The air is getting thicker
I can't help but to stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
Tell me what did you slip up in my cup?
Girl, cause I want you, oh yeah
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here
There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
There's something in this liquor girl, I'm looking at your figure woah
I just want to see you strip right now, baby let me help you work it out, oh
Girl you look so good, I just want to get right to it, oh
I could beat it up like-like a real nigga should, baby when we do it, woah
There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou, drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
There's something in this liquor
There's something in this liquor girl
The air is getting thicker
I can't help but stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
What did you slip up in my cup girl?
Cause I really want you
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here, woah
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
All I wanna do is drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
Drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
The air is getting thicker
I can't help but to stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
Tell me what did you slip up in my cup?
Girl, cause I want you, oh yeah
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here
There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
There's something in this liquor girl, I'm looking at your figure woah
I just want to see you strip right now, baby let me help you work it out, oh
Girl you look so good, I just want to get right to it, oh
I could beat it up like-like a real nigga should, baby when we do it, woah
There's something in this liquor (oh yeah)
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
All I want is you-ou-ou-ou, drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
There's something in this liquor
There's something in this liquor girl
The air is getting thicker
I can't help but stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do?
What did you slip up in my cup girl?
Cause I really want you
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here, woah
All I wanna do is drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), drink, drink and (f*ck)
Drink and (f*ck), and (f*ck), and (f*ck)
All I wanna do is drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
Drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
Writer: Antonio Stith, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, Omega Shelton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Zero
I thought we were great
You took your love back and ran us off track
I count all the days,
'Til you would come back, how stupid was that?
Now you're missing what we used to have
Guess the vodka brought the feeling back
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really want to know
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned and runned
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
Wake up with a dime
Get up to no good better than you could
Go out, free our minds
Like you never would, never understood
Now you're missing what we used to have
You been creepin round my Instagram
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
Broke back then but a nigga rich now
Got dollars, got euros, got yen, I got pounds
Zeros, zeros
Calling me up cause your bank check bounced
My new chick one hundred
And she got her own dinero, zero
You think I'm thinking about your ass?
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give,
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
You took your love back and ran us off track
I count all the days,
'Til you would come back, how stupid was that?
Now you're missing what we used to have
Guess the vodka brought the feeling back
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really want to know
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned and runned
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
Wake up with a dime
Get up to no good better than you could
Go out, free our minds
Like you never would, never understood
Now you're missing what we used to have
You been creepin round my Instagram
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
Broke back then but a nigga rich now
Got dollars, got euros, got yen, I got pounds
Zeros, zeros
Calling me up cause your bank check bounced
My new chick one hundred
And she got her own dinero, zero
You think I'm thinking about your ass?
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero
I thought you were the one, then you turned around
Found somebody better, like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give,
(Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero)
That's how many f*cks I give
Writer: TALAY RILEY, SEAN DOUGLAS, MATTHEW BURNETT, TUSHAR APTE, RILEY BELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
I know you probably never had somebody
Loving you like I do, someone that's there for you
Don't judge ya 'cause I know we only human
I must be stupid babe, letting you slip away
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, no longer need to hide
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
I wish that you could see you like I see you
It's like that you're no good, you're just misunderstood
Now it's my job to make you a believer
Them boys ain't like this man, can't love you like I can
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, no longer need to hide
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
I know you probably never had somebody
Loving you like I do, someone that's there for you
Don't judge ya 'cause I know we only human
I must be stupid babe, letting you slip away
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, no longer need to hide
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
I wish that you could see you like I see you
It's like that you're no good, you're just misunderstood
Now it's my job to make you a believer
Them boys ain't like this man, can't love you like I can
If you show me all your flaws, I'll show you mine
I'll claim your baggage, no longer need to hide
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
Lemme get it like
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
'Cause I'mma love you anyway
Writer: Andrew Robert Hey, Barry Dewayne Bradford, Christopher Maurice Brown, Darius Gabriel Logan, Dominique Daniel Logan, Lisa Scinta, Taylor Monet Parks
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Picture Me Rollin
Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don't love 'em, and you know I don't cuff 'em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna f*ck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they loving, they love to
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them cops, you know we like too far, woah yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worred 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna f*ck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they loving, they love to
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you?
Picture me rollin', aw yeah
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don't love 'em, and you know I don't cuff 'em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna f*ck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they loving, they love to
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them cops, you know we like too far, woah yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worred 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna f*ck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they loving, they love to
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you?
Picture me rollin', aw yeah
Writer: NATHANIEL HALE, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, WARREN GRIFFIN III, COMPOSER AUTHOR UNKNOWN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Who's Gonna (Nobody)
Baby tonight it's gonna get nasty
I want you at the tip of my tongue, all down your body, no
My face is your pony ooh, and I want you to ride it
So I can drink your rivers down, you quench my thirst babe, no
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Climb up on my mountain, oh 'til I reach your valley
Damn your walls they fit like a glove, 'til you rain on me, yeah
Sending us in slow grind, feels so good I make her morning cry
I'mma grab your wait and pick that ass up and make you lose control
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I'm the type of nigga f*ck up your life once I get in the pussy
'Cause I hang with them killers that really be shooting
You don't answer my call, I'mma hop out them bushes
And I creep to your window like "F*ck is you doing?"
