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" I Wanna Be "
Look (Ooh)
I know we've been friends for a while now (Hey, hey)
But, I just feel like I can confess to you (Na-na-na-na-na, yeah)
It's gon' be hard but (Oh)
Alright, here it goes
Imagine that the pillow that you cried on was my chest
And the tissue that you wiped your face with was my hand
Girl, imagine if you needed advice about some other guy
I'm the one that comes to mind
Not tryna hear you tell nobody that I'm just a friend
Just tryna make sure I'm that body that you call your man
And any time you need a shoulder
It's yours, night or day, but what I'm tryna say is
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Said I wanna be)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes
Wanna be the one you run to
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you
I wanna be, yeah, wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (Girl, I wanna be)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (Oh)
Whatever you need, girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover (Oh), girl, I wanna be
Would it be cool, would you mind if I called you my boo?
What if the next whip you was pushing was the one I bought for you?
Can I be the one that meets your pops and take your mama shopping?
Be the only one they like
Wait, have you thought about it
Wait, really thought about it?
Maybe you should take some time
Call your girls and talk about it, yeah
'Cause I done already made up my mind (My mind)
Don't need no more time to know if I wanna be with you
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Yeah, I wanna be, yeah)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes (Oh)
Wanna be the one you run to (Wanna be that)
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you (Wanna be that)
I wanna be, yeah, wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (I wanna)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (All the fellas, yeah)
Whatever you need (Whatever you need), girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover (Hey), girl, I wanna be
Put me on your screen saver, all over your MySpace
And make me one of your top favorites, that's where I wanna be
The one you crying for, stand up for and fighting for
Wanna be your good, bad, love, hate, girl
Cross my heart, hope to die, on everything that's good
I'ma do you right, show you right, get this understood
Cross my heart, hope to die, on everything that's good
I'ma do you right, show you right, get this understood
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Oh, oh)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes (When you open your eyes)
Wanna be the one you run to
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you (Oh)
I wanna be, yeah (I wanna be yours), wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (Jealous, yeah)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (Fellas)
Whatever you need (Oh), girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover, girl, I wanna be
Oh, I wanna be yours
Girl, I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
Be yours
I wanna be, be yours
I wanna be, be yours
" Start It Slow "
Finna found a bad girl out in LA
I fell in love with her on the first date
She got "queen" written all over her face
When she gotta go, I just tell her to stay, got a nigga sprung
The way you move your body, girl, you make me wanna love ya
She the only one after I hit it, I just wanna cuddle
She call me "daddy", she ain't never had a father but I'm cool with her mother
She gon' have a baby when we fuckin', we don't never use a rubber
We gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here
Girl, you know that pussy belongs to me
You know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up
Sauvignon blanc, we gon' drink the whole bottle (Oh, oh)
I'ma pop a molly 'cause you know it make me tear it up for hours (Yeah, yeah)
Pussy so wet, squirtin' on a nigga, she done gave me a shower (She done gave me a shower)
Then I put it all in, all in, then she get a little louder, oh
Smackin' on the booty, she done came 'bout three times (Oh)
She gotta go to work in the mornin', so tonight is our free time
And when she get her ass off of work, I'ma take her on a G-5
All around the world, that's my girl, we the best when we high (Oh)
We gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Girl, you know that pussy belongs to me
You know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up
Wanna spend the rest of my life with her
She my ride or die, hold it down for me, that's my nigga
You can get it all from me
I got a wedding ring for you, baby
All I need is for you to say one word and that's "yes"
We go anywhere you wanna go
Makin' love in Italy all way to Monaco
Lookin' at the water when we pull up to the coast
And a candlelight dinner, celebrate and make a toast
Then it's to the bed, you just tell me when to go
Doin' all that freaky shit that's for grown folks
Kissin' on that pussy, know you need a little more
All my heart and all my love
We gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)
Take off your panties, leave 'em right here (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Girl, you know that pussy belongs to me
You know that body is gold to me
Make it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up
" 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
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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
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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
" Changed Man "
Daily, I've been waiting for the time
To pass and let it fade in
But baby, my patience is driving me crazy
Making me feel apart
What do you do when the truth isn't quite enough?
They looking at you, telling you, "We need to break it up"
You need to trust what you do, it's you and me in love
But I'ma make it up to you and show the world
I'm a changed man
'Cause you mean much to me
I don't wanna be done
I'm doing all that I can
And everybody hates Chris
They can never understand
So can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love again?
Girl, I know I told you
Baby, this ain't over
This ain't over
It ain't over
I remember your touch, God, I miss you so much
Please believe me, baby, I'm sorry
And all of this money and fame can never amount
To every morning when I see your face
What do you do when the truth isn't quite enough?
They looking at you, telling you, "We need to break it up" (Oh whoa)
You need to trust what you do, it's you and me in love
But I'ma make it up to you and show the world
I'm a changed man
'Cause you mean much to me (Oh whoa)
I don't wanna be done (I don't wanna be done)
I'm doing all that I can
And everybody hates Chris (Everybody, yeah)
They can never understand
So can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love again? (Oh, oh, oh)
Girl, I know I told you
Baby, this ain't over (It ain't over)
This ain't over (It ain't over, baby)
It ain't over (Yeah)
Saying I'm sorry doesn't make it alright
I know, I know
But I believe that we can make it if we try, if we try
Yeah, yeah, whoa
I'm a changed man
'Cause you mean much to me (Oh, oh, oh)
I don't wanna be done
I'm doing all that I can
And everybody hates Chris (Oh)
They can never understand (They can't understand)
So can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love? Can we love?
Can we love again? (Oh)
Girl, I know I told you (Told you)
Baby, this ain't over (Over)
This ain't over
It ain't over
It ain't over, oh
It ain't over
It ain't over
" Let The Blunt Go "
League of Starz
Sorry Jaynari
Funk Flex, Chris Brown
Who you mad at? Me or yourself?
Gold chain, gold chain
Gettin' money gon' and watch these hoes change
I'm in the party, got these bitches off molly and they're rollin'
Bitches poppin' pills like it's for pain
In their eyes I'm the shit
Molly probably fantasisin' all about my dick
Only one real nigga, take a pic
And all you haters, I'ma take your bitch
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin', where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Too many cars, a parade when I pull up
Glass jaw, catch a fade, that's a chin up
If you ain't lookin', I'ma eat your hoe for dinner
She said that she a virgin but I fucked her in Virginia, ha ha
I ate her at the SupperClub
Bad bitches at Greystone, but they're just some runner-ups
Now every nigga in here seein' if you tryna fuck
And every nigga in here schemin', gon' try your luck
Ha, I'm A-1, no steak sauce, nigga, they spray dumb
It's like ratatatat
Cross your baseball cap
A couple hoes in your face like Jason
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin' where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin' where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go