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" Came To Do "
Let me see
It ain't nothin' to make you want it
Get you tipsy, a little blunted
I pulled up in the S-500
Fucked up, feelin' all up on it
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I came to do
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I, oh (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (Oh-oh)
You know what I— (For all my ladies, oh-oh)
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh)
For them girls
(Oh-oh)
For all my ladies (Oh-oh)
For all my ladies
Baby, you're so damn beautiful, and I, I really like it
I love your smile and the way that you move, yeah, yeah
Baby, can I have a minute? (A minute)
Girl, I promise I won't waste your time
'Cause I know you're kinda busy
Basically all I'm tryna say is you caught my eye
I know you need love, I'm tryna give it (Give it)
And if you don't trust me, I'll show you
I'm a man of my word, girl (Word, girl)
And if you're ready for the world, I'll give it to ya (To ya)
I'm so in love, like
It ain't nothing to make you want it
Get you tipsy, a little blunted
I pulled up in the S-500
Fucked up, feeling all up on it
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I came to do
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I, oh (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (You know)
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (You know, babe)
You know what I came to do (I came to do, oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (Oh-oh)
You know what I— (For all my ladies, oh-oh)
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh, yeah)
For them girls
For all my ladies (Oh-whoa, oh-oh)
Yeah, this for all my ladies (Oh-oh)
Woo
To all my ladies
See I'll give you what you want (What you want)
And he'll give you what you don't (What you don't)
I'm the man of the year (Year)
He just the man of the month
A hundred stacks in the trunk, he gon' do it
She got a hundred packs in the dump, he won't do it
And she type to fuck with real niggas (Yeah)
And I'm the type that you want, and you knew it
See I'm just out here countin' money while these niggas need a loan
Why you fuckin' with these dummies? We need to be alone
'Cause I'm wanting you, baby, so what it do?
'Cause I wanna change your life, me and you
(Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you
You know what I came to do
You know what I came to do, girl (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (You know, babe, oh-oh-oh)
You know what I came to do (Came to do, oh-oh)
You know what I came to do (Oh-oh)
For them girls
For all my ladies (Oh-oh)
You know what I came to do, you (Yeah)
You know what I—
You know what I came to do, oh-oh
(Oh-oh)
Yeah, this for all my ladies (Oh-oh)
Ladies, ladies
For all my ladies
" 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
" Privacy "
I need your body in ways
That you don't understand, but I'm losing my patience
'Cause we've been going over and over again
Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it
Know I gotta kiss it, baby
Give it to me, lick it lick it inside and out
You know that I just wanna make love
Want you to scream and shout
And baby, when I'm deep in it now
I'ma slow it down, 'cause ain't no speed limit
When we're moving at the speed of sound
We gon' turn all the way up when the lights down
Why your pussy so damn good, miss lady?
Go and put that booty up, baby, one on one
You know I'ma go crazy when your legs in the air
You know your panties never getting in the way
You know I kinda like it, when you make me work for it
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
You don't need a shower, you already wet
Know that pussy power, telling me, I ain't ready yet
I say, "Fuck it," face my fears, baby
When I lick it, I put tears in it
Put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date
You know I love foreplay, 12 play, everything
Know my lovin' don't change
I don't really give a fuck what a hater say
'Cause you fine, baby
And it's alright 'cause you're all mine, baby, ooh, hoo
Girl, I'ma let you get crazy
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
Baby, I promise I won't tell nobody
Just long as you let me hit it like every night
I could give a fuck 'bout the club, 'cause that pussy tight
Do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right
I'ma split your weave and you askin' me to stay the night
Whipped cream on your titties, then you suckin' on my dick with ice
Oh my God, oh my God, my bitch get me right
Ain't gotta pay for that pussy, my dick can change your life
I'm tired of missionary, wanna see you on your face
Put that ass up in the air, I'm lovin' how that pussy taste
Damn, on your side, on your side
Stop runnin' from this dick, I ain't 'bout to let you slide this time
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
Privacy
Boom shakalacka
Hahaha
" 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
" This Ain't "
Girl, it just don't feel the same, wish I could go back in time
Seems like every time I say your name, I just wanna press rewind
You said you just want me back, but I don't think that you ready yet
And I know that you want me to stay
You said if I love you I would, I would, I would, I would
If we look at how we live, it's no good
Babe, it's no good, no good, no good, no good
And you know, you know I'm right
'Cause we're just fucking, baby
This ain't loving, baby
We're just fucking, baby
But this ain't loving, baby
No, you want it
I ain't your man, girl, I'm only your friend
Wish that I could read your mind 'cause I don't know if you telling the truth
You can tell me every lie, tell me how do I believe you?
'Cause once we get to kissing, you gon' have me finished, and I'll feel something's missing
I say I'm cool fucking 'round with you
You said if I loved you I would, I would come back to you
If we look at how we live, it's no good
Babe, it's no good, no good, no good, no good
Girl, you know, you know I'm right
'Cause we're just fucking, baby
This ain't loving, baby
We're just fucking, baby
But this ain't loving, baby
No, you want it
I ain't your man, girl, I'm only your friend