I'm feeling like a stalker, girl you know I'm crazy, that pussy amazing
I dive in your waters, let me get you 'til the morning
I say you be popping your pussy, you tell me you innocent
I know when I see friends with benefits
You know my Cartier friends got limo tints
But I can see through the attitude and silly shit
Girl no don't do that no more, took her out the car, right on the hood
We was f*cking like animals, yeah
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I want you at the tip of my tongue, all down your body, no
My face is your pony ooh, and I want you to ride it
So I can drink your rivers down, you quench my thirst babe, no
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Climb up on my mountain, oh 'til I reach your valley
Damn your walls they fit like a glove, 'til you rain on me, yeah
Sending us in slow grind, feels so good I make her morning cry
I'mma grab your wait and pick that ass up and make you lose control
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I'm the type of nigga f*ck up your life once I get in the pussy
'Cause I hang with them killers that really be shooting
You don't answer my call, I'mma hop out them bushes
And I creep to your window like "F*ck is you doing?"
I'm feeling like a stalker, girl you know I'm crazy, that pussy amazing
I dive in your waters, let me get you 'til the morning
I say you be popping your pussy, you tell me you innocent
I know when I see friends with benefits
You know my Cartier friends got limo tints
But I can see through the attitude and silly shit
Girl no don't do that no more, took her out the car, right on the hood
We was f*cking like animals, yeah
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Writer: Brandon Hodge, Chris Brown, Daryl Simmons, Dominique Logan, Fitzgerald Scott, Gabrielle Nowee, Keith Sweat, Kenneth Edmonds
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Discover
This time she's really out my life, oh
I know I gotta get her back
Just need one night to hit it right, oh
But I can't get her alone, no
Know she deserves to up and leave
If it was me, I'd do the same
I see that girl, look like she hopes
So I'd be damned to let it go
Damned to let it go
I discover, discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover
That I love her
Ooh, that will get her back
I'm guessing this is where it ends
(You don't even pick up for a nigga)
I know she's calling all her friends
(If they don't like me, f*ck y'all bitches)
They probably tryna take her out
(All in the VIP so they can take a picture)
And tryna find her ass a man
(Shit)
Make a nigga mad (ha)
'Cause she know I heard it
She know that I heard it, I heard it, I heard it
Yeah, she know I care, she know that I care
I can't understand, know I treat you bad
But you don't get me back like that, no, no
Oh, oh
I gotta get my baby
Girl, don't leave me
All this crazy shit that you been dealin' with
You probably hate me, ayy
'Cause baby, if you cheated, I couldn't handle all that
To know that another nigga is making you smile like I
Discover (I know), discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, whoa, yeah
I discover, discover
That I love her
Ooh, that will get her back
I can't breathe, yeah
Can't breathe, can't breathe, yeah
Girl, let me breathe again
Breathe again
Let me breathe again, oh
I can't breathe (wee-oh, wee-oh)
Can't sleep (wee-oh, wee-oh)
Can't dream (wee-oh, wee-oh)
So weak, girl
Gotta get you back
Gotta get you back
Can't think, oh gee
I discover, discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover
That I love her
Oooh, that will get her back
Wee-oh, wee-oh
Wee-oh, wee-oh
Wee-yeah, oh
Get you back, get you back
Can't think, girl
Oh gee, oh
I know I gotta get her back
Just need one night to hit it right, oh
But I can't get her alone, no
Know she deserves to up and leave
If it was me, I'd do the same
I see that girl, look like she hopes
So I'd be damned to let it go
Damned to let it go
I discover, discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover
That I love her
Ooh, that will get her back
I'm guessing this is where it ends
(You don't even pick up for a nigga)
I know she's calling all her friends
(If they don't like me, f*ck y'all bitches)
They probably tryna take her out
(All in the VIP so they can take a picture)
And tryna find her ass a man
(Shit)
Make a nigga mad (ha)
'Cause she know I heard it
She know that I heard it, I heard it, I heard it
Yeah, she know I care, she know that I care
I can't understand, know I treat you bad
But you don't get me back like that, no, no
Oh, oh
I gotta get my baby
Girl, don't leave me
All this crazy shit that you been dealin' with
You probably hate me, ayy
'Cause baby, if you cheated, I couldn't handle all that
To know that another nigga is making you smile like I
Discover (I know), discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, whoa, yeah
I discover, discover
That I love her
Ooh, that will get her back
I can't breathe, yeah
Can't breathe, can't breathe, yeah
Girl, let me breathe again
Breathe again
Let me breathe again, oh
I can't breathe (wee-oh, wee-oh)
Can't sleep (wee-oh, wee-oh)
Can't dream (wee-oh, wee-oh)
So weak, girl
Gotta get you back
Gotta get you back
Can't think, oh gee
I discover, discover
I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover
That I love her
Oooh, that will get her back
Wee-oh, wee-oh
Wee-oh, wee-oh
Wee-yeah, oh
Get you back, get you back
Can't think, girl
Oh gee, oh
Writer: Christopher Maurice Brown, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Jamal F Jones, Jocelyn Donald, Richard Braun, Steven Rehbein
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Little Bit
Shawty, swing my way, put that ass all in my face
