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" Addicted "



[Lil Baby:]

You pretty with it

Got a few problems but it's alright 'cause she been dealin' with 'em

Sometimes she come and stay overnight, but she ain't livin' with him

Fuck on somebody from time to time, but she ain't got no nigga

Her last encounter was kinda rough, it made her cry a river

How 'bout you bash from across the globe and get 'em hand-delivered?

Get in your mind, you don't even know me, I ain't playin' with you

I'm bein' honest, I'm really him, I ain't gotta lie to kick it

Just come and vibe with me and see if I'm different

Take you out to lunch, I rent the restaurant out

Bitches lyin' on my name, they doin' anythin' for clout

I didn't wanna take it down, but all these millions keep me grindin'

You can play around, but just don't overstep your boundaries

Gave you a workout, have you burnin' calories

I'm tryna please you, just lay on your back for me

Then I'm gon' need you to put on an act for me

It's just somethin' 'bout the way you look in lingerie

And I can't let you round the way, girl, you not Coi Leray

I give you racks every occasion, put it in your savings

I'll call you back, if I don't answer, don't start actin' crazy

You can do everythin' I ask you, we might have a baby

Now I'm stressin', oh-woah

I done been scarred, that's just some shit I gotta work on

You ain't gotta like it, I'm tellin' it how it is

How I'm 'posed to know how you feelin' if you don't tell me?

And I ain't tryna hold no one down, I give 'em some leverage

I'll make sure everybody eat, I ain't never been selfish

I'll make sure everybody eat, I ain't never been selfish



[Chris Brown:]

I made a promise to your body I'ma stand on, ooh, I

Put your panties over there, don't wanna step on 'em

You know why, 'cause I'm addicted to it

Especially when you take it off now, baby

Fuckin' me, breakin' me off now, baby

So deep in it that I'm lost, oh, baby

Fuck it, don't care what it cost, no, baby



What it cost now, baby? Comin' or not?

Chains, Plain Jane in the Cullinan drop

I'm waitin' for you to say if you love me or not

Look me in my face so I can tell if you lyin'

This ain't no dance song

Put your panties over there, don't wanna step on 'em

'Cause you know why, 'cause I'm addicted to it



I woke up lookin' like a [?] thief

If I see my ex, she gon' be salty (Ooh)

Bobby, pop me a X, I'm feelin' godly (Oh!)

She high off Whitney and Bobby, it's a party

Naughty, and girl, you know what I'm in to

Bonnie, fuckin' with Clyde, I caught a body

Bad bitch, dickin' her things, wait in the lobby

Savage, she pop that pussy like it's a Tommy

Bring it over here 'cause you know what I'm in to

All my baddies with no baggage, where you at? Where you at?

Let me holler at you, baby, from the back, from the back

If you fuckin' with me, baby, tell me that, tell me that

I want you



I made a promise to your body I'ma stand on, ooh, I

Put your panties over there, don't wanna step on 'em

You know why, 'cause I'm addicted to it

Especially when you take it off now, baby

Fuckin' me, breakin' me off now, baby

So deep in it that I'm lost, oh, baby

Fuck it, don't care what it cost, no, baby



What it cost now, baby? (Yeah) Comin' or not?

Chains, Plain Jane in the Cullinan drop

I'm waitin' for you to say if you love me or not

Look me in my face so I can tell if you lyin' (Woah, yeah)

This ain't no dance song (Oh, no)

Put your panties over there, don't wanna step on 'em

'Cause you know why, 'cause I'm addicted to it

" Hollow "



Baby, I'll admit, I made a mistake

Don't know what I was thinking, what I had was so great

Charged it to my mind but not to my heart

I know it ain't fair, sometimes I want it all

Go 'head and cuss me out, girl, I understand

I'ma stay right here and take it like a man

I really need you back, babe, what I gotta do?

Let me be honest and straight up tell the truth



I haven't been the same since I left you

I can't enjoy myself, even if I tried to

I'm not happy, it ain't a laughing matter

And you don't understand



My heart is hollow

I didn't know I'd end up like this

I said I didn't want it, now I miss you

My heart is hollow

And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud

Baby, I'll scream it out

Don't know what I was thinking 'bout

Hollow

I thought I wanted to spread my wings

But I'm empty tryna do my things out in these streets

I wanna fly back, can I come back home?

