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" Back Out "
(K-Mac, K-Mac)
Oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh-whoa-oh-whoa, yeah
In My Zone, Trendsetter Sense
DJ Drama
Oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh-whoa-oh-whoa, yeah, yeah
Chris Breezy, Aphilliates, man, let's go (Gangsta Grillz, bastards)
Ha, what up, baby? How you feelin'?
Bet ya I can make you feel better (Drewmatic, it good)
Listen up, take that off, listen
Came here on a mission with one thing on my mind, my mind, mind
Yeah, I came here alone but I'm leavin' here with a dime
Shawty, you're a dime, you're so fine
Ooh, girl, you've got my full attention and there's somethin' 'bout you
Girl, the way you wind it up, makes me wanna get behind you
So won't you, girl?
Girl, the club about to close, come over here (Oh-oh)
Right now I'm headed to my car, then to the crib (Oh-oh)
And, baby, we can leave pronto (Oh-oh), going to my condo (Oh-oh)
You gon' black out when I
Throw your back out, out, out
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out
I'ma make sure that you feel me, put your ankles where my ears be
And I'm all up on you, all up on you, tryna put you to bed
I'ma do it in my boots, your stilettos, you can leave 'em on
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, give me a bone
Act like we makin' babies, sexin' you so crazy, oh
Don't forget about fore
Play with me, I promise I will make it go "ooh"
When I'm lovin' you, it's like I'm swimmin' in a pool
You know what it is, girl, give me a kiss
And I'm happy that you came, that's a double meanin'
I'ma sleep, sleep, sleep
Your kitty's like a lullaby, I'm so glad that I'm hittin' that
Girl, the club about to close, come over here (Oh, yeah, oh-oh)
Right now I'm headed to my car, then to the crib (Oh, yeah, oh-oh)
And, baby, we can leave pronto (Oh-oh), going to my condo (Oh-oh)
You gon' black out when I
Throw your back out, out, out (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out (Girl, I'm gon' throw your back out)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out
What's your name? (Yeah) What's your aim? (Oh, baby)
Hit me later on and maybe we can hang (Yeah)
You can call your girls, I'ma call my boys
I'm choosin' 'em tonight and you're my choice (Yeah, yeah)
Come on (Oh)
Girl, the club about to close, come over here (Oh, ladies, oh-oh)
Right now I'm headed to my car, then to the crib (And my girls, if it's 5 o'clock in the morning, oh-oh)
And, baby, we can leave pronto (You can come over, oh-oh), going to my condo (And I'ma put it on you, yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
You gon' black out when I
Throw your back out, out, out (Hey, girl, I just wanna throw your back out)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out (Throw your back out, throw your back out, yeah)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out, out, out (Throw your back out, throw your back out, yeah)
(Throw your back, throw your back out)
Throw your back out
I just wanna get you all night
" Wrist (Remix) "
Wrist, ten-four, ten-four, ten-four
Wrist, tip, four (Yeah), tip, wrist
It's Breezy, times Thugger
Wrist, ten-four, ten
Wrist, ten-four, ten-four
Yeah, yeah!
Wrist drippin', 4's tippin'
Wrist drippin', 4
'Cause my wrist still dripping, 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas (Gang), no they do not miss
I'm a champagne-pourin' nigga, I love big asses and tits (Show me them tits)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this
Hold my wrist (Skrt, skrt), tip, four (Four), tip
Wrist, drip (Drip), 44's tip
Hold my wrist (Wrist), tip (Tip), four (Four), tip (Tip)
Wrist (Wrist), drip (Drip), 44's tip (Drippin', drippin', drippin')
Skrt, pull up in a Barbie (That's a brand new 16)
Ten-four (Woo)
Excuse me, darling ('Scuse me, 'scuse me)
You a nympho? (Baby are you?)