Round and round above my head, swing that ass and shake a lil
Baby you've been on that pole too long, too long
And girl I'm tryna take you home
I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl? I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
I hope you well rested now cause I'mma eat it up, make sure you work that mouth
Girl I heard you got the best head, you know my girl's locked up
We gon' turn this party up at her best friend's house, everybody got me tipping
She told me that she got a twin and I just wanna put the tip in a little bit
I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl? I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
Oh baby, scream my name, put that pussy in my face
Wrap your legs around my head, swing that ass like a chandelier
Baby you've been all alone too long, too long
Baby girl I gotta bring you home
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
Round and round above my head, swing that ass and shake a lil
Baby you've been on that pole too long, too long
And girl I'm tryna take you home
I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl? I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
I hope you well rested now cause I'mma eat it up, make sure you work that mouth
Girl I heard you got the best head, you know my girl's locked up
We gon' turn this party up at her best friend's house, everybody got me tipping
She told me that she got a twin and I just wanna put the tip in a little bit
I ain't tryna play with it, if you want it come get it
It ain't nobody business what I'm 'bout to do with it
Can I leave with you girl? I won't waste your time
Girl I gotta tell you what's been on my mind
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
Oh baby, scream my name, put that pussy in my face
Wrap your legs around my head, swing that ass like a chandelier
Baby you've been all alone too long, too long
Baby girl I gotta bring you home
Can we take it in a little bit?
Don't be shy, just a little bit
Sex and Hennessey, get you wet just a little bit
You ain't gotta stay the night, you can leave in a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit
Writer: LYRICA NASHA ANDERSON, FLOYD EUGENE BENTLEY, CHRISTOPHER MAURICE BROWN, CHAZ JACKSON, DOMINIQUE DANIEL LOGAN, GABRIELLE NOWEE, ORLANDO WILLIAMSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Proof
Yeah, you know it's hard
Hard to trust me and hard to love me
You know what it's gon' take so stop playing with your boy
Stop acting like I never made changes for your sake
Why flipping the script won't mean that she forte, cyeah
We gotta fix this here baby, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, been through some shit this year
You been working tryna up your net worth, shawty
Doing the leg work, shawty
'Fore you leave, give me sex first shawty
I gotta get you wet first, shawty, naw naw
You gotta love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
You got my heart, this proof nah nah nah
How could you ever cut me loose? Nah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Damn, girl you better stop it
You told me tell them other girls to stop calling and I did
Always think I'm with another broad when you're not here
It's the truth, why would I lie to you? What are you doing? Worry 'bout what I'm doing
Say you got that proof, girl you blind to it, I'mma pour it baby
Had to let you know it baby, thought you knew it all
Chopped down, screw it up, guess I have to slow it up for you this time
Yeah always thinking 'bout you and I, don't ever question if I'm down for you and I
Cause girl you know I'm down for ya
Whenever shit got deep, I woulda drowned for ya
Come be a queen, I got this crown for ya
I love all the way that I'm chucking downs for ya
You better love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Oh no no, bounce with it oh
I'll come out to Fruittown with it, 500
Her body calling my name, oh
Say my name, say my name baby, oh
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Hard to trust me and hard to love me
You know what it's gon' take so stop playing with your boy
Stop acting like I never made changes for your sake
Why flipping the script won't mean that she forte, cyeah
We gotta fix this here baby, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, been through some shit this year
You been working tryna up your net worth, shawty
Doing the leg work, shawty
'Fore you leave, give me sex first shawty
I gotta get you wet first, shawty, naw naw
You gotta love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
You got my heart, this proof nah nah nah
How could you ever cut me loose? Nah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Damn, girl you better stop it
You told me tell them other girls to stop calling and I did
Always think I'm with another broad when you're not here
It's the truth, why would I lie to you? What are you doing? Worry 'bout what I'm doing
Say you got that proof, girl you blind to it, I'mma pour it baby
Had to let you know it baby, thought you knew it all
Chopped down, screw it up, guess I have to slow it up for you this time
Yeah always thinking 'bout you and I, don't ever question if I'm down for you and I
Cause girl you know I'm down for ya
Whenever shit got deep, I woulda drowned for ya
Come be a queen, I got this crown for ya
I love all the way that I'm chucking downs for ya
You better love me and baby we can call it a truce
You know I don't got shit to prove
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Oh no no, bounce with it oh
I'll come out to Fruittown with it, 500
Her body calling my name, oh
Say my name, say my name baby, oh
This is something you always do
You know I only give my love to you