Without your love, it's hollow



Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Girl



I will never be the same no more

Promise I can do you better, sincerely yours

And them times I didn't even try

And even when I told them lies, you stayed wonderful, girl

Can I least just get the chance to show you I

That I'm not a little boy, I won't make you cry

And it means now, all we need is time

And we can get back to the way things were



I haven't been the same since I left you

I can't enjoy myself, even if I tried to

I'm not happy (Happy), it ain't a laughing matter

And you don't understand



My heart is hollow

I didn't know I'd end up like this

I said I didn't want it, now I miss you

My heart is hollow

And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud

Baby, I'll scream it out

Don't know what I was thinking 'bout

Hollow

I thought I wanted to spread my wings

But I'm empty tryna do my things out in these streets

I wanna fly back, can I come back home?

Without your love, it's hollow



Only so much I can take, this love is breaking down

Come rescue me, I need your arms gently wrapped around

Say you need me and don't let go, whoa

And just to put it simply, girl, my heart is empty



(Hallow) My heart is hollow

I didn't know I'd end up like this

I said I didn't want it, now I miss you

My heart is hollow

And I don't care if the neighbors hear me loud (I don't care)

Baby, I'll scream it out (Scream it out)

Don't know what I was thinking 'bout

Hollow

I thought I wanted to spread my wings (Yeah)

But I'm empty tryna do my things out in these streets (Oh, I'm so empty)

I wanna fly back, can I come back home?

Without your love, it's hollow



Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Girl

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Girl

" Gimme That "



Woo, oh, Storch

Yeah, S. Dot

Ooh, whoa

The dynamic duo, oh

Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp (Oh!) wo-womp

It's what your body saying

Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-wo-womp

Chris Brown is in the building



The young boy just turned sixteen and I got (Uh)

Six four's and hot bikes that I rock (Uh)

Keep three or four sweeties on my clock (Uh)

But all that swinging in that bikini just make 'em vicious

Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop (Uh)

'Cause you speak in that slang that I talk (Uh)

That sassy tempo with that walk (Uh)

May be the reason that all these teenies may never see me



Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Gimme that)

You be talking like you like what I got (Gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme"

Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Gimme that)

You be talking like you like what I got (Gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme"



Ma, take a break, let me explain to you (Woo)

What your body got a young boy ready to do (Woo)

If you take a chance to let me put them thangs on you

I could show you why I make them straight A's at school

I'm a hustler, trust my frame and age

Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page

I can picture us switching lanes

In the coupe, with you on the phone screaming my name (Chris!)



Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Gimme that, hot)

You be talking like you like what I got (Yeah, gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme" (Oh)

Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Hot, gimme that)

You be talking like you like what I got (Hey, gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac (Ooh)

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme" (Ooh, oh)



Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-wo-womp

Girl, you serious and I been watching you

Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-wo-womp

This what your body's saying

Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-wo-womp

Hey, yeah

Wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-womp-wo-womp-wo-womp

This what your body's saying (Oh!)



Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Three years older, gimme that)

You be talking like you like what I got (Oh, gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme" (You could be in the back, yeah)

Momma you may be three years older but you hot (Ooh, gimme that)

You be talking like you like what I got (Yeah, gimme that)

I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac

You could be in the back saying, "Gimme, gimme, gimme"



V.A.! Yeah ha

Yeah, ma, don't be fronting like you don't know what's going on

Aight, yeah

" 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 fuck 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 waist 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 fuck you like Breezy? Nobody

Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh



I'm the type of nigga fuck 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 "Fuck 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 frames 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 fucking like animals, yeah



Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody

Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby

Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody

Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh

" I'm So Raw "



Look I'm so raw, turn the oven on

Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan

She want a yellow nigga, corn on the cob

Indian giver, slob on my knob

The bitch blow hard, harder than some Halls

Here, take 'em all, you'll be straight in the morn'

I'm two peace gone, I'm never gon' call

Fly nigga, I don't wear it if it's in the mall

Seen it on the blogs, these motherfuckers cost

Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts

I do what I want, wake up when it's lunch

Walk like I'm drunk, uh, swagga so uh

Goyard trunks, go around, I got a bunch

Tell TSA, bitch, get up out my stuff

I wouldn't recommend you to ever check 'em in

I started with the end so when do I begin?



I'm so raw, turn the oven on

Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan

Pocket full of paper, underage in casinos

You wanna see ID, oh? But I'm in the suite though

Here my room-key, go, room movin' slow-mo

Fans want a photo, but it's my turn to roll

Hold up, baby, hold those, you see I'm chillin', dolo

Lens with a logo, pinky ring, Frodo

I'm feelin' my self, no ho-h-h-homo

Hold that beat, poor that more ro-r-r-roso

Rosé, you bozos, couldn't speak what I'm on

You would need Rosetta Stone

All these niggas all clones, we be originals

Young Money Seminoles, tribe full of generals

Don't ask me shit unless it's in a interview, nigga

Unless it's in a interview



Ha, don't talk to me, I'm not your friend

I'm just a fan of a fan

Haha, I love all my fans though

Mm

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