Below are the lyrics to "48 Bar Rap" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "48 Bar Rap".
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Yeah, leggo
It's what they wanted right?
Black shades, dark tint
Your girl, nigga, I get it in
Stick shiftin', switchin' and burnin' out in the Benz
Wood grippin', kissin' all of they model friends
Mr. Dolo (Dolo), with a bunch of freaks
And you know they get the party bouncin' like a pogo
I'm in slow mo
But fast forward me to the part where me and your girl underneath the sheets
Just keep your eyes on
Got a whole bunch of niggas behind me wearin' red, Verizon
New money, I get my super size on
I like a long hair, bad chick, thighs long
Haha, knowin' all the words to my songs
And she fuckin' every girl that's in my phone
Ha ha, I'm-I'm-I'm so fly
Flight miles up 'cause I'm so high
Huh, lil' nigga get your cheese up
Black Ice on my neck, make you freeze up
Oh, you worried 'bout me? Go figure
I ain't sweatin' it, fuck them old niggas
Lambo', Range Rove', with my pants low
I got the audience clappin' like a backboard
She put her hands up and then I stand up
And get to workin' on the pole like a dancer
I double up, I call it double Dutch
Two girls at the same time, what the fuck?
Rabbit foot in the air 'cause my luck is up
Bring the first aid out 'cause I'm cuttin' up
Bang, bang, now that's some G shit
No chain gang, like I'm really on some free shit
They jaw dropped, I'm leavin' niggas speechless
World premiere, get a sneak peek, bitch
I'm great, today is a new day
Fuckin' with me, do the moonwalk on your face
No games, I'm oh so serious
And y'all niggas straight pussy, period
They say a singer can't rap, I ain't hearin' it
'Cause after these couple songs. I been killin' shit
Oh no, niggas sayin' I'm loco
But they Pinocchio niggas, watch they nose grow
It's Young Money, shout-out my nigga Tyga too
They on their first mixtape, I'm on volume two
Turn me up, I'll show you what a tiger do
And I'ma rip this beat up like lion food
Louis luggage and the case for the passport
I don't buy shit, nigga. I ask for it
I'm the freshest, I'm the best
I suggest that I get it off my motherfuckin' chest, Breezy
Yeah, look, acting all sadity when a nigga in your city
Fame going to her head, thankful I ain't buy them titties
And I don't pillow talk with a hoe, that's a no no
In the morning, shaderoom, she be telling all your business
And now I got a couple chickens that I'm flying out the coop
Got some niggas that can fight, got some killers that can shoot
And bitches all on my 'gram, I'm trying make 100 million
Got bitches on top of bitches, I'm stacking 'em to the ceiling
Always a nigga tryna hate on me
And every time we pull a burner on 'em, they want peace
Bad bitches see the ice, they wanna skate on me
I hit the G with my D, now she won't leave
But I don't trip, I just let her stay and sip codeine
You know she can give me head but she can't smoke my weed
In that penthouse suite, I'm the man with the models
And we don't fuck with you nigga, we know you telling your partners
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Look, look, now these bitches wanna show's up
Cause they see me on the road and I'm jolled up
And all these bitches on my line like they know us
But I don't want that pussy, I'ma let the crew fuck you up
She so with it, my bitch bad, she gon' get it
Her lil sister, she thick now, get those digits
This money coming so quick now, need more spinach
We turn a bitch to a bust down if Chris hit it
And I ain't never 'bout to save no bitch
But if she bringing back money, we gon' all get rich
I need a new whip, new chain, talking 'bout the rap game
Keep the bitch tiptoes down, I'm speaking facts mane
And you ain't never 'bout to break my niggas
And all this money, I'm about to fresh to death my bitch
This the west coast, trap game, hit 'em on the crack cane
Spending young money and shit, call me Mack Maine
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Look, 'fore she used to be a solid bitch, but now she fucking with my tolerance
Like I ain't the nigga that's bringing dollars in
Took me from that regular life to living extravagant
Now you wanna flex on a nigga like you the baddest bitch
OHB, that's out of here bitch, I got some new freaks
Porsche 9/11, sitting pretty on the new feet
Two get fucked for an hour then let the crew skeet
Cruising, got 4 on the way while I got 2 suites
Black nigga in white linen with white women
And I ain't tripping, I like women that like women