Fuck the police (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I ain't never ever gave no info, hoe (Woo, yeah)
I'm solid (Yeah)
In that nigga bitch mouth like Trident (Uh)
I'ma raise up the Ks (Yeah)
AKs and SKs and TECs on my side (Rrrrt)
Better watch what you say (Yeah)
'Cause I'm with that bullshit, I'm so ready to die (Whoa)
Baby, what do you need? (Need)
I'm on the phone with my supplier (What?)
Bitch I'm armed like a sleeve (And what?)
Don't get stuck with a knife (Yee)
Bitch, go 'head, look at my
Wrist (Woo), tip, four (Oh), tip (Hold my wrist)
Wrist (Woo), drip, 44's tip (Oh)
Hold my wrist, tip (Oh), four, tip
Wrist (Yeah, yeah), drip (Oh my), 44's tip (Yeah, wassup, go!)
She told me murk it baby, no problem
I'mma kill that pussy like OJ
Then I'ma turn her over, hit her from the back
Talk to her like my name Rappin' 4-Tay
Slang that dope dick, codeine
Make your whole body numb
You can call me the marathon man
Bitch I make your whole body run
My wrist dripping, your bitch tripping
Yeah, she on my pole, she moving like a stripper
Rolled a swisha sweet, got her in my bed
She was on my dick, and I was on the liquor
Wrist 100K, clips is 50 rounds
Bitch you know my seats is peanut butter brown
God damn, must be the bread
Got me fucking up her lace fronts, gimme that head
Bitch, go 'head, look at my
Wrist, tip (Oh my), four, tip (Oh my)
Wrist, drip (Oh my), 44's tip (Oh my)
Hold my wrist, tip (Oh my), four, tip (Oh my) (Wrist)
Wrist, drip (Oh my), 44's tip (Oh my) (Yeah)
Wrist, tip, four, tip (Oh my)
Wrist, drip, 44's tip (Oh)
" International Love "
[Pitbull:]
Went from Mr. 305, Dade County, to Mr. Worldwide, all around the world
[Chris Brown:] Ay ay, yeah ah!
Now we're international, so international, international, so international
You can't catch me, boy (can't catch me, boy)
I'm overseas and about a hundred G's per show
Don't test me, boy (don't test me, boy)
'Cause I rap with the best for sure
305 'til the death of me
Cremate my body and let the ocean have what's left of me
But for now forget about that
Blow the whistle
Baby, you're the referee, dalé
[Chris Brown:]
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles (Chris Brown)
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat!
Oh, girl, it's international love (international)
Oh, yeah, it's international love
[Pitbull:]
I don't play football but I've touched down everywhere
Everywhere? Everywhere!
I don't play baseball but I've hit a home run everywhere, everywhere
I've been to countries and cities I can't pronounce
And the places on the globe I didn't know existed
In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me
"Pit, you can have me and my sister."
In Lebanon, yeah, the women are bomb
And in Greece—you've guessed it—the women are sweet
Been all around the world but I ain't gon' lie—
There's nothing like Miami's heat
[Chris Brown:]
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles (A-ha)
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat!
Oh, girl, it's international love (international, that'r right)
Oh, yeah, it's international love
[Pitbull:]
Down in D.R. they're looking for visas
I ain't talking credit cards if you know what I mean!
En Cuba, la cosa esta dura!
But the woman get down, if you know what I mean!
In Colombia the women got everything done
But they are some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen
In Brazil they're freaky with big old boobs
And their thongs, blue yellow and green!
In L.A. tengo la Mexicana
En New York tengo la boricua
Besito para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah!
Y en Miami tengo a cualquiera!
[Chris Brown:]
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat!
