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" Gone Get It "
Professionals come on
Deputy on the track
(Wheew Chris Brown)
Thick thighs tight booty damn girl you a beast
You like prolly need a dose cause I need the release
Hypnotic that's right what you doing to me
Somebody call the doctor quick because I need therapy
Just like a ninety nine histeria
Are you listen to me,
The way she moves around and round
She was made just for me,
So like a club that's my word I'll never get up and leave
Cause she the type that's right, give me all that I need
[?]
She recognize my game she dig that I'm young and I run it, run it
And I ain't leaving less you leaving with me
Little mama I know you with it so let's get it and leave
You gone get it, get it, you gone get it girl
You gone get it, get it, you gone get it girl
I see that look in your eyes
I see that licking your lips
And I can tell what's going down
How you shaking yo hips
Girl get it, get it get it girl oh oh
Girl get it, get it get it girl oh oh
You gone get it get it
See now what you doing to me
Got that robot type of movement as you move to the beat
Stop fronting know you want it girl come go with me
And I won't tell nobody else cause it's our privacy yeah
I just saw you dang it girl I can't breathe
And my pulse is steady jumping
How I feel all I need, how I feel so unreal dammit you killing me
Simon says turn around and just move your body
[?]
She recognize my game she dig that I'm young and I run it, run it
And I ain't leaving less you leaving with me
Little mama I know you with it so let's get it and leave
You gone get it, get it, you gone get it girl
You gone get it, get it, you gone get it girl
I see that look in your eyes
I see that licking your lips
And I can tell what's going down
How you shaking yo hips
Girl get it, get it get it girl oh oh
Girl get it, get it get it girl oh oh
You gone get it get it
" 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
" Deuces (Remix) "
K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac
All that bullshit's for the birds, you ain't nothing but a vulture (Oh, oh, oh)
Always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Chu-chuckin' up them deuces
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Yeah, yeah)
Told you that I'm leaving, deuces
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Whoa, whoa)
I know you're mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finna throw them deuces up
What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed
I'm waitin' in my hotel room
Seems like we're arguin' more and it's gettin' less romantic
Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
But I'll fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will
I'll fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's amazin' still
I might just put up with the arguin' and stay, for real
You lookin' bad, girl, for goodness sakes
You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our timing is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part about the fuckin' business
Is mindin' your own, uh, and every time I try and break it off
We just yell until we tired, then I break you off
It's useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around
Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold like Michigan
Ayy, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin', but I guess that you ain't listenin'
Rather run around with them nothin'-ass bitches then
Go on, got me hot, smokin' like a chimney
We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies
Deep inside it's killin' me, but soon it's gon' be killin' you
To see her in that two-seater, know that's gon' hurt your feelings, boo
Ah ha, didn't you think you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go, released, into the wind
Again, again, and deuces I must throw ya, peace
You know what, yo? You a bitch
You should have a travel agent, 'cause you a trip
You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit
But all you got is some fuckin' issues, you fuckin' bitch
I hate niggas, but I love your mom
Give her a kiss for me, her second son
Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
You gonna be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever
Girl seducers, they come in deuces
But when I cut 'em off they always become a nuisance
Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch (Ha ha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
So when you talk 'bout "you know who"
I don't know who you talkin' 'bout
According to my old bish, I be on some new ish
She was on some oldish, now I got a new bish
Think I give two-ish? You ain't gonna do ish
Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces
If you knew better, you'd do better
Wanna get the middle finger, but I got two better
So you gonna diss me
Even though you know it's wrong
Know you gon' miss me a little when I'm gone
Drizzy voice
Now I'm ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy Royce
Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
I'm 'bout my business, boys, plus I make paper
Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper (Nice)
Oh, you talkin', what about?
If it ain't how I kept you studded out
You might as well shut your mouth
You'll never score another me, I'll shut it out
Act like there's gum in your hair, girl, cut it out!
Got a pocket full of hundreds, she the only one that's missin'
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it (Ugh!)