Ain't got a God damn thing to prove, nah nah nah
Yeah that's my blood, she proof, nah nah nah
Girl I'm not tryna win or lose, ah nah nah
Here's your proof, nah nah nah
Writer: DONALD DEGRATE, RICHARD HAILEY, BRYSON TILLER, CHRIS BROWN, ASKIA FOUNTAIN, AUSTIN OWENS, IRVIN WHITLOW, JAMES FOYE III
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
No Filter
I swear I got no filter (no filter)
I swear I got no filter (no filter)
This juice got me loose
Ain't no use in holding ? On the run
Slurring words, it's got a mind of its own
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
I got a limo round my waist, put that milkshake in my face
Girl we f*ck the night away
Lick your lips, girl that's my taste
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give I got no filter, no filer
I'm out of f*cks to give
Put you on now with no filter
You know I don't give a f*ck, ha
King bed in my room tell me 'cause it can improve
Let me get you slip and sliding
Skinny dipping, scuba wilding
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
I see that donk, tasty romp
And it make me wanna hump
All night, all night, I just gotta go all night
When I'm on one yeah
Dripping on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
I got no filter, no filer
I'm out of f*cks to give
Put you on now with no filter (I got no filter)
Juice got me loose, ain't no use in holding
Juice got me loose, but I gotta go all night
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, I wanna eat that pussy, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
(Put you on now) with no filter
I got no filter, I got no filter
Ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
Lick your lips, girl that's my taste when I'm on one
I swear I got no filter (no filter)
This juice got me loose
Ain't no use in holding ? On the run
Slurring words, it's got a mind of its own
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
I got a limo round my waist, put that milkshake in my face
Girl we f*ck the night away
Lick your lips, girl that's my taste
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give I got no filter, no filer
I'm out of f*cks to give
Put you on now with no filter
You know I don't give a f*ck, ha
King bed in my room tell me 'cause it can improve
Let me get you slip and sliding
Skinny dipping, scuba wilding
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
I see that donk, tasty romp
And it make me wanna hump
All night, all night, I just gotta go all night
When I'm on one yeah
Dripping on one
I'm really on one, I'm really on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
I got no filter, no filer
I'm out of f*cks to give
Put you on now with no filter (I got no filter)
Juice got me loose, ain't no use in holding
Juice got me loose, but I gotta go all night
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
When I'm on one, when I'm on one
When I see that ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
I swear I got no filter, I wanna eat that pussy, no filter
I swear I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
I got no filter, no filter
I'm out of f*cks to give
(Put you on now) with no filter
I got no filter, I got no filter
Ooh I just might
Why is it so wrong if it feels right?
Lick your lips, girl that's my taste when I'm on one
Writer: AFSHIN SALMANI, CHRISTOPHER MAURICE BROWN, DEWAIN NEVINS WHITMORE, ILAN KIDRON, JOSHUA CUMBEE, JOSHUA KISSIAH CUMBEE, MARK KEVIN PITTS, NATALIE MAREE DUNN, NATT DUNN, TERENCE COLES
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Little More (Royalty)
Baby tonight it's gonna get nasty
I want you at the tip of my tongue, all down your body, no
My face is your pony ooh, and I want you to ride it
So I can drink your rivers down, you quench my thirst babe, no
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Climb up on my mountain, oh 'til I reach your valley
Damn your walls they fit like a glove, 'til you rain on me, yeah
Sending us in slow grind, feels so good I make her morning cry
I'mma grab your wait and pick that ass up and make you lose control
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I'm the type of nigga f*ck up your life once I get in the pussy
Cause I hang with them killers that really be shooting
You don't answer my call, I'mma hop out them bushes
And I creep to your window like "F*ck is you doing?"
I'm feeling like a stalker, girl you know I'm crazy, that pussy amazing
I dive in your waters, let me get you 'til the morning
I say you be popping your pussy, you tell me you innocent
I know when I see friends with benefits
You know my Cartier friends got limo tints
But I can see through the attitude and silly shit
Girl no don't do that no more, took her out the car, right on the hood
We was f*cking like animals, yeah
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I want you at the tip of my tongue, all down your body, no
My face is your pony ooh, and I want you to ride it
So I can drink your rivers down, you quench my thirst babe, no
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Climb up on my mountain, oh 'til I reach your valley
Damn your walls they fit like a glove, 'til you rain on me, yeah
Sending us in slow grind, feels so good I make her morning cry
I'mma grab your wait and pick that ass up and make you lose control
I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no
It's gon' be the greatest sex you ever had in your life
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
I'm the type of nigga f*ck up your life once I get in the pussy
Cause I hang with them killers that really be shooting
You don't answer my call, I'mma hop out them bushes
And I creep to your window like "F*ck is you doing?"
