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" Bet You Know "
Man, I don't even know why I keep doin' this shit to myself
Shit crazy
Stressful as a motherfucker
I wear my heart on my sleeve, nigga
Glass house
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
On to the next (Yeah)
Already forgot ya like I never knew ya
Watch me pull up in that Phantom while I'm livin' in Miami (Hey!)
Got my heart rollin' dice in a centerfold
Should've listened when I told ya
Should have never played the games
'Cause I been the man way too long (Too long)
And my fall back game too strong (Yeah!)
Now you blowin' up my phone
Talkin' all the shit I would have, but the moment's gone (Hey, hey)
And now I'm done and my heart is made of stone, oh
Ooh, yeah
Oh, look what you done
You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Right now)
Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Oh-whoa)
Oh, and now we're over and done (Done)
If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now
If you didn't know, bet you know now
Tired, playin' same shit for ya
Done flexin' on you
Oh-whoa, oh-oh
Tired, playin' same shit for ya
Done flexin' on you
Ha ha, yeah!
Two of my niggas said they had they way with you, way with you
You know that I don't want it if another nigga on it now
I ain't got no time to play no game with you (No)
Flooded out the Rollie just to drip it on you, drip it on you (Ow!)
Want me to be stressin', but, girl, you know I'm not
Now you all in my Tumblr tryna see what I'm on
I thought I told you that my fall back game too strong
Talkin' all the shit I would have, but the moment's gone
And now I'm done and my heart is made of stone, oh
Oh, look what you done (You done)
You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Yeah)
Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Oh-whoa)
Oh, and now we're over and done (Done)
If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now
If you didn't know, bet you know now
Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Oh)
Done flexin' on you
Oh-whoa (Oh, baby)
Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Ooh-ooh)
Done flexin' on you (Hee-hee-hee)
Hol' up!
Bitch reckless tryna hang out with the enemies (Yeah)
Goin' to another nigga, show up and he pull you out the club
Go 'head with the ho-ass tendencies (Oh)
You wanna fuck that nigga, go 'head and fuck him 'cause I won't hold you down
He gon' let you go in a minute
And all these niggas wanna fuck my bitches because I'm winnin' (Oh)
Nigga, let me know when you finished
'Cause you ain't gettin' over, no, no
That's what I call pimpin'
Oh, look what you done
You gon' make me pull up on you with the next bitch right now (Oh, hey)
Ain't no tellin' what I might do from now (Yeah)
Oh, and now we're over and done (Oh)
If you didn't know that I'm that nigga, bet you know now (Bet you know now)
If you didn't know, bet you know now (Bet)
Tired, playin' same shit for ya (Oh)
Done flexin' on you (Oh, oh!)
Tired, playin' same shit for ya
Done flexin' on you, oh
If you didn't know I'm that nigga, bet you know now
If you didn't know I'm that nigga, bet you know now
If you didn't know, bet you know now
" Without You "
If you had a choice then what would you choose to do?
I could live without money, I could live without the fame
And if every day was sunny, I could live without the rain
And if I ever went up to Heaven, I would fall right back down
That life wouldn't be living 'cause you're the one I couldn't live without
If I couldn't blink would I still be able to see you?
I couldn't imagine, oh
Without arms could I reach?
No way could I ever hold you, oh
I need these things like I need you
If you had a choice, what would you choose?
I could live without money, I could live without the fame
And if every day was sunny, I could live without the rain
And if I ever went up to Heaven, I would fall right back down
That life wouldn't be living 'cause you're the one I couldn't live without
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa, oh
If I couldn't dream would I believe that there could be a you and me?
And if I couldn't sing, would you be able to hear my melody?
I know that something's wrong and I'm afraid that you're moving on
How can I fly when you're my wings?
I need these things like I need you
If you had a choice, what would you choose?
I could live without money, I could live without the fame
And if every day was sunny, I could live without the rain
And if I ever went up to Heaven, I would fall right back down
That life wouldn't be living 'cause you're the one I couldn't live without
You can take it all from me and it wouldn't mean anything
Turn the whole world against me as long as you don't leave
It's getting hard for me to sleep, even harder for me to breathe
I'm used to life with you, tell me what I need to do
I could live without money (Oh), I could live without the fame (Ooh, ooh)
And if every day was sunny (Oh), I could live without the rain (Ooh, ooh)
And if I ever went up to Heaven (Oh), I would fall right back down (Ooh, ooh)
That life wouldn't be living (Oh) 'cause you're the one I couldn't live without (Whoa, oh)
I could live without money (Oh), I could live without the fame (Ooh, ooh)
And if every day was sunny (Oh), I could live without the rain (Ooh, ooh)
And if I ever went up to Heaven (Oh), I would fall right back down (Hey, hey)
That life wouldn't be living 'cause you're the one I couldn't live without (Whoa)
" Kiss Kiss "
Yo, this is Nappy Boy Radio live
With your boy T-Pain, we love rap music
Listen, uh, we got a caller on line one
Caller, what's your problem?
Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain!
How's it going? Yeah
It ain't going good, my girl ain't doing her things she used to do, at all
I got just what you need, brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain (Okay)
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio, we, love, you
What them boys gon' do for me? Aw
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
I'm a country boy from Tappahannock (Ah-woo)
V.A. is where I reside, so shawty understand it (Ah-woo)
And I know I just turned eighteen and I get a little mannish (Ah-woo)
And you see this bandanna hangin'
That means I'm like a bandit, like, like a bandit, bandit (Ah, woo!)
I got paper, girl (Woo!)
The Lamborghini (Woo!)
With the spider seats (Woo!)
You never seen it (Ah, woo!)