Oh (all around the world), it's international love (international)
Oh, yeah, it's international love
[Chris Brown:]
There's not a place that your love don't affect me, baby
So don't ever change
I'll cross the globe when I'm with you, baby
Hey, whoa-oh
[Pitbull:]
Chris Brown, this is for the women worldwide
Let's rap
[Chris Brown:]
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat! (305)
Oh, yeah, it's international love (international, that's right)
Oh, yeah, it's international love
[Chris Brown:]
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat! (305)
Oh, yeah, it's international love (international)
Oh, yeah, it's international love
You are international, so international
You're international, so international
You are international, so international
International love
(So round about beautiful world)
International love
" I Bet "
Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet
'Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet
Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet
Don't be mad at me, I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas
Ho, shut the fuck up, miss me with the bullshit
Ballin' like a bitch, all my niggas hood rich
Bring some bitches to the crib, show 'em what the wood is
Your bitch look like Sheneneh, uh-uh, oh my goodness
It's 500, that be the block
Then you see that ghetto bird when you hear the shots
Where the plug at? Tell him meet me at the docks
Sent the little homie through, it might be the cops
Hol' up, I'm gettin' money, boy
Your girl want me 'cause I got them toys
'Raris and the Bentleys and Aventadors
Double-decker buses and them private jets, I spend it on
Painted on the Maserati, look like it been shitted on
Make her lift her skirt up, if she nervous, I'm a pervert
I be in that pussy deep, a nigga fuckin' up her cervix
Leave the condoms on the bed, man, I do that shit on purpose
'Cause I hope a nigga see it when he comin' home from work
Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet (Yeah)
Because she wanna be on TV with a nigga (With a nigga), I bet (Ha ha)
Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet
Don't be mad at me, I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas
I-I-I got a hunnid on it (Ha)
She ain't faithful to you, nigga (Nah)
Word around town, you know thots get around
Nah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homie (Homie)
I give a fuck what you know, makes no sense, you ho
Rolls gas, Royce pedal, pockets on roseo
R-Rosetta, my stones ain't meant for the home, bitch
So comfortable, now get your ass off my couch, bitch
Bounce shit, mouse shit, put in your mouth shit
I've been playin' with the pussy, time to put that thing in
Bang it, I'm bangin', my binger off safety
I'm slayin', she taste it, she swallowed, she's wasted (Ah)
F-fuckin' amazin', pump out that bass like freebasin'
It's a rough demonstration, the mileage, replace it (Cyeah)
Come again, I replay it (Cyeah)
Speed it up, I'm speed racer (Cyeah)
Bet if you catch her lyin', she gon' reverse it 'cause
Shawty wanna leave with a nigga (Ha), I bet
(Yeah, got your ass, bitch)
'Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga (Whoop), I bet (Ha)
Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet
Don't be mad at me, I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas (Yeah)
No sympathy for you nigga (50)
I bet your bitch'll be ready when I say I'm finna leave
We only fuck with the foreigns, Ferrari horse on them keys
You be that nigga she call on when she need someone to love
I be that nigga, we just turn up, we just spoiled havin' fun (Ow!)
After the strokin', I be nuttin' in her mouth like this
And you come home like, "Honey, I'm home, come and give me kiss" (Ha ha)
It's not a thing for me, really not a thing for me
We from different sets, why your bitch wanna bang with me?