I'm feeling like a stalker, girl you know I'm crazy, that pussy amazing
I dive in your waters, let me get you 'til the morning
I say you be popping your pussy, you tell me you innocent
I know when I see friends with benefits
You know my Cartier friends got limo tints
But I can see through the attitude and silly shit
Girl no don't do that no more, took her out the car, right on the hood
We was f*cking like animals, yeah
Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody
Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby
Who's gonna f*ck you like Breezy? Nobody
Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh
Writer: Nicolo Arquilla, Daniele Autore, Jason Boyd, James M. Giannos, Christopher Maurice Brown, Dominic J. Jordan
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing
Day One
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
First off, baby that's loyal, most of these girls ain't royal
And that's why you know I'm gon' spoil and I'd do anything for you
Need your hair done, I'd fix it, want a new bag, I'd get it
Girl you look good, let me kiss you, I wanna spend this money up with you
Pop a couple bands for the rent, take it, that's money well spent
That's for all the money you spent, that's for all the money you lent me girl
Everything that I been through, I ain't 'bout act brand new
Real friends, only got a few and real talking, baby, you the truth
Oh, if you ask me if I got you, you know what the answer is
You know it girl
Girl you damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
Baby I can tell your future, drop top, girl let me scoop you (scoop you up)
And I don't wanna ever, ever lose you, real chick, baby, I salute you
Everything that I been through, I ain't 'bout act brand new
Real friends, only got a few and real talking, baby, you the truth
Oh, if you ask me if I got you, you know what the answer is
You know it girl
Girl you damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
You are the reason why I don't f*ck with you niggas
Only the homies from day one
Call up my baby cause we ain't talk in a minute
Name saved as bae in my phone
Give her a minute, when she come over we kissing
She my day one, only one better than all my bitches
Pussy too good when I bang I'm on a mission
Body to body when we changing up positions
I'm like a prodigal, I pick her like eeny meeny miney mo
Hop out the plane like Geronimo, I lock her down like Guantanamo
I give that pussy a taste, put that shit all in my face
She likes the Codeine and the J, baby girl all I can say
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
First off, baby that's loyal, most of these girls ain't royal
And that's why you know I'm gon' spoil and I'd do anything for you
Need your hair done, I'd fix it, want a new bag, I'd get it
Girl you look good, let me kiss you, I wanna spend this money up with you
Pop a couple bands for the rent, take it, that's money well spent
That's for all the money you spent, that's for all the money you lent me girl
Everything that I been through, I ain't 'bout act brand new
Real friends, only got a few and real talking, baby, you the truth
Oh, if you ask me if I got you, you know what the answer is
You know it girl
Girl you damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
Baby I can tell your future, drop top, girl let me scoop you (scoop you up)
And I don't wanna ever, ever lose you, real chick, baby, I salute you
Everything that I been through, I ain't 'bout act brand new
Real friends, only got a few and real talking, baby, you the truth
Oh, if you ask me if I got you, you know what the answer is
You know it girl
Girl you damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
You are the reason why I don't f*ck with you niggas
Only the homies from day one
Call up my baby cause we ain't talk in a minute
Name saved as bae in my phone
Give her a minute, when she come over we kissing
She my day one, only one better than all my bitches
Pussy too good when I bang I'm on a mission
Body to body when we changing up positions
I'm like a prodigal, I pick her like eeny meeny miney mo
Hop out the plane like Geronimo, I lock her down like Guantanamo
I give that pussy a taste, put that shit all in my face
She likes the Codeine and the J, baby girl all I can say
You've been down for me
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And you've been riding for me girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
I knew you had my back girl
Since day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one
And I love you for that, you're
My day one, day one, day one, day one, day one, day one shawty
Writer: BARRY BRADFORD, CHRIS BROWN, CHRISTOPHER PHYOMM WASHINGTON, GREGORY WATTS, JEREMY HAWKINS, MARLIN DONNELL BONDS
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Blow It In The Wind
Oh, baby, you stay on my brain
I smoke, kick back, and think
Sometimes a nigga be lonely
So many bitches, I ain't gotta be
So, got the crew on the way, huh
No work, all play
I got a castle with a boat
Everybody, we gon' live it up, ayy
They talkin' 'bout me
But I ain't tryna hear that right now, now, now
Oh, they watchin' me
But we still gonna have a good time right now
Let's take a trip, don't have to think about it
If you new to this, lemme show you how
Raise your middle finger to your problems, yeah
If you let 'em, they gon' bring you down (oh)
They trippin' on us
But we just stuntin' on 'em right now, now, now
Ayy, they hatin' on us
They just mad 'cause we way up right now
So blow it in the wind (blow my weight up)
Let the sparks fly now (get your mind blown)
Let the good times get you back (yeah)
Let the sparks fly now
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe
So blow it in the wind
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride (oh)
So f*ck it, call in sick (haha)
They don't pay enough anyway
Shit, you might as well quit (ooh)
'Cause every now and then, you need a break
Girl, I feel you
I'ma pour it up right now, now, now
Ayy, so fall through
'Cause they gon' have to shut us down
Let's take a trip, don't have to think about it (hey)
If you new to this, lemme show you how (I'll show you how)
Raise your middle fingers to your problems
If you let 'em, they gon' bring you down (oh)
They trippin' on us
