Below are the lyrics to "FAN (Freak At Night)" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "FAN (Freak At Night)".
Don't let that pretty face fool ya
See that girl, she's hot like fire
Don't judge a book just off the cover
That girl right there, she'll blow your mind, yeah, yeah
Behind closed doors, yeah, she's something like an animal
Behind closed doors, yeah, you know that girl is a professional
When the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
But that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Whoa!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
She's such an innocent killer
She don't even mean no harm, oh, no
Feels like I'm on the set of Thriller (Thriller, Thriller)
When the evening starts to fold, whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah
Behind closed doors, yeah, she's something like an animal
Behind closed doors, yeah, you know that girl is a professional
So when the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
And that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Whoa! Ha, look
Ah! Leggo
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Okay, freak at night, that's what I like
Vampire to the pussy, I'ma take a bite
Never drive for the dick, she gon' take a flight
A trip to Paris overnight
Bangin' to the beat with our clothes off
Takin' shot after shot 'til we doze off
And I smoke about a pound of that loud shit
And she fuckin' with the white, blow her nose off
Yeah, you a fan, why not?
Bet you never seen a cool nigga this hot
I spend a hundred grand, nigga, look at this watch
And her panties on the fan 'cause I'm hittin' that spot
Okay, when I pull up, I pull out and put it in
And she gon' run that shit when I get it in
Two doors, got two floors in my Benz
I fuck fans, I fuck fans
So when the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
But that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
Whoa!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
So let me fuck you back
Ooh, yeah, it's the general
Come on, kick it off one time, yeah, yeah, yeah
So let me fuck you back
Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body
Yeah, who else gon' beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody
Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice
Yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank on his life
Yeah, he fell in love after only one night
Yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice (Oh, shit)
You always let me in, I got that slick talk
Keep that good wood on me, you loving that stick talk, stick talk
Used to think that we were so the same
I'm real R&B, these other niggas lame
I'ma wake it up, you got the cake batter
Shit, I'ma bake it up
Put you back to sleep, baby girl, no picture
No ho shit, cause I'm a real nigga
Just let me rock (Let me rock, yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Ooh), oh
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk, oh yeah
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, ooh yeah, rock you back
Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah blah blah
'Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots shots shots
Hit it from the back on my end tops
But now I'm sober, so baby girl, turn over, oh-whoa
'Bout to go down, something like a drop top
Taste so sweet, I'll be calling that a Pop Tart (Oh)
Just let me rock
You get some sleep, I'll drive
Yeah, I'm pimping in it (Oh), 12 Play gang (Oh)
Gangster leaning in it (Oh), going crazy (Oh)
I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy
Every time we freaking, baby
Just let me rock, ooh, baby girl
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh (Whoa)
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk (Ooh), baby
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Oh, fuck you back to sleep, girl (Whoa), rock you back (Ow!)
Hard for me to ignore, but I'm really all into you
Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should
Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa
Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl, I'm gonna put it on you
And I'm here to represent, girl
Leave you lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it
And I'm here to put it down, girl
Let me work on you, go to work on you
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, oh yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk (Ooh, ha!)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh, yeah, yeah)
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, ooh)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know I'm not easy and sometimes I drive you crazy
But I'm the best you'll ever have, ever
He's never loved someone like me
Crazy, but balanced
To him, my love taste differently, oh
Sweet, but dangerous
I know that I'm your favorite thing
Well, this how you make me feel
Somethin' 'bout me makes you weak
I'm startin' to think
I'm the best you've ever had (Oh, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
Made you want me bad (Oh, tell, tell, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
Best you've ever had (Oh, baby, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
Made you want me bad (I want you, tell, tell, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
'Cause every part of your body (Oh-oh)
I'm wantin' to explore
To figure out how you feel on top of me (You)
You've got me wantin' more (Oh, woah)
Do you know that you're my sweetest dream? (Do you?)