All the time, all the time, I be on the grind
Hoes look at me, the dollar signs run across they mind
It's the paper, they know a nigga get it, get it
Shawty gon' be with it, let a nigga get it, hold up in it
Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet (Yeah)
Because she wanna be on TV with a nigga (With a nigga), I bet (Ha ha)
Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet
Don't be mad at me, I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas
No sympathy for you niggas
Y'all bitch-ass niggas got me fucked up. I'm not fuckin' y'all niggas. I don't give a fuck who y'all is. And I don't give a fuck if you Chris Brown or Tyga. And y'all not givin' me my coin. I wanna be on TV, I wanna be on Love and Hip Hop, on Hollywood and shit. Don't get it fucked up
" Wildcat "
Drumma Boy
An ounce of love is all I need to fly with an angel
While the dealers die for it
The kush burn like bullets, both 'em chasing the green
I'm chiefing, seeing
Dime after dime, girl, I need that strong shit
That top of the line, you know that sticky, icky wrong shit (Oh, oh)
You know that there might be a time, pretty young thing
Baby, just try this, I got all the flavors, got you fiening
Oh oh, girl, I got you warming up so take off your clothes (Oh)
And we can do it anywhere, come on, girl, let's go (Oh)
Hallucinating, this hit will make you see a ghost (Oh)
You're mine, it's alright
You said that you ain't smoke in a while, baby
So we gon' fuck and I'ma roll up
It's getting loud, girl, we off that loud, girl
Baby, I'ma work you out, girl, work you out, girl
I love you, Mary Jane
I'ma break you down (Yeah), baby, lick you like a Swisher
Let me light that shit on fire (Yeah), Mary Jane, I'm fucking with ya
I'ma hot box in your hot box (Yeah), you just take it like a picture
I'ma go slower and slower (Yeah), so high you flying, babe (Yeah)
I'ma break you down (It down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Lick it)
I'ma break you down (Down), l-l-lick you like, lick you like (Lick it)
I'ma break you down (Break you down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Lick it)
I-I-I'ma break you down (Lick it), baby, so high we're flying, babe
You so high, you flying, baby
Smoke that shit, better give me a light
My private jet red eye, baby
Give it to you good, beat it up
Yo' pussy is a crybaby
Don't stop, take it to the head, yeah, yeah
And I'm puttin' in work, that 9 to 5, baby
Comin' round, you smokin' brown
Let me bust that, Swisher wide, baby
That white girl, them white papers
Let's roll up, roll up
I'm off that green, she off that molly
I need a bottle of water
And everythin' good, the kitty cat smilin'
Oh oh, girl, I got you warming up (Up) so take off your clothes (Oh)
And we can do it anywhere, come on, girl, let's go (Oh)
Hallucinating, this hit will make you see a ghost (Oh)
You're mine, it's alright
You said that you ain't smoke in a while, baby
So we gon' fuck and I'ma roll up
It's getting loud, girl, we off that loud, girl
Baby, I'ma work you out, girl, work you out, girl
I love you, Mary Jane
I'ma break you down (Yeah), baby, lick you like a Swisher
Let me light that shit on fire (Yeah), Mary Jane, I'm fucking with ya
I'ma hot box in your hot box (Yeah), you just take it like a picture
I'ma go slower and slower (Yeah), so high you flying, babe (Yeah)
I'ma break you down (It down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Lick you, whoa, lick it)
I'ma break you down (Down), l-l-lick you like, lick you like (Oh, lick it)
I'ma break you down (Break you down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Whoa, lick it)
I-I-I'ma break you down (Hahaha, look), baby, so high we're flying, babe
Okay, hol' up I'm 'bout to roll up
I got a pint, gon' mix it with the Sprite, let me pour up
Hell of a night, 100 million dollar yacht
Never paid for the pussy but after this you gon' owe us
She s-s-sick on the dick but don't throw up
Br-Br-Break it down, bend you over
OHB, I'm off the THC
I guarantee that bitch nigga won't show up
I-I-I'ma make the bed bounce, bounce
Give it to you loose style, we gon' pull up at Snoop house
Smoke it by the ounce, ounce
A nigga be too high, now you starstruck, kinda fucked
I'ma go H.A.M. when I'm in it
I-I-I throw 100 bands when I'm winnin'
What you sayin'? It's a limit?
She on my shoulder, gettin' closer, now she a chain smoker
I'ma break you down (Yeah), baby, lick you like a Swisher
Let me light that shit on fire (Yeah), Mary Jane, I'm fucking with ya
I'ma hot box in your hot box (Yeah), you just take it like a picture
I'ma go slower and slower (Yeah), so high you flying, babe (Yeah)
I'ma break you down (It down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Lick it)
I'ma break you down (Down), l-l-lick you like, lick you like (Lick it)
I'ma break you down (Break you down), baby, lick you like a Swisher (Lick it)
I-I-I'ma break you down (Lick it), baby, so high we're flying, baby
Ah, yeah, boy
Ah, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Ah, yeah, boy
Ah, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Ah, yeah, boy
Ah, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Ah, yeah, boy