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" Back To Sleep (Usher & Zayn Remix) "
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Ur-sher, baby
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
I'm gonna love you, yeah
Baby, oh-whoa-oh-oh
Soon as I touch you there
Come and ride on me like the waves
I flip the pages 'cause I wrote the book
On the way how to sex you up, sex you up
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby, I'll show you the way that I sex you up
Or I can lick you up and down 'til you say
You love how I eat on that pussy
You just might go put a tat' on that pussy
That says Usher, Usher
There's no other, other (Yeah!)
Damn girl, yeah, you got that juicy
Love when I make you cum, I make it gushy
One without the other
I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again (Oh)
I go so deep, beat it up again (Oh)
Girl, come and sit on my tongue again
'Cause I love to taste you, yeah
I can tell you been eating your pineapples (Mm)
Girl, your pussy taste like pineapples (Oh)
Girl, when I hit your G, you feel like you gon' pee
Baby, cum for me
Just let me rock (Huh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, oh)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Oh yeah, oh)
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk (Talk, oh yeah, oh)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back (Oh, oh)
Huh, now where you been? It's been a year
Baby, I ain't seen you, you know I miss you (Oh, whoa)
Baby, let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more (Oh)
But I just wanna tell you I'm sorry (Hey!)
For fucking 'round with Keisha and MaKayla (Huh)
For all the Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, baby, don't test me (Huh), you know I'll do it
You want me to say your name, girl? Okay, Karrueche
Just let me rock (Ha)
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl (Hold on tight to me, girl, ride)
No, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
Baby, just stay comfortable, I want you as you are
Baby, just lay there naked waiting for me
Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's 'bout to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So, baby, when you're feeling like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splitting your knees, don't worry that's me
I'm over here putting work in
Baby, you ain't gotta tell me what you want
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, ooh, oh girl)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh (Yeah)
Don't say a word no, girl, don't you talk (Huh)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Yeah), and rock you back (Fuck you back to sleep)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah, aw yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love (Rock you back, oh)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl, yeah)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back
" Bad "
(Okay)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (Ayy)
Uh-uh
Bangladesh
She bad like a student in detention (Trendsetter Sense, Rhythm & Streets)
Walk inside the club and my chain just glistenin' (DJ Drama)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah, I got Chris with me (Chris Breezy)
I bet I drank the bottle until that bitch empty (Aphilliates, man, you know how we do)
Gucci belt plus Louis when I hop up out my Phantom (Yes)
Turn my swag on, all the girls say I'm handsome (Handsome)
I maybe in my Lambo or my jet, it doesn't matter (It doesn't matter)
She bad, she bad, she bad, but she's badder
She lookin' at me (Lookin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she (I'm thinkin' that she)
That she bad than a mother
She starin' at me (Starin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she
She a fine mothersucka (Gangsta Grillz)
She's a fine mothersucka (Ayy) and I think I love her (Ayy)
Ooh, I think she likes me (Ayy), I'll keep her through the summer (Ayy)
Ride me like a wave (Ayy), have you screamin' "Cawabunga" (Ayy)
Bubble bootylicious (Ayy), make a nigga wanna pop her
Let me know just how you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Watch how quick I get up on it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Once I get up on your body (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Shawty, I'ma keep it rockin'
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
She lookin' at me (Lookin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she (I'm thinkin' that she)
That she bad than her mother
That juicy booty (Juicy booty)
Got me thinkin' (Got me thinkin')
That's she the daughter of a trucker
She's the daughter of a trucker (Ayy), booty like a Mack truck (Ayy)
Pull up to her bumper (Ayy), love the way she back it up (Ayy)
Say I got a lot of talk (Ayy), shorty, I can back it up (Ayy)
When I put it on her (Ayy), shorty just can't get enough (Ayy)
Let me know just how you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Watch how quick I get up on it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Once I get up on your body (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Shawty, I'ma keep it rockin'
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too (Oh)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too (Oh)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
I'm like, man, she so beautiful (She so beautiful)
She so super straight (She so super straight)
In the club gettin' dollars (Dollars)
Yeah, she gettin' paid (Paid)
She bad (Bad), she bad (Bad), she badder
Hop up in my Jag (Jag), my Jag (Jag), my Jaguar
Pull up in my Jag with the ice cream paint (Oh)
I need a hundred-fifty thousand just to watch me blink (Oh, oh, oh, yo)
Baby girl fine and her outfit paint
Let's leave this club, head back to my place (Yo, yo, yo)
I'm like, man, she so beautiful (She so beautiful)
She so super straight (She so super straight)
In the club gettin' dollars (Dollars)
Yeah, she gettin' paid (Paid)
She bad (Bad), she bad (Bad), she badder
Hop up in my Jag (Jag), my Jag (Jag), my Jaguar (Gangsta Grillz)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
" KAE "
Every time, every time you tell me you gon' change
You're never right, it's probably best we go our separate ways
If you look in my eyes, you gotta know it's true
Told me a million lies but I still tried to make due
Baby, I gave the time and always more
Baby, you got what you want and now I'm paying for it
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean fuck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
I'mma be okay, my path is gonna get clearer
Live in the moment, keeping you in my back mirror
What you gonna do when nobody's at home? Yeah
Shoulda thought of that when you turned so cold babe
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean fuck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
I guess we were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me, girl
We were meant to fall, fall right out of love
And I can't even say that you were there for me, yeah yeah, girl you
Oh, you're supposed to love, with a love that's official
Talking all that shit, it don't mean fuck around and go missing, oh
And don't try to make up cause I'm fine
Cause you're a stranger in my eyes
(Stranger) Stranger in my eyes
You're a stranger in my
Stranger in my
You're a stranger in my, oh oh
Stranger in my
" I Don't Die "
[Joyner Lucas:]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woooo!
