Chris Brown - I Can Only Imagine Lyrics

Chris Brown - I Can Only Imagine Lyrics feat. Lil Wayne & David Guetta

[Chris Brown]
Where you been? Where you been all my life?
Girl you glistening, the way you look in the light
It’s obvious that I want something from you
You know what, what I wanna do, do, do
Every time it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine
what it’ll be like
Oh, everytime, it will bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine
What it’d be like
What it’d be like
What it’d be like, like, like
What it’d be like, like, like….

[Lil Wayne]
I saw you from afar
Thought I’d say “wassup”
You can tell me your name, when we breaking up
Call me Tunechi, I’m good, I’m Gucci
Now you can kiss your old dude goodbye: smooches
You’re a beast, yo-your a beauty
Man I bet somebody dunn gave Cupid an Uzi: shoot me
You’re a firework, biter in the dark
So lets turn off the lights and give me that spark

Every time it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine what it’d be like
Oh every time it would bring me to life
I can only imagine, only imagine
what it’d be like
what it’d be like
what it’d be like, like, like
what it’d be like, like, like

I want to let her touch me
One touch will feel free
I want to feel free
She can kiss me
So I can finally be
So I can finally see
So I can finally see

Chris Brown - 100 Bottles Ft. Se7en Lyrics

Chris Brown - 100 Bottles Ft. Se7en Lyrics

We’re in the mother fucking building!
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run a bad model ?
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run a bad model?

I’m like oh my god waiter,
we’ve parked out in this bitch,
And I’m feeling the hater… is hot up in this bitch!
Pop up, you will never face me,
And I know why you hate me
Cause my fucking cleaning lady
Look hotter than your bitch,
And you know I’m about to spin
A hundred rocks upon this bar, bar.
You don’t wanna drink you wanna be known …
And I know that you.. use to reject,
..get the fuck upon my section!

Chorus:
I’mma need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?

All up in the VIP that shit look like a crown
Guess .. got two hundred jazz, is coming to the house.
And we’re banging on ‘em magic.. fucking on the couch
All the better genies say she saw a genie that’s…
They say silence is gold, told my queen don’t make a sound
But these bottles I’m holding I’mma give ‘em to the crowd!
Ah, that must be the shit they’re talking about
Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud?

Chorus:
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
What you want?
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?

I see you standing in the back, baby
Let me… you’re looking badder than the ..
You better send .. you’re picking up the..
So let me you by your…
So drunk, so high, babe
Look at me it’s over, and over, I’m… hang over
You can tell by the look on my face I need

Chorus:
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunned is my model
Would you run ‘em bad models?

Chris Brown - Freaky Im Iz Lyrics

Chris Brown - Freaky Im Iz Lyrics

Get fresh baby this is your song,
Put your good shoes and your lipstick on,
Get fresh baby this is your song,
You said you want a freak, I’mma give you what you want.

Whole lot of sex, whole lot of liquor,
Whole lot of chicks, not a lot of niggas,
Not my party, all about the bitches,
Sexy model, ass like Alicia’s,
See my main chick, she got that good shit,
And her gang vicious so i call her Sid,
Girl you better be careful,
Bragging on a dick now your friends want a sample,
Fuck a 69, its 696,
I be the 9, both ya’ll the 6,
You go both ways, get a load of this,
Beat it so hard, now she gotta take a piss,
Then you can’t even walk in the morning,
Go to work yawning, …
Man your girlfriends on it,
Ain’t no fun if you ain’t sharing with the homies.

Chorus:
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.

I’ma have you telling all the business,
By the way that i be giving you the business,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.

When my jeans come down, the surfs coming up,
Thong to the side, she feel it in her guts,
Ass in the air, fucking up your weave,
Pulling on your hair baby let me hear you scream,
This white game mean, i make a bitch cry,
I lick your lips to your tits to your thighs,
Throw you on your side, im working out the kinks,
You sweating out the sheets, girl you fucking with a freak,
She told you i'm a beast? Well, she aint never lie,
I can go on both of you at the same time,
Taking that pussy, bitch this mine,
Throw that shit back, put an arch in your spine,
I never waste time but i aint in a rush,
Hit it like a champ, i beat the pussy up,
He give you little taps, i beat the pussy up,
Got her telling all her friends how the kid do her stuff.