But we just stuntin' on 'em right now, now, now (ooh)
Ayy, they hatin' on us
They just mad 'cause we way up right now
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now (ooh)
Let the good times get you back (yeah)
Let the sparks fly now (ooh)
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now (blow it)
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe (oh)
So blow it in the wind (blow it in the wind)
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride (ow)
Hittin' corners, swervin' left to right
You know we get to duckin' when we see them lights (whoop-whoop)
I catch a charge and beat it (huh)
I pop a thirty, codeine got me leanin' (yeah, yeah)
You know the strong don't quit (yeah, you know)
My shooters don't miss (baow)
Steady double cup in the fifth, ice
Me and my niggas be young, black and rich, wassup
I got my feet up in the two-seater (we just livin', baby)
Niggas stay lookin' but don't wanna see us (all these niggas)
So we turn haters into believers (I don't give a f*ck though)
All my people, you know I see ya
Like hey, yeah, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, sing it, baby, like
Hey, yeah (woah), hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah (huh), Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Hey, yeah (woah), hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (haha)
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now (ooh, sparks fly now)
Let the good times get you back (get you back, yeah)
Let the sparks fly now
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now (why)
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe (oh)
So blow it in the wind (blow it in the wind)
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride
Oh, oh, oh-oh
That's right, girl, we gon' let it ride
Oh-woah
I smoke, kick back, and think
Sometimes a nigga be lonely
So many bitches, I ain't gotta be
So, got the crew on the way, huh
No work, all play
I got a castle with a boat
Everybody, we gon' live it up, ayy
They talkin' 'bout me
But I ain't tryna hear that right now, now, now
Oh, they watchin' me
But we still gonna have a good time right now
Let's take a trip, don't have to think about it
If you new to this, lemme show you how
Raise your middle finger to your problems, yeah
If you let 'em, they gon' bring you down (oh)
They trippin' on us
But we just stuntin' on 'em right now, now, now
Ayy, they hatin' on us
They just mad 'cause we way up right now
So blow it in the wind (blow my weight up)
Let the sparks fly now (get your mind blown)
Let the good times get you back (yeah)
Let the sparks fly now
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe
So blow it in the wind
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride (oh)
So f*ck it, call in sick (haha)
They don't pay enough anyway
Shit, you might as well quit (ooh)
'Cause every now and then, you need a break
Girl, I feel you
I'ma pour it up right now, now, now
Ayy, so fall through
'Cause they gon' have to shut us down
Let's take a trip, don't have to think about it (hey)
If you new to this, lemme show you how (I'll show you how)
Raise your middle fingers to your problems
If you let 'em, they gon' bring you down (oh)
They trippin' on us
But we just stuntin' on 'em right now, now, now (ooh)
Ayy, they hatin' on us
They just mad 'cause we way up right now
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now (ooh)
Let the good times get you back (yeah)
Let the sparks fly now (ooh)
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now (blow it)
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe (oh)
So blow it in the wind (blow it in the wind)
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride (ow)
Hittin' corners, swervin' left to right
You know we get to duckin' when we see them lights (whoop-whoop)
I catch a charge and beat it (huh)
I pop a thirty, codeine got me leanin' (yeah, yeah)
You know the strong don't quit (yeah, you know)
My shooters don't miss (baow)
Steady double cup in the fifth, ice
Me and my niggas be young, black and rich, wassup
I got my feet up in the two-seater (we just livin', baby)
Niggas stay lookin' but don't wanna see us (all these niggas)
So we turn haters into believers (I don't give a f*ck though)
All my people, you know I see ya
Like hey, yeah, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, sing it, baby, like
Hey, yeah (woah), hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah (huh), Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Hey, yeah (woah), hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (haha)
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now (ooh, sparks fly now)
Let the good times get you back (get you back, yeah)
Let the sparks fly now
We keep smilin', then they wonder why we up now (why)
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe (oh)
So blow it in the wind (blow it in the wind)
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride
Oh, oh, oh-oh
That's right, girl, we gon' let it ride
Oh-woah
Writer: Christopher Maurice Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Eliyahu Records, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Eliyahu Records, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
KAE
Every time, every time you tell me you gon' change
You're never right, it's probably best we go our separate ways
If you look in my eyes, you gotta know it's true
Told me a million lies but I still try to make due
Baby, I gave you time and always more
Baby, you got what you want and now I'm paying for it
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
I'mma be okay, my path is gonna get clearer
Live in the moment, keeping you in my back mirror
What you gonna do when nobody's at home? Yeah
Shoulda thought of that when you turned so cold babe
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
We were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me girl
We were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me, yeah yeah girl you
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
You're never right, it's probably best we go our separate ways
If you look in my eyes, you gotta know it's true
Told me a million lies but I still try to make due
Baby, I gave you time and always more
