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[ Featuring Charlie Wilson, Chris Brown ]

(Hitmaka)
(Bongo By The Way) Woo

Ooh (hey)
Somethin' 'bout the way that you make me feel, girl
Somethin' (somethin', woo)
Cruisin' down Rodeo, damn, I just had a déjà vu (damn)
I used to buy you those shoes (yeah)
You know Chanel, that new clutch (clutch)
But fancy things can't buy love
Ooh, I, I'm spending all my time on you (on you)
Doing all the things I said I wasn't
How did you make me fall for you? (For you)
Then turn around and act like it wasn't nothin'

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

I got bands, I got plans
All that ass, I'm a fan
How the hell you fit in them pants?
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, damn
G-wagon wasn't enough
Last minute Rodeo, came through in the clutch
No Uber, just a Wraith that was pickin' you up
Talk down same nigga that was liftin' you up
Wassup?

Rock with it, I'm litty
My city, young Diddy
Chanel got you coverin' up
Who else got you in the Gucci store runnin' it up?
F*ck with me (yeah)

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out (girl you knock me out)
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

Feel like this could be real life (real life)
Got you Cartier, lookin' real bright (real bright)
Got your water runnin', real pipe (real pipe)
And I still pay the bill, right?
Royal and you so loyal
Plus you never go on dates 'cause you spoiled
Real slippery, when wet, you oil
And you keep your shit real fresh, you foil

Rock with it, I'm litty
My city, young Diddy
Chanel got you coverin' up
Who else got you in the Gucci store runnin' it up?
F*ck with me (yeah)

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out (girl you knock me out)
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

You blow my mind, baby
Girl, you knock me out
Ooh, wee (ooh, wee)
You blow my mind, baby, baby, woo
Girl, you knock me out
Sha-ba-da-ba, twee, twee, twee

(Oh) Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

Ooh, wee
You blow my mind, baby
I feel alive, yeah
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(Hitmaka)
(Bongo By The Way) Woo

Ooh (hey)
Somethin' 'bout the way that you make me feel, girl
Somethin' (somethin', woo)
Cruisin' down Rodeo, damn, I just had a déjà vu (damn)
I used to buy you those shoes (yeah)
You know Chanel, that new clutch (clutch)
But fancy things can't buy love
Ooh, I, I'm spending all my time on you (on you)
Doing all the things I said I wasn't
How did you make me fall for you? (For you)
Then turn around and act like it wasn't nothin'

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

I got bands, I got plans
All that ass, I'm a fan
How the hell you fit in them pants?
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, damn
G-wagon wasn't enough
Last minute Rodeo, came through in the clutch
No Uber, just a Wraith that was pickin' you up
Talk down same nigga that was liftin' you up
Wassup?

Rock with it, I'm litty
My city, young Diddy
Chanel got you coverin' up
Who else got you in the Gucci store runnin' it up?
F*ck with me (yeah)

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out (girl you knock me out)
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

Feel like this could be real life (real life)
Got you Cartier, lookin' real bright (real bright)
Got your water runnin', real pipe (real pipe)
And I still pay the bill, right?
Royal and you so loyal
Plus you never go on dates 'cause you spoiled
Real slippery, when wet, you oil
And you keep your shit real fresh, you foil

Rock with it, I'm litty
My city, young Diddy
Chanel got you coverin' up
Who else got you in the Gucci store runnin' it up?
F*ck with me (yeah)

Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out (girl you knock me out)
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

You blow my mind, baby
Girl, you knock me out
Ooh, wee (ooh, wee)
You blow my mind, baby, baby, woo
Girl, you knock me out
Sha-ba-da-ba, twee, twee, twee

(Oh) Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you (oh, babe)
Every time I get it
Every time I get it
Every time I get it out
I keep coming back to you

Ooh, wee
You blow my mind, baby
I feel alive, yeah
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Writer: Odis Flores, Christopher Brown, Charles Wilson, Raymond Calhoun
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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