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" Open Road (I Love Her) "
I should've been a better man
Instead of wasting time, spending my life searching for the finer things, whoa
You always gave me another chance to make it right
But I didn't deserve 'cause I didn't understand
And I feel so bad
'Cause you wouldn't do the same to me but I know what your weakness is, is, is
And you feel so mad
And now you're on an open road, so gone, not looking back, back, back, back
I thought I had you on a leash
Like I could do whatever I wanted to when I wanted to and you was gonna wait for me, baby, no
And now the tables have turned and now I feel like you're the master
And I'm on the strings, you're in control of me
And I feel so bad
Now you're doing it to me 'cause you know what my weakness is, is
And you feel so mad
And now I'm on an open road, tryna go, but I'm looking back, back, back
(Way-oh-oh) I'm looking for her
(Way-oh-oh) I'm tryna find her
(Way-oh-oh) I really need her
(Way-oh-oh) I think I love her
(Way-oh-oh) I'm looking for her
(Way-oh-oh) I'm tryna find her
(Way-oh-oh) I really need her
(Way-oh-oh) I think I love her
You can blame it all on me
I know it's like this because of me
And now I'm just like a hitchhiker waiting for a ride
With no cars in sight
And it feels so bad
'Cause you wouldn't do the same to me 'cause I know what your weakness is, yeah
And I feel so mad and now you're on an open road
And now you're on an open road, long gone, I can't have you back
(Way-oh-oh) I'm looking for her
(Way-oh-oh) I'm tryna find her
(Way-oh-oh) I really need her
(Way-oh-oh) I think I love her
(Way-oh-oh) I wanna see ya
(Way-oh-oh) Ooh, I don't ever wanna leave ya
(Way-oh-oh) I wanna keep ya
(Way-oh-oh) I think I love her
" All About You "
How'd did you get so young? I heard that you were born today
Heard that you came from the sky and I just wanna say
Welcome, the world is glad you're here to stay
Have fun, it's time to give another day
Sometimes a fire can get in your way
But that ain't nothing you can't blow away
So make a wish, I have one too
I wish that I could stay with you
Wish you knew how much I want all your wishes to come true
It's all about you-ou-ou
It's all about you-ou-ou-ou today, today
It's all about you-ou-ou
It's all about you-ou-ou-ou, today, today
Girl, what do you want? I swear I'll give you everything
New car parked out front, flowers, bags and wedding rings
Well done, the world is glad you're here to stay
Have fun, it's time to give another day
Sometimes a fire can get in the way
But that ain't nothing you can't blow away
So make a wish, I have one too (Oh)
I wish that I could stay with you (Oh)
Wish you knew how much I want all your wishes to come true
It's all about you-ou-ou
It's all about you-ou-ou-ou today, today
It's all about you-ou-ou
It's all about you-ou-ou-ou, today, today
" Hit My Line "