Chorus:
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.

I’ma have you telling all the business,
By the way that i be giving you the business,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.

I see ‘em with they hands up and I’m making sure I don’t leave no ladies out,
I need a dirty dancer cause baby i can guarantee I’mma turn you out,
So all my sexy girls say, ooooh
All my sexy girls say, oooooh,
Girl I’m so nasty yeah, me have to tell you all the girlies love me
I put work in till you can’t take it,
You screaming and we're butt naked,
Pull your hair girl, I’ll kiss you girl to take you down,
You got it, you telling everybody all about it.

Chorus:
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.

I’ma have you telling all the business,
By the way that I be giving you the business,
I'll make you run and tell your friends
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz,
How freaky I’m iz.
This what you want, this what you need!
This what you need? Right!
This what you get!

Chris Brown - Ladies Love Me Ft. Justin Bieber Lyrics

Chris Brown - Ladies Love Me Ft. Justin Bieber Lyrics

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
My bad, I'm sorry, I'm double parked yeah that's my Bugatti
And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducati
Call my old school Big Bertha that big body
Boy I get exotic, my car need a pilot
Get free drinks to party, yo nigga need his wallet
No limit to what I'm spending so I know she's 'bout it 'bout it
And who in the hell is smoking in here cause it's super cloudy
Goons with me, dressed like skaters, give you bruised kidneys, stretch ya later
Man my house so big took the escalator to the elevators took the elevator to the private jet then I jet nigga see ya later

Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me
Shawty mane, I'm back

Baby I'm yo doctor, I could be your rocker
Swagging I'm not bragging but I swear that I could rock ya
Baby I'm not crazy I got swag like Patrick Swayze
Know them haters never phase me that's not how my mama raised me
I am incredible this is inedible killing this track was inevitable
I am hetero baby you better know JB is generally just a G look at me, now
I said look at me, swaggin' with a crooked T
Body slam the beat from DB call me Booker T
I said whoa there, whoa there baby you just need to stop
I'm busy out performing and I'm going to the top
I've got so much to lose so I'm steady getting gwap
While them haters go down and we just get to watch ah
Amazing, I'm blazing, look over here and see that I'm amazing
Nobody's facing what I'm facing set a pace so I can race without pacing
Lace my shoes up, start racing, you can taste it without faste-ing, I mean fasting
Start blasting, car born hill do opt that thing
Swagger jacking, it's not what I do
JB is the man yeah he's the truth
He's a beast when he steps up in the booth
Crash landed, I did too.
I'm a gentleman, yes I'm a gentleman
I'm out of my element but I'm still elegant
I'm full of adrenaline you know what that means
Louis V high tops with the skinny jeans

Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me (yellow top missin')

Chris Brown - Crazy Lyrics

Chris Brown - Crazy Lyrics

What a..,
Tell me what ..
Fuck her about the whole club with my credit card at..
Money flying in the air, look at what I started
Glasses clapping up in here, diamonds …
Is she’s bringing all her friends, I’ll be her….
She’s about to.. her ass…
Got a stupid monkey fatter than King Cong,
It’s like a pistol on you, take it all loud!
Ha, you gonna need an ambulance,
After you get down with this hammer in my pants,
Make it stand up, watch it dance,
Our… no pants!

Chorus:
I tried to tell you niggers, I’m the greatest!
You bitch might hate us
Shoes crack it down, oh haters!
Ain’t no need the… nigger pay us!
I’m about to go, go!
Go, go, go!
And nigger, guess!
Go, go! I’m about to go loco!
Go, go!