Baby, you got what you want and now I'm paying for it
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
I'mma be okay, my path is gonna get clearer
Live in the moment, keeping you in my back mirror
What you gonna do when nobody's at home? Yeah
Shoulda thought of that when you turned so cold babe
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
We were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me girl
We were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me, yeah yeah girl you
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean
F*ck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
Writer: DONAMECHE DWAYNE JACKSON, DERRICK D. BECK, JAMAL GAINES, ARIN RAY, CHRIS BROWN, DERRICK D BECK
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
U Did It
[Chris Brown:]
Say she coming over late night with some bad bitches
Told her, "Baby have your whole team ready"
I done got so high on the Miley Cyrus
I just need some codeine just to relax
This the new vivy and millennium, wavy
We don't talk as much as we used to, lately
Send a text through forever, my lady
You done kept it true from the day that you met me
I don't want to get you to ruin your new relations
Showin' tough love, baby, how the streets made me
Bye bye, baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then cash out
Still a doughboy so I'm walkin' with the bands out
Take the Dom Pérignon, told 'em gon' carry on
Keep the shit a trillion, and I wanna take the time to get to know you like I should've did my last one
For my new one, for my new one, for my new jump, baby gon'
Bye bye, baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then crash out
[Future:]
You did it, you made me a better person
You did it, you did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it, you did it
Shawty comin' over late night with some bad bitches
Told baby, "Have the whole team ready"
Balled so hard last night
Baby called back, say she wanna have another replay
You enjoyed the moment that you should've spit your game
On the thing, man I should've, started hangin' 'round the gang
She the truest
Put her hands out and bomb, she the truest
Make me pull up with the funds, I'll do it
Support you once, and again I'll do it
You want that brand new Benz, I'll do it
You ain't ever got the time, what you doin'?
You ain't ever did complain when we do it
Now you actin' real strange when we do it
Want your girls on girls when we did it
You ain't ever put the world in our business
You see me, fall in love, I'm the realest
You see me give the game to you, had to read about it on the blogs
Accepted me like a jail call, baby gon'
Baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then crash out
You did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it, you did it
Say she coming over late night with some bad bitches
Told her, "Baby have your whole team ready"
I done got so high on the Miley Cyrus
I just need some codeine just to relax
This the new vivy and millennium, wavy
We don't talk as much as we used to, lately
Send a text through forever, my lady
You done kept it true from the day that you met me
I don't want to get you to ruin your new relations
Showin' tough love, baby, how the streets made me
Bye bye, baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then cash out
Still a doughboy so I'm walkin' with the bands out
Take the Dom Pérignon, told 'em gon' carry on
Keep the shit a trillion, and I wanna take the time to get to know you like I should've did my last one
For my new one, for my new one, for my new jump, baby gon'
Bye bye, baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then crash out
[Future:]
You did it, you made me a better person
You did it, you did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it, you did it
Shawty comin' over late night with some bad bitches
Told baby, "Have the whole team ready"
Balled so hard last night
Baby called back, say she wanna have another replay
You enjoyed the moment that you should've spit your game
On the thing, man I should've, started hangin' 'round the gang
She the truest
Put her hands out and bomb, she the truest
Make me pull up with the funds, I'll do it
Support you once, and again I'll do it
You want that brand new Benz, I'll do it
You ain't ever got the time, what you doin'?
You ain't ever did complain when we do it
Now you actin' real strange when we do it
Want your girls on girls when we did it
You ain't ever put the world in our business
You see me, fall in love, I'm the realest
You see me give the game to you, had to read about it on the blogs
Accepted me like a jail call, baby gon'
Baby, goin' bye bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she goin' bye bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot, know that nigga tied the knot
I just had her put up in a penthouse like a jackpot
Same young niggas servin' junkies out the crack spot
Take some well known pussy, eat it 'til she pass out
Take the stripper, smoke some Keisha with her, then crash out
You did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it
You made me a better person
You did it, you did it, you did it
Writer: Christopher Maurice Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The 80s
When the sun goes down
Record reblown, the horizon comes to life
Blue electric eye
The feeling that haunts me keeps me up at night
Do you know where do we go
When we're both stuck in the cold?
City lights, they wait in the dark
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
When the rain falls down
Watch me clean, baptized up in your love, ay
Many dreams are found
Pulling me deeper, deeper to the light so
Do you know where do we go
When we're both stuck in the cold?
City lights, they wait in the dark
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
This is nostalgic
This is our journey so don't stop believing
And you know that I got this
Constantly playing, oh let me going back in time
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
Back to the 80s, when music was your life
We can have the greatest time
Back to the 80s, the perfect time
We're back in time
Record reblown, the horizon comes to life
Blue electric eye
The feeling that haunts me keeps me up at night
Do you know where do we go
When we're both stuck in the cold?