So get it, shawty
We parkin' lot pimpin' in my donk
And I know what you want
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, whoa, thick as can be
I'm the epitome of this demonstration, I got the remedy
You feelin' me, so why is you hatin' on my anatomy?
It's bird-like, yeah, you heard right
Girl, I'm the king, so that means I'm fly (Ah, woo!)
If you with it, girl (Woo!)
Get it poppin' (Woo!)
Roll with me (Woo!)
Ain't no stoppin' (Ah, woo!)
So get it, shawty
We parkin' lot pimpin' in my donk
And I know what you want
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss (Hey)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout (Hey), getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me (Yeah)
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be (Thick as can be, yeah)
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me, yeah
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this (Hey)
Because she mine and so fine, (Hey), thick as can be
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty, let me holla at you, you so hot, hot, hot, hot
You think I'd be hollerin' if you not, not, not, not?
I'm king of the town, you can take a look around
Teddy Penderazdown is in the spot, spot, spot, spot
Yeah, I got money on me
Yeah, baby girl, no problem
Yeah, you rollin', shawty?
Yeah, let's hit McDonald's (Ha!)
It's TP, and CB
I'm a Nappy Boy, ah-ow-ah-ah-ah-oh-ooh-wee
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey (Oh-oh)
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout (Oh, whoa), getting with me (Whoa)
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, so fine, thick as can be
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey (Girl)
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss (Yeah)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me, getting with me, shawty
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this
T-Pain, Chris Brown
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
Yeah, yeah
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio (Oh, oh)
This is your boy DJ Pain (Yeah)
I gotta get outta here, man, I just wanna leave with
Told y'all I was gon' do it like this, ha
If you ain't got it by now (Yeah), then you just ain't getting it, yeah
Let's go, Nappy Boy (Ayy) and Pretty Boy (Ayy)
Nappy Boy (Ayy) and Pretty Boy (Ayy)
Boy, I say, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Hit us up, man, (850) 321-8692
Nappy, Nappy, Nappy and Pretty Boy
(804) 698-5430, yeah
" Feel Something "
I need to feel something (Feel something)
I need to feel something
I need to feel something (Feel something), yeah
I need to feel something, woah-ooh, woah
'Cause damn, it's so good
And damn, you're so bad (Bad)
I hit it so good (Oh)
I'll make it talk back
You tell me it's mine (Oh)
You know I like that
I'm reading your signs
Until you climax
I need to feel something (Feel something, oh)
I need to feel something (Oh)
I need to feel something, yeah (Yeah)
I need to feel something (Feel something, oh), woah-woah
I just think it's funny that you on the same page
You usually call me, act like you don't know me
Somethin' changed
I just think it's funny that you don't feel pain
You're so numb to pain
Love has changed, but
Something's strange (I remember)
I remember all them times, baby (Oh)
Baby, undress, I'm talkin' rough sex
I'm gon' stress you
You call me names they wouldn't know me as
I pull your hair back (Hair back)
You start to act bad, oh
'Cause damn, it's so good (So good)
And damn, you're so bad (So bad)
I hit it so good (So good)
I'll make it talk back
You tell me it's mine (Mine, oh, mine)
You know I like that
I'm reading your signs
Until you climax
I need to feel something (Feel something)
I need to feel something (I need to feel)
I need to feel something (Feel something), yeah
I need to feel something, woah-woah
Oh-oh-oh
You in charge, girl, I need that (Oh-oh)
I need to, I need to feel something (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh
I just wanna feel something
I just wanna, I just wanna feel some'
Feel something, feel something
I need to feel something (Something)
I need to feel something (Something)
I need to feel something, yeah (Something, yeah)
I need to feel something (Something)
" Wrist "
Wrist, trill, wrist, trill
Wrist, trill, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist (Skrt, skrt), tip (Woo), four, tip (Woo)
Wrist drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin, drippin' (Woo)
My wrist 'bout 30 below (Low)
Why would I be worried 'bout hoes? (Why would?)
And if you ain't ever leanin', swervin' in traffic
You ain't sip that dirty before (That dirty dirty)
Catch me tippin' on 4's (Skrt)
Diamonds drippin', prolly sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold
With so many women, think I'm pimpin' them hoes
Wrist drippin', 4's tippin'
Wrist drippin', 4
'Cause my wrist still drippin', 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')
No he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is? (He a lame ass boy, nigga)
You gotta come to my city, you gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers)
You should just come on the bed, I should just fuck you right now
Oh just forget what I said, I just be thinkin' out loud
Thinkin' out loud, thinkin' out loud
Can I hit in the mirror? (Yeah) I wanna see your body clearer
Let's think out loud, think out loud
Got my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35
Wrist, tip, four (Oh), tip (Hold my wrist)
Wrist, drip, 44's tip (Oh)
Hold my wrist, tip (Hold it), four, tip
Wrist, drip (Oh my), 44's tip (Skrt, skrt)
My wrist 30 below (Woo)
It cost 'bout 40, it's 50 on me (Ah)
My neck is retarded, but nigga, I'm geeked
My bitch is a baller, but she from the streets
So don't get her started
Handcuffs like I got arrested homie
Ferragamo's on me, got me flexin' on 'em
Mud, mud, I got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shinin', that's them VVSes on me
Leanin' off Activis (Ah)
Tippin' on fours, thinkin' 'bout when them hoes used to sleep on me like mattresses (Mattresses)
But that's how it go, now I'm gettin' that dough, and I'm 'bout to count up like it's calculus (Calculus)
(Actually) I got my name off that trappin' shit (Ah)
But I got the fame off this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit)
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate (Oh)
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)