Look how damn I live her, then I got the shivers,
My friend got the bomb.. all I need is liquor!
And there she got their butt thicker than the…
And .. so I pop her like a blister!
I know you think I’m losing it but why you’re speed bowling?
Nigger I am.. nigger we’re bowling!
And when I go to sleep, my tattoos come to life,
All is in your head, out of mind, out of sight!
This is why they call me freezy, baby, cold as ice
But don’t make me paint your portrait, rearrange your life!
I’m a … they .. at nights,
I’m the shit, nigger and gotta say it twice
Tony the tiger, come Tony!
Cause everything is great, was she tricking on me!
Boy I ain’t no.. I am from Virginia,
… nigger let go, man they can’t get rid of us?

Chorus:
I tried to tell you niggers, I’m the greatest!
You bitch might hate us
Shoes crack it down, oh haters!
Ain’t no need the… nigger pay us!
I’m about to go, go!
Go, go, go!
And nigger, guess!
Go, go! I’m about to go loco!
Go, go!
And nigger go crazy,
I’m about to go loco!
And the nigger is just crazy!

Chris Brown - The Best Yo Lyrics

Chris Brown - The Best Yo Lyrics

You know what it is
Something about you
Baby i can cheat the best

All of these senses be take from day to day
Constantly working, travelling from place to place
I wanna find a place ..my love can stay
So you just promise you won’t give my love away
Girl let’s get again on and I’ma kiss your neck to put my hands on
your body, you can do this thing nice and slow
we can take it round the world let’s go
girl you know you play the big kiss part
take it back to the start ..in love
Ooh girl you got that body i can take it back
i want it i just, i just really really want it
got everything you need baby, just come with me baby ohh.

Chorus:
And no matter where we go ..
I take you bround the world baby and back
Because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go
And you know i’ma go get it and shawty is a winner me girl
I want you just like that
Because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go

Girl your body .. the face and i want it ..
Bring your body over here i ain’t scared to break you on
I’m ‘bout to do it so high deeper and deeper
Let me take your body to love ..
all this positions girl let’s switch it up
You can do this thing nice and slow
we can take it round the world let’s go
girl you know you play the big kiss part
take it back to the start ..in love
Ooh girl you got that body i can take it back
i want it i just, i just really really want it
got anything you need baby, just come with me baby ohh.

Chorus:
And no matter where we go ..
I take you round the world baby and back
Because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go
And you know i’ma go get it and shawty is a winner me girl
I want you just like that
Because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go

Ain’t nobody else do ti like you do
You nigga wanna spend dollars on you
Do it by yourself girl it’s all you
I can get your booty out of my mind
Girl you’re ..you know you’re the truth
can we make love right now, right now, right now, right now

[Chorus:]

Chris Brown - Leave The Club Lyrics

Chris Brown - Leave The Club Lyrics
(Feat. Joelle James)

Chorus:
I’mma make your body love when you leave the club
Oh, all I really want you to do is scream my name
And nobody else … love me girl!
Cause you got…

Who is she? She got a special type of perfume
And …. full of tricks looking her move.
I feel guilty, cause I ain’t offered her no free VIP yet
Girl I know you wanna drink, just dance for me?
You not gonna regret cause I ain’t got.. all that hundreds,
Girl you look so amazing when you do it!
There’s no one to.. to play my music, for her! Huh, I bet you!

I can feel you looking my way
And my body is all alone here in the days, oh!
You think you gonna take me home,
You know I’m thinking it too
It’s on my mind!
Cause I got ..all I got…
Don’t look so amazing when I do it
Why we’re still wasting time, let’s do it
Get your car!

Chorus:
I’mma make your body love when you leave the club
Oh, all I really want you to do is scream my name
And nobody else … love me girl!
Cause you got…

Can you love,
Yes I can love you!
I want you!
Baby I want you, too!
Do you love me?
I can love you
Can you love? Yeah!
Yes I do! Do you love me!
Baby we can do it all night
Till the morning like a rodeo
And you read by my side,
I got the glasses, I got the liquor,
I got the … I’m about to switch her…!