City lights, they wait in the dark
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
When the rain falls down
Watch me clean, baptized up in your love, ay
Many dreams are found
Pulling me deeper, deeper to the light so
Do you know where do we go
When we're both stuck in the cold?
City lights, they wait in the dark
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
This is nostalgic
This is our journey so don't stop believing
And you know that I got this
Constantly playing, oh let me going back in time
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
So if the feeling's nice, we'll never say goodbye
We'll just replay the 80s, go to a place where we can hide
Only your love can save me
I'm lost in a world of yellow skies, your paradise, paradise
Back to the 80s, when music was your life
We can have the greatest time
Back to the 80s, the perfect time
We're back in time
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Blue Jeans
This could be easy darling|You can be freaky, I'll be bad|This could be easy darling|If we just let go, know what we meant to do||Girl your bright green eyes and your pretty smile got me in the moment|I got your red lipstick all on my neck cause that what you wanting|Baby you're gold, you're all I want, silver chains make me belong|My mind is racing, two words, one thought||Take your high heels off, let's dance some more|Never felt like this before|I can feel it burn inside my head|Can't stop thinking 'bout how I'm gon' take your blue jeans off||This could be easy darling|You can be mommy, I'll be dad, ooh|This could be easy darling|If we just let go, girl I'm in love with you||Girl your bright green eyes and your pretty smile got me in the moment|I got your red lipstick all on my neck cause that what you wanting|Baby you're gold, you're all I want, silver chains make me belong|My mind is racing, two words, one thought||Take your high heels off, let's dance some more|Never felt like this before|I can feel it burn inside my head|Can't stop thinking 'bout how I'm gon' take your blue jeans off, take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off||Girl your bright green eyes and your pretty smile got me in the moment|I got your red lipstick all on my neck cause that what you wanting|Baby you're gold, you're all I want, silver chains make me belong|Can't stop thinking 'bout how I'm gon' take your blue jeans off, take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off|Take your blue jeans off
Writer: ALEX SCHWARTZ, ALEXANDER ISAAK, ISAAC DE BONI, JAMES SCHEFFER, JOE KHAJADOURIAN, MICHAEL MULE, CHRIS BROWN, ALEX ISAAK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Royalty is the seventh studio album by American singer Chris Brown. It was released on December 18, 2015, by CBE and RCA Records. The album was anticipated by the mixtape Before the Party, released as its prelude, and serves as the follow-up to his sixth album X (2014). The album is named after the singer's daughter, Royalty Brown, whom the album is dedicated to.
Royalty is mainly an R&B and alternative R&B album, also containing songs with influences of funk, pop and trap music. Its lyrical content was described by Brown as a "representation of where I was in my life at that point". For the album Brown collaborated chiefly with underground artists and producers, being Brown's record with fewer features as well. The album received mixed reviews from music critics.
The album debuted at number three on the US Billboard 200, selling 184,000 units in its first week, marking an improvement over Brown's last three studio albums. It also became his 8th consecutive album to debut in the top-ten in the United States. Royalty was certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), for combined equivalent units of 1,000,000 units.
Four singles preceded the album's release: "Liquor", "Zero", "Back to Sleep", and "Fine by Me". Its third single "Back to Sleep" became the album's biggest success, peaking at number 20 on the US Billboard Hot 100. Brown directed and released eight music videos for the songs of album, serializing them to construct a linear story.
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Chris BrownRoyalty is mainly an R&B and alternative R&B album, also containing songs with influences of funk, pop and trap music. Its lyrical content was described by Brown as a "representation of where I was in my life at that point". For the album Brown collaborated chiefly with underground artists and producers, being Brown's record with fewer features as well. The album received mixed reviews from music critics.
The album debuted at number three on the US Billboard 200, selling 184,000 units in its first week, marking an improvement over Brown's last three studio albums. It also became his 8th consecutive album to debut in the top-ten in the United States. Royalty was certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), for combined equivalent units of 1,000,000 units.
Four singles preceded the album's release: "Liquor", "Zero", "Back to Sleep", and "Fine by Me". Its third single "Back to Sleep" became the album's biggest success, peaking at number 20 on the US Billboard Hot 100. Brown directed and released eight music videos for the songs of album, serializing them to construct a linear story.
Genre(s): R&B, alternative R&B
Producer(s): Vinylz, Boi-1da, Dre Moon, DJ Wes, The Monsters and the Strangerz, Foreign, Teck, Khemasis, Tone Stith, Matthew Burnett, Tushar Apte, Riley Bell, Blaq Tuxedo, Tha Aristocrats, Dr3amforever, Nonfiction, Razihel, Daniele Autore, The Audibles, Poo Bear, JHawk, C.P Dubb, Composer, Don City, Derrick Beck, Free School, Danja, Allen Ritter, Polow da Don, The Aquarius, Ayo & Keyz of the Upperclassmen, Prince Chrishan, B.A.M., A1
Length: 51:04
Released: December 18th, 2015
Year: 2015