Mind your motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
And my niggas mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die
[Joyner Lucas:]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs
It was that from the go
Just a bunch of little spoiled fuckin' bastards, every single one would laugh at my joke
Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov' (Raah)
A Ménage on my mind (Ayy)
I've been on my grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (yeah)
I cut all my friends off then say, "Y'all ain't on my vibe"
And it's so much more to life than drinkin', party all the time, whoa (Woo, woo, woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (Lifetime)
No more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (Icon)
Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you been at?
I've been doin' this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (Buck, buck, buck)
Always in trouble, 'cause I was never learnin' nothin'
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (Brap, brap)
And all that been sleepin' on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna be on top but them other niggas
Blind for me, but fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' it they get hit with the galick gun (Buck, buck, buck)
One day y'all gon see me (See me)
I make shy look freaky (Freaky)
I make dry look greasy (Woo)
I make hard look easy (Easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe
Now I'm all on TV, hoe (Woo)
Mind yo motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me? (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah)
I don't want to hear no sorry's, bitch, fuck your apology
I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain't that hard to see
I don't wanna get to know you, no please, don't say hi to me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me (Buck, buck)
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die
[Chris Brown:]
That's why a nigga ride with a weapon
Better that than me lyin' on a stretcher
Gunshot (Pow, pow, pow!)
Applyin' all the pressure
Potato on the chopper
Shootin' through the pillow, blood on the feathers (buck, buck, buck)
Rollin' dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7s (Woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a bitch from the back like I don't know better
Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend (buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm on a weed high, dehydrated
Her booty fuckin' skin-tight, Levi made it (Yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never put 'em on the table (Woo)
Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her navel
Do what I say, don't give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
Shit, already went half on a baby (Buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a real nigga how to really fuckin' get a bag (Woo)
How you fuckin' 25 with your first car?
I got 10, that's why them niggas mad (Hey)
Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
Nigga, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)
That's some weird ass shit, you suspect (Hey)
That's a weird ass bitch, don't trust that (Woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done yet (Hey)
All these shots, are you niggas havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so run that (Hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ride in the sunset (Hey)
Layin' on the Westside, hit Sunset (Hey)
Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (Hey)
Bullet with ya name on it, if you want that (Buck, buck)
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die
" Shit God Damn "
I do it, BIG
I'm in my zone, baby
Sean Don (Oh)
C Breezy (Oh, look)
Boing
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (DJ Babey Drew)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Got the chauffeur just to open the doors (What? What?)
I'm fly (Ha ha, I'm fly), and I know it (I know it), oh-whoa (Her too)
You make me yodel-le-he-hoo
'Cause you bad, yes, I know it (Boing, boing, boing, boing)
Girl, you got that fire, need to break me off
Get closer to my bed, then you take it off
And I'm the flyest nigga in here, knock it off (Oh-oh)
See me and Sean came for the ladies (Came for the ladies)
It's about to get crazy (It's about to get crazy), in here
And there's a line around the block
All the single ladies, you'll be taken by me
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (Woo)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn (BIG)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
(That bitch is so nasty)
Now I got a hundred thousand dollars and girls (What? What?)
Both legal (Ha ha)
Patrón chillin' on rocks like the bald eagle (I do it)
Ooh, it's about to get drastic (Yeah)
Ass is like the number one draft pick (Boing)
I does this shit historically
No wonder why they recorded me (Boing, boing)
I'm important as these imported drinks that they p-pour for me (Boing, boing, ha)
Your wifey is a whore to me
I break her, break her off then send her back like she got a warranty (I do it)
Bust it open, girl, let me see somethin' (Somethin')
Her and her friend ask what time it is, 3-somethin', duh (Duh)
It's just me and C Breezy (Breezy)
Life's a bitch 'cause a ho is too easy
I'm blowin' oh-oh-oh-oh
Smokin' loudly, boy
Just blew four Os, I'm outty, boy
I got this shit so cloudy, boy (Look)
All these hoes up in my truck, that shit look like a lobby, boy (Boing, boing, boing)
But you don't, you don't, you don't know nothing 'bout that, boy
I got 'em like shit, goddamn (Ha ha, do ya?)
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (Woo)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn
We got 'em like (I do it, oh), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Shorty, cut it out
You know you like when we talk that shit