Chorus:
I’mma make your body love when you leave the club
Oh, all I really want you to do is scream my name
And nobody else … love me girl!
Cause you got…

Chris Brown - Yoko Lyrics

Chris Brown - Yoko Lyrics

Impress a couple bands
Blow a hundred fast,
I just made a hundred of a fifty…
What ‘em bad Asian bitches,
Holding down my city ad
..’em girls from the… with ‘their pretty faces
Wrong thing you don’t want them …
Pop another bottle, shooting, curse at the crowd,
.. I’m a stunner, but no! I ain’t …
Young dude with the lazy flow,
Watch all these ladies go!
Crazy wanna pull him right beside him,
I do about thirty here I’m just in the…
I smile like dirty money plus this cookie that I’m lighting,
Big buckets full of ice with bottles with fire inside ‘em, uh!

Chorus:
I call ‘em Yoko Ono, Ono, Ono, Ono
Only ride solo, solo, solo, solo!
Wishing for the Dodo, Dodo, Dodo,
Wanna get up, rise, shooting you alive
She a man eater, scream …
You can never leave her!
You ain’t never had her, so you could never keep her
Tripping on the next man,
You can’t have her either, either.
Call her Yoko Ono!

Got a bow, low… and amazing…
All vacations steady… with Jamaican whores!
I got cash, but I don’t care what you’re making home,
Fifty thousand on my wrist, I’m feeding eskimos.
Damn! Put the a on the shit
But a hundred fucking bottles,
Let ‘em spray in this bitch!
My money flow real, home
I do real…
And you know I kill songs,
Let’s burn a CD and weed, already now!
Look at me, Rose, I’m on nigger!
Fifteen grands on what?
That’s just my phone, nigger!
Northern California, the broads look like…, nigger
..make that switch, yeah, it’s crazy bitch!

Chorus:
I call ‘em Yoko Ono, Ono, Ono, Ono
Only ride solo, solo, solo, solo!
Wishing for the Dodo, Dodo, Dodo,
Wanna get up, rise, shooting you alive
She a man eater, scream …
You can never leave her!
You ain’t never had her, so you could never keep her
Tripping on the next man,
You can’t have her either, either.
Call her Yoko Ono!

Shades on, ..
Me leaving here alone, that’s …
Not a stoner, bitch, but she like me,
Trying to get that final cut like…
I check ‘em whores …
Take ‘em home and let ‘em..
Don’t live… the fantasies
Even got a couple back bitches overseas
..when I’m shopping and my back fill..
I just start to ask … that I lost …
Got these bad bitches ..

Chorus:
I call ‘em Yoko Ono, Ono, Ono, Ono
Only ride solo, solo, solo, solo!
Wishing for the Dodo, Dodo, Dodo,
Wanna get up, rise, shooting you alive
She a man eater, scream …
You can never leave her!
You ain’t never had her, so you could never keep her
Tripping on the next man,
You can’t have her either, either.
Call her Yoko Ono!

Chris Brown - Body On Mine Ft. Se7en Lyrics

Chris Brown - Body On Mine Ft. Se7en Lyrics

Hot, hot thing, you look so…
My girl is the shit, your girl has no acid talk!
Her booty is super thick, but her tongue is super small,
And when she dance her booty swallow up and drowns.
Yeah, boy in the club I do my daddy,
Bottle in my hand, me mugging like I’m ugly!
The models in my section, get ‘em uglies way from me,
And when they’re be like, I just play dummy.
And the party got ‘em white girls rolling like wow,
In the morning they’d be like what a fuck are my clothes?
Please don’t tell nobody cause I don’t really do this,
Short, what you think I’m still, bitch!
You’re o hurt, just to call me..
But Shawty is spinning and he wanna call me poppa
Apart me never meant a nigger like me,
I sip her.. so I guess…

Chorus:
Can we make this an after party?
Is your body all up in my hands
Spinning round and round?
Can we make this a nasty party..
Set your body on mine, body on mine,
Take me down, take me down!