'Cause that's how you make me feel
Somethin' 'bout you makes me weak (Oh, woah, and I'm)
Now I'm startin' to think you're the
Best you've ever had (Oh, you know you're the best I've ever)
Made you want me bad (You, you, you know you're the best I've ever)
Best you've ever had (Ooh, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
Made you want me bad (Tell me, tell me, tell me I'm the best you've ever)
Kido, Kido
K-Kiddominant on the beat, better run it back
Oh, I wan dey with you all night
I no wan dey with you all day
Omo wa baby, kilode
Kini to gbe oma shey o
You make my head dey gbo gbo gbo
You make my head dey gba gba gba
I no like stress, no gra gra gra
Me I don love off now now now
Keep on rockin' yeah
Keep on rockin'
Got money in Miami
Tree, so baby please don't tease me
Keep on rockin'
Keep on rockin'
Got money in Miami
Tree, so baby please don't tease me
Baby, dance for me
With your lower body
Baby, dance for me
Oya gimme body
Oya move for me
With your lower body
Baby, dance for me
With your lower body
Lower body, lower
Lower body, lower
She love her body, lower
Dey hungry person, lower
Lower body, lower
Lower body, lower
She know her body, lower
Dey hungry person, lower
I wanna make love to you all night
Then I'm gon' play with you all day
Put all your goodies in my face
And keep on takin' this way too far
'Cause I'm in love with you, no lie
You see this magic all around
Girl, just let me plead my case
Turn that thing around and get all this
Keep on rockin'
Keep on rockin'
Take them panties off your body
When I dive, I'm goin' ocean deep, yeah
Keep on rockin'
Keep on rockin'
Tonight, I'm letting you shine, oh
So just
Baby, dance for me (Dance for me)
With your lower body (Oh)
Baby, dance for me (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, dance for me)
Oya gimme body
Oya move for me (Yeah)
With your lower body
Baby, dance for me (Just dance and dance for me)
With your lower body
Lower body, lower (Lower)
Lower body, lower (Lower)
She know her body, lower
Dey hungry person, lower (I'm hungry for you, baby, yeah)
Lower body, lower
Lower body, lower
She know her body, lower (Ooh)
Dey hungry person, lower (Oh)
Yeah, yeah
New Smitty
Let me know, uh
If I push this Maybach, baby
Do you wanna go? Uh-huh
And
Big D, we done did it again
If so, ha
We done did it again
Should I roll this thing out
We done did it again
Or let it go? Tell me
Chris Brown, Omarion
To all my ladies and gents in the club spendin' money for rent
Holla at me 'cause we at it again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Makin' a killin', better tell 'em who you with
Money over bitches, stick to the script (stick to the script)
Drinks that we sip, so they feed us more liters of Crys'
Out the bottle, swallow, never sip (never sip)
And this is good as it gets (come on, come on, come on)
We on some down south playa shit, it's a trip (hahaha)
And I'ma get fresh for all my women (yeah)
AF1's with the strap, white linen (yeah)
Puff in the back with my dollar stacked up to the ceilin'
You will see when they show me on "How I'm Living" (on "How I'm Living")
And I'ma take this time to point out
All my mami's and Gucci and the money (money)
And we can chill on some cool shit, yeah (come on, come on, come on)
More money than we know what to do with, for real (ha)
Tell me, tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play, if you still play
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me, oh, oh
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, yeah, yeah
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
This is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Who you kissin'? Who you wanna be huggin'? (Wanna be huggin')
Made something from nothin' out this life of crime (life of crime)
Money is time, so I spend mine hustlin' rhymes (hustlin' rhymes)
With another foot stuck in the grind (stuck in the grind) (ha ha)
Now lemme ask you this
Have you ever been on private jets with a private chef?
First class eatin' lobster tails
All types of exotic fish, straight shit (ooh)
Don't know your name but excuse me miss
Lemme offer you some wine, pass strike the 9 (just take, just take this)
Light a cigar, fill my cup with the best liquor (yeah, yeah)
Real life is what we are
I ain't ashamed of this, it's all fame (not ashamed of this)
The money just came with this, true game (true game)
I spit to the lamest chick
See my clique so big (why don't you tell me? Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me, tell me, baby
If you feeling it right
If you still play, yeah
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, tell me, yeah
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
Oh, I said, this is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Come with me, come with me, baby
To the after party, oh, that's where you need to be, you need to be
Ecstasy, ecstasy, oh
We gon' get it started if you come with me, don't you just wanna come with me?
And all my dogs with me (with me)
In the penthouse, rent out the F50 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lovin' this life, keep that wrist all glitter with ice
Show 'em what bein' out the hood is like (ooh, yeah)
And we done done it again
Hit the top of the charts, such a lonely star (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't got this play (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me why these niggas hatin' my game, go figure
Tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me, oh
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, tell me, baby, tell me, tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
Oh, I said, this is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me? Yeah
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