Ooh baby, they all losing be like women
If I kill the pussy baby, that's a life sentence
Praying light, that's night vision
High-Tec, yeah I like sipping
Sold dope for them gold ropes, I like pitching
Whipping the block in 4 pots, this my kitchen, fuck with us
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Big buck, bitch teeth crooked, and I ain't let her fuck
I ain't paying for the Uber, never told her that I love her
Kick her out man, every night she go and get her brother
Locked up with the reds, you know she watch a nigga fuck
Dog, I go hard, I am already a boss
On the plane slinging Rolls, I am already a boss
I be solo in the game, I be whipping up a Range
Name's holy wait, kick and fly conversation
Don't complain in the game, I ain't doing no complaining
He don't wanna front it, I'ma take it when I'm aiming
Move real cool, handle business like a gangster
Shoes on the bed, that's a lion to the jags
I be working out, wearing slay ups doing reps
Like the bench press, kill and stand on your chest
No one came in, flip for another set
She re-certified, real nigga whip the stack
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Knows how to party
Knows how to party, in the city
We keep it rocking
We keep it rocking
Whatever I say, woo, to make you take your love away from me (don't do it, baby)
I take it back (yeah)
And whatever I did, just tell me how to fix it and I'll do that (okay)
'Cause I need you back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ever since you've been gone, I've been running through
All these girls, they don't compare to you (compare to you)
The way you throw that shit back (back)
Thing so fat but they don't do it like you (fat)
And girl, I know it's wrong but I'm still stuck on you (woo, ooh)
The way you used to look in your jeans before I took 'em off
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Girl I'm tryna make you juicy, yeah yeah, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
Ooh, you got this pussy so juicy
Got me ready to do anything and everything that you say
Yeah, and it is a honor 'cause you got a huge thing, ha ha
And if you could get it in and put it in, touché, I ain't never scared, oh wee
I like the way that you keep it up all night
You make me feel it in places
That I've never felt this way inside
That dick the greatest of all time
You are the greatest of all time, I love to give you a hard time
Tell me again that it's all mine
So juicy, ayy, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Girl, I'm tryna make you juicy, yeah yeah, juicy, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
All of these fellas say
Most of these cats, can't talk that money like I do (money, do)
And most of these cats, when it comes to these bitches ain't got a clue (bitches, clue)
Most of the time, you can find me laid up with a couple models (laid up, couple models)
Most of the time, you can find me in the club popping these bottles (bottles)
Who cares about tonight when I own the future?
So baby girl, ride out with me into the future (future)
I make that booty my point of view, come and see life from my point of view (point of view, my point of view)
I am a freak, I hope that you are too (you are too)
Gripping her hands, what you want to? Hey
Smoking and sipping on everything
We gon' get high 'til we touch the moon (ooh, touch the moon)
So turn around and introduce me to that
Juicy, said I wanna get to know your juicy booty, tonight
So show me that, so show me that, so show me that
Girl, I'm tryna make you juicy, yeah yeah, juicy, juicy booty, girl, tonight
So turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
All of the fellas say, "Oh, girl"
Yeah, baby, I can't get you off my mind 'cause that ass so fat, when you do it like that
And you make me say, "Oh girl"
When you're in front and I'm behind, can I get you back? (Ooh)
And when you come (when you come)
Don't forget that ass, ass
No, no, no, no (no, no, no)
Oh yeah, oh whoa, ooh
Juicy, yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh you know I want that
I dug a single seed into the ground, I hope it grows, grows
In a year or two if you're around, you'll see a rose, rose
Pack me up and keep me hidden somewhere, that you can find me
On a train to Paris going nowhere, draw the bridge behind me
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
'Cause you won't be there to love me when you're gone
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
Tell me who's gonna love me when you're gone?