Van’s on, so I get my dance on,
She said she fucked the whole crew I put my mens on
I threw my money on the table, tell her to dance on it,
I put the master out, she put the hands on it!
Cool party Shawty going naughty
Only fuck a rock star and them boys is…
Bitch I’m on your camera..
Is she turn twenty one, I’mma drown her with the…
Hmm, one fifty one
Heart beating like a drum and my fist is kinda numb.
Stop that shit, let the hate come in front
Are mad cause I got your girlfriend…

Chorus:
Can we make this an after party?
Is your body all up in my hands
Spinning round and round?
Can we make this a nasty party..
Set your body on mine, body on mine,
Take me down, take me down!

Chris Brown - First 48 Lyrics

Chris Brown - First 48 Lyrics

Don’t make ‘em clap, make ‘em do that,
And when tehse niggers rap, they’d be like who that?
She’s in the party super wet with a pool at,
I got a big head, so my hair is just..
Money to the ceiling, tell me where my roof at,
Your pants too tight, maybe you’re just too fat!
Just to cheat her with the ..
Yeah, I … boy, I know why you’re too mad!
Got my…
Any girl… on me
I’mma give her a couple of drinks and then I put her ass to sleep
Bed time, if she comes she’s a freak
Then you read her.. line, ..fucking with CD.
What you mean? I’mma ball out!
I’m driving space shifts, I do my calls out
What I call a garage, you call a house
Leaving that whole in the wall, you are…
Baby like Chris, you’re killing the soprano
..try to steal my keys, nigger, this ain’t no piano,
What you mean, I’m the president,
But fuck her by the…
..try to change the channel, cause these boys too much to handle,
All the bullshit I am hearing it
Cause I’m… and I’m flushing you… killing shit,
Only hear two words, nigger sit!
Yeah! I’m the B E A ST I’m in a… you’re in a low..
..the super love, the …
But it’s Friday, what I’m smoking?
Damn, man, all these cameras are bananas!
And the waitress hate me, hope she don’t spit in my sandwich,
Yeah, I can’t get at me like a…
..respect me cause this boy in the kitchen.
Yeah, but still I rock around too pride,
Ladies mad at me cause I fuck too loud!
Do you think I was police how I move cars?
.. two up two down!
..we’re the shit, boy so don’t step on it!
I’m all about my sight like a veteran,
And it’s getting too late, I didn’t take my medicine.
OK, OK, let me go, nigger be shining…
Boy, look at all these diamonds, and my chains so heavy…
Can’t see you ever since my shades, girl get me…
…what you call that perfect timing,
They call me Hercules, just like… she’s working me
… she smoking to got … purple…
Seven eleven here, no hands what she …
This is.. in my soul like ..set us free!

Chris Brown - Strip Ft. Kevin McCall Lyrics

Chris Brown - Strip Ft. Kevin McCall Lyrics

Take it off, I wanna love you,
..body I wanna touch it,…
Back it up, beet beet like a trucker.
Nice ass, nice waist, then you know I probably… about your face
I’m about to make your..

Chorus:
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Cause it’s late, late!
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Girl, take it down…
God dam you’re sexy!
God damn you’re sexy!
God dam you’re sexy!
Girl I just wanna see you strip!

Got my… and my days on,
..in the club with a pocket full of …
This girl, booty out of control
..she go up and down the hall
..if you ain’t freaky, you ain’t…
You think I’m playing?
No, I’m not!
Let me see you back it up and….
Yeah, I wanna see your legs in the air!
Baby don’t worry about your hair over sex
I don’t give a damn about…
In the club they’re playing my song,
Turn it up, play it all night long!
If you think you can, and you know you can
I’mma…

Chorus:
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Cause it’s late, late!
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Girl, take it down…
God dam you’re sexy, baby!
God damn you’re sexy, baby!
God dam you’re sexy, baby!
Girl I just wanna see you strip!