Got a racin' Lamborghini, have my homies scared to drive
Haters better put their head down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I'm talkin' ballers slang
R.O.Z.A.Y. on that wall in that Hall of Fame (Ugh!)
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself
The farewell email from a female
But I'm a player, ain't gonna tell you all the details
What it entails is hard to say, like sellin' seashells
By the seashore, but she's not a bore
But neither a whore who needs to know more
The kind you can't ignore but want to open the door for
Or run in your favorite store
And leave with all them shopping bags and half of it ain't yours
I did things for her; ain't rich, ain't poor
I wanted to do more, but hell, I just ain't know her
Well enough to know if this is all she came for
But enough to know tonight excited she came four
Times to my cousin house to see if I was there
Get your minds out the gutter, man
We out here tryna have a good time
And here I am, all heavy with the words where
Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But, shit, they asked for it
It's hard to throw up them deuces
'Cause when you know it's juicy
You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses
Chase Cabooses until the track gone
I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin' sad songs
I'm on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (Deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her
" Trust Me "
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Every time I go, they keep telling me no
And life's travelling fast all around you, whispers about my past
I can tell you anything I want
But I'd rather rewrite my wrongs if I'm allowed to
So let me know if you can trust me
If you can trust me, then trust me
If you can trust me baby
If you can trust me, then trust me
This your moment baby, I'm just trying not to miss it
You just gotta keep it 100 with all your bitches
Tell 'em that you fucking with a thug who got a pistol
That sip codeine and made a quarter million of a chickens
But you know every boy gotta man up
And what's the point of fucking if we can't love?
I wonder she's right
I know I broke her heart now, now I understand her
I know that she wanna forgive but I know better she'll never forget it
All of the people that's all in her head, wish she could make up her mind with decisions
Already heard that she fucked with a player, told me she never would fuck with a player
Even when I was that nigga in jail, one visitation but never no mail
Every time I go, they keep telling me no
And life's travelling fast all around you, whispers about my past
I can tell you anything I want
But I'd rather rewrite my wrongs if I'm allowed to
So let me know if you can trust me
If you can trust me, then trust me
If you can trust me baby
If you can trust me, then trust me
" No Bullshit "
In my zone
Mixtape official joint
It's Valentine's Day so make sure ya'll do that special thing for the ladies
And have fun man, live, love life
Ladies you're welcome
Something to help you get in the zone
Got me?
Tha Biz-Tha Bizness
Three in the morning, you know I'm horny
So why don't you come over my place
And put a smile on my face?
If you're leaving the club
Shawty, hurry up
So we can get this party started and take off our clothes now
You already know what time it is
Reach up in that dresser where them condoms is
And, baby, when I get it, I'll never let it go
Gonna take it slow
(Gangster, gangster)
We ain't gon' stop 'til 9 AM
If you can't take it all, baby, say when
Make you cum over and over again
And I'm 'a leave it in
When we do it all night
We can do it all night
Girl, I'm 'a give it to you all night
So fly, girl
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
So fly, girl (Oh-oh-oh)
Now there are one or two things that can happen at this time of the hour
So, baby, after we get out the shower
You can race me to the bed
Turn off all the lights and light some candles instead
Oh, yeah, I can hear your body calling, baby
Oh, yeah, we gon' get freaky
You know, darling, you know what time it is
Get it in, I'm 'a do it all
We ain't gon' stop 'til 9 AM
If you can't take it all, baby, say when
Make you cum over and over again
And I'm 'a leave it in
When we do it all night
We can do it all night
Girl, I'm 'a give it to you all night
So fly, girl
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
So fly, girl (Oh-oh-oh)
We can do it all, all night, girl
We can do it all, all night, girl
We can do it all, all night, girl
We can do it all, all night, baby, all night, yeah
(Gangster)
All night
We can do it all night
Girl, I'm 'a give it to you all night
So fly, girl
Don't act like you know me
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
All night
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah (Oh, no)
All night
So fly, girl (Oh-oh-oh)
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
Don't you be on that bullshit, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey
When you leaving the club, I just want you to come over, girl
Oh-na-na-na, na-na