(Mm-mm)
(Mm-mm-mm)
When you're, when you're gone
(Mm-mm)
(Mm-mm-mm)
When you're gone
Golden leaves are dancing on the ground, it's getting cold, cold (Oh-oh)
Safe from time, we'll be forever young, never old, old
See a ball of fire out in space, zooming up behind me
All the wonder written on your face, was there inside me
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
'Cause you won't be there to love me when you're gone
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
Tell me who's gonna love me when you're gone?
(Mm-mm)
Oh, oh-whoa-oh-oh
(Mm-mm-mm)
When you're, when you're gone
(Mm-mm)
Oh-oh, oh-whoa
(Mm-mm-mm)
When you're gone
Bring it back to me, bring it back to me
Is it really over?
Bring it back to me, bring it back to me
Is it over?
Bring it back to me, bring it back to me
Is it really over? Yeah
Bring it back to me, bring it back to me
Woo!
Don't be gone too long (Too long, don't be gone)
(Is it really over?)
'Cause you won't be there to love me when you're gone (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Don't be gone too long (Too long, don't be gone)
(Is it really over?)
Tell me who's gonna love me when you're gone?
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
(Is it really over?)
'Cause you won't be there to love me when you're gone (Yeah-yeah, when it's over)
Don't be gone too long (Too long)
(Is it really over?)
Tell me who's gonna love me when you're gone?
High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (We just getting started)
High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(Chris Breezy)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Trendsetter but don't make dollars, Gangsta)
Like I'm a transformer (Drama), like I'm a trans—(Ayy)
Smoke grey Enzo, looking like a shadow (Yes)
550 Benzo, you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star, dating nothing but the models
High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Gangsta Grillz, bastards)
High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(DJ Drama)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Trendsetter Sense)
Like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Trendsetter, ayy)
Smoke grey Enzo, looking like a shadow
550 Benzo, you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star, dating nothing but the models
Money piling up, you would think I won the lotto
Cash rule everything around me, that's my motto
All black Rolex, you ain't never seen, no
Counting big chips, you can call me a casino
Hey, you, shawty, what it do?
Whip so sick, you can call it bird flu
Got the top back, hair blowing in the air
I'm about to kill it this year
'Cause I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer
I went from a, like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Ayy)
Yeah
Point black, I'm the best in general
You know I ball and I ain't talking 'bout genitals
I'm a shark, you can't catch me with no fishing pole
In the dark, you can see me 'cause my whistle glow
(High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer)
Get your stripes, lil' mama, make my whistle blow
(High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—)
Don't need no mistletoe, but you can kiss it though
(I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer)
But, baby, drop it low and make it shake for me
(Like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—)
Call me Federal Reserve 'cause I make money
And then I waste money, my chain so sunny
I got them carrots so I share it with them snow bunnies
Yo' money is only 'bout yay high
I got that ching ching money like Shanghai
Yeah, I'm a fool with it, know what to do with it
Who you know got a private jet with the windows tinted?
Overseas cash, get overseas ass
Got it on lock like I'm dreading with some beeswax
Hey, you, shawty, what it do? (Yeah)
Whip so sick, you can call it bird flu (Yeah)
Got the top back, hair blowing in the air
I'm about to kill it this year
'Cause I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Hey)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(Whoa, oh)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Whoa, oh)
I went from a, like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Yeah
Hey, lil' mama, bring that thing over there
Put my CD on and let it bang in ya ear
You know I'm the best, watch me do my step
And I'ma let you just do the rest
'Cause I got dimes on me
And I ain't talking 'bout no weed
I mean fine shawties and they running with CB, yeah
Gangsta Grillz
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