Pants, shirt, you can take ‘em off,
Panties, bra, you can take ‘em off
Red bottom heels, you can take ‘em
Wait, wait, leave ‘em on, cause I like my woman tall!
Got a hot momma, you’re hotter than the sun,
I wanna put clothes on your body like a banana,
The only reason I dress you in that designer
Is to get you out that Dolce and Gabbana!
I throw this money up, he watch it all fall,
..anything you’re wanting baby, you can have it all,
Starting with my last name…

Chorus:
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Cause it’s late, late!
Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now,
Girl, take it down…
God dam you’re sexy, baby!
God damn you’re sexy, baby!
God dam you’re sexy, baby!
Girl I just wanna see you strip!

Chris Brown - Open Road Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
Chris Brown - Open Road (I Love Her)

I should've been a better man
Instead of wasting time spending my life
Searching for the finer things
You always gave me another chance to make it right
But I didn't deserve
Cause I didn't understand

And I feel so bad
Cause you wouldn't do the same to me
But I know what you weakness is
And you feel so great
And now you're on an open road
So gone, not looking back

I thought I had you on a leash
Like I could do whatever I wanted to when I wanted to
And you was gonna wait for me baby
And now the tables have turned
And now I feel like
You're the master and I'm on the strings
You're in control of me

And I feel so bad
Cause you wouldn't do the same to me
But I know what you weakness is
And you feel so great
And now you're on an open road
So gone, not looking back

I'm looking for her
I'm tryna find her
I really need her
I think I love her

You can blame it all on me
I know it's like this because of me
Now I'm just like a hitchhiker waiting for a ride
With no cars in sight

Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop Shit 4 Lyrics

Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop Shit 4 Lyrics
Feat. K-Mac & 9th Wonder

Did you think I give a fuck what you think about me?
I got my chin up but I’m walking properly
Almost out them papers …your coppers by the meat
Walking on egg shells father help me please
I’m ducking slugs, I’m in higher water so they leave
You got the game, … bit it’s all g
I choose it cause this music’s therapeutic for my brain cells
And when I’m stupid yeah I lose it I don’t think well
Yeah, and for this … I’ma roll one up
You can’t stop the party boy you won’t fuck my fun up
Might just have to cut them boys then they gonna run up
Pretty little face lift, yeah you getting done up
I light a candle for the homies that’s history
You light a candle just to save electricity
Let me calm down, I don’t wanna get chased
I just bought this outfit and these shades
I’m balling hard nigger hit that replay
And all my haters die slow in decay
Look, let go, can’t fight the feeling

Give me 4 quarters and I be riding in waters
I gust the wind in this game I just gotta fuck reporters
A nigger somersault 9, it’s not what the doctor ordered
It’s on your forehead, they record in
Now I’m on the west coast, riding in that …
With a couple killers who be hiding from the …
Know they got the best smoke, feel like you in slow mo
But I don’t speak that shit so know that want no promo
… yeah we hard bitch, cause everywhere I go I feel like I’m a target
I’m a star, you just start shit
Super hero … fist, like I’m Clark Kent
Superman, … check, look

See the way … make double I guess you can say I’m gipsy
I’m all about my hustle like my first name Nipsy
Breathe it from me I won’t so I be wherever Chris be
I’m the next to blow believe it or not, Ripley
Biggest thang in L.A. how can you miss me?
Tell the bank tell them keep the hundreds extra crispy
Cash move everything around me,
I see her mouth to dream really saying shit like the lips…
A lot of chips on my team for the common coach
My dick game got the bugging call them cockroach
… I don’t fly coach
Nigger I’m 6 so when I spit it’s fucking gross
That’s dope, nigger that’s dope, I … in the bitch
And I ain’t ever seen the slopes
Californication, I’m rapping the west coast
East side, young niggers, my cousins are straight …
Can’t fight the feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop Shit 3 Lyrics

Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop Shit 3 Lyrics

Leather jacket, relaxing
The movie scenes I’m acting
These rappers practice
I’m at the plate, enough to bat bitch
Fully smoking locomotive, nigga, f-ck an adlib
In the club celebrating cause I’m self promoted
Is it a fire? Cause the crowd smoking!
Big Will, she off a pill: rollin'
You know a country nigga hungry
Waffle house? Open!
But they too broke to pay their bills
So they’re freeloading
But it’s cool, sit down
You know that nigga rich?
Girl his name: Chris Brown!
His chain’s so ugly that it makes a bitch frown
I’m serving all these niggas
But who ordered hash browns?

Nigga, I be like: yeah I got the check
And I just paid your bills, so yes
I want some sex
Hah! But first, can I kiss your neck?
And I’mma work you out
So you ain’t gotta stretch.

Hold up! Let me slow up
Impregnate your beat, I make that bitch blow up
I eat all I can eat
Until a nigga throw up
I tell that DJ “ay! Pull up, pull up”
Man, I’m so sick of these lame motherf-ckas
A nigga’s still shitting on the game, motherf-cka
Old niggas as the world change, muthaf-ckas
Y’all niggas still being the same muthaf-cka?
Who else, dawg?

Look, let me go in, then I count more ends
My tints 11, and your friends in my Benz
The engine on that Viper 220
And it’s green in the trunk, but that’s new money
Watch: Frank Mueller, my Ruger
Cut that shit – fire. I just shot my jeweler!
Another hundred racks just to make my chain a cooler
Off that Four Loco, out of my medulla
Wow! I be seeing dead people
Dead prezzies my besties
Nigga, we are not equal
How you get the big picture
Looking from a peephole?
My real niggas in the back, but
“He ain’t talking to me tho!”
I know you mad cause I afford it
TMZ, I’m wiping my ass, so stop recording
Supposedly a singer, can’t do hip-hop,
But I just killed this shit,
so let the shit rock!

Chris Brown - Marvins Room Remix Lyrics

Chris Brown - Marvins Room Remix

So this right here
He saying he’s your best friend
And he’s always the one in your ear
I know that he been waiting to get my ass up out off here
It’s been a couple months now
And baby I am not surprised
But I’m a real nigger
Girl, how you gonna take a side

Bet if I lick that spot then you won’t act like that
I miss giving yo them back shots
Girl, you remember that
Baby, and I’ll be damned if I let him take my place
Don’t listen to what that nigger say cause
He’s just saying you can do better
And baby all I’m saying is he sounds like a hater
And baby he can just fuck off and do us a favor
Mind your business, nigger stop being a hater

Here we go why these niggers keep hating for
It’s that just the way it goes, o oh, just the way it goes, o oh

Baby what the hell are you thinking?
By the way you’re screaming at me thinking you been drinking
I know that nigger’s on your life
But he can’t get what’s mine, yeah
Baby you need to show me
What the hell I did wrong
I need you to hold me, right here in your arms
I’m kissing your heart, and all your little body parts
Baby, baby

I bet if I lick that spot, then you won’t act like that
I miss giving you them back shots
Girl you remember that
Baby, and I’ll be damned if I let him take my place
Don’t listen to what that nigger say cause
He’s just saying you can do better
And baby all I’m saying is he sounds like a hater
And baby he can just fuck off and do us a favor
Mind your business, nigger stop being a hater

KMac see it’s a reason why she still with me
And she aint with you,
she see the real in me
And the bitch in you
Yeah she friends with you, but she sexing me
When she be texting you, she be next to me
Showing me how weak you is, it’s embarrassing
I’m a real nigger so I guess you are a mannequin
Bad on the phone but in person you bepanicking
I ain’t even stressed, got a bag full of cannabis
I ain’t with the bull so the same beef
You a weenie, I bet you be lying on your meat
If real recognize real who the fuck is you
She needs a principle, not a substitute

Girls stop playing with my heart
Be the one you need cause you’re the one for me
I know how to please you right, yeah, whoa
Baby, cause baby, never …
Be the one you need cause you’re the one for me
But I’m a real nigger, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Chris Brown - Deuces [Remix] Lyrics

Chris Brown - Deuces [Remix] Lyrics

[Drake]
What you mean I ain't call you?
I hit you when I landed
I'm waiting in my hotel room
seems like we are arguing more and it's getting less romantic
yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
but I f-cked you right I will
I f-cked you right I will
I'll f-ck you like no-one has ever ever made you feel
I mean it's part of our relationships, amazing still
I might just put up with the arguing and stay for real
you looking mad, girl for goodness sakes
you with all those curves and me without no breaks
ooh, I'm willing to work it out however long it takes you
you feel like you miss those happy days well girl that makes two of us
Our timing is wrong
your friends always tying up every line on your phone
yeah but tell them b-tches that you'll always be my missus
and the hardest part about the f-cking business is minding your own
uhh, and everytime I try and break it off
we just yell until we tired then I break you off
it's useless all this fighting lets get past it now
even when I throw them deuces you just send it back around

[T.I]
Your wrist and fingers glisten
ice cold like Michigan
eh look at what we living in
here we go with this again
I just keep on talking but I guess that you aint listening
rather run around with them nothing ass b-tches
then, go on, got me hot, smoking like a chimney
we used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemy's
deep inside it's killing me
but soon its gon be killing you
to see her in that two seater, now thats gon hurt your feelin's boo

ah ha, didn't you think you would be over me
by now so you go sleeping with them clowns, they are no relief
she spoke her piece I know, capisce
so love must be let go, released
into the wind, again again and deuces I must throw ya peace

[Kanye West]
You know what, yo?
you a b-tch!
you should have a travel agent cuz you a trip
you should make your own toilet tissue since you the sh-t
but all you got is some f-cking issues you f-cking b-tch
I hate (?), but I love your mom
give her a kiss for me, her second son
get your mind right baby or get your sh-t together
you gon be hot a little while
I'mma be rich forever (Amber Rose diss?)
girl seducers, they come in Deuces
when I cut em off they always become a nuisance
n-ggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
he just took my old b-tch and turn it to his new b-tch
hehe. I'm stupid
but I won't get my drama on
what I'm dealing with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
so when you talk bout "you know who" I don't know who you talkin' bout

[Fabolous]
According to my old b-tch I be on some new sh-t
she was on some old sh-t, now I got a new b-tch
think I give two sh-ts
you aint gon do sh-t
meet my two fingers, intro...deuces
if you knew better you'd do better
wanna get the middle finger but I got two better

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
So you gon diss me even though you know it's wrong
know you gon (miss me a little when I'm gone)

[Fabolous]
Drizzy voice, now I'm ghost baby
four door Rizzy Royce
tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
I'm bout my business boys
plus I make paper
come on thats old news
yesterday's paper
oh, you talkin', what about?
if it aint high keep you studded out
you might as well shut ya mouth
you'll never score another me, I'll shut it out
act like there's gum in your hair girl, cut it out

[Andre 3000]
The farewell email from a female
but I'm a playa, aint gon tell you all the details
what it entails is hard to say like selling seashells
by the seashore, but she's not a bore but neither a whore
who needs to know more
the kind you can't ignore but want to open the door...for,
or run in your favourite store and leave with all them shopping bags and half of it aint your's,
I did things for, aint rich aint poor
I want it to do more but hell I just aint know her
well enough to know if this is all she came for
but enough to know tonight excited she came four
times to my cousins house to see if I was there
get ya minds out the gutter man
we out here tryna have a good time
and here I am, all heavy with the words where
somebody thats a nerd, likely fast forward
but sh-t they asked for it
it's hard to throw up them deuces cause when you know it's juicy
you start to sound like Confucius when making up excuses
chase the Cabooses until the track gone
I gotta find me a new locomotive stop making sad songs

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Im on some new shit
Im chuckin my deuces up to her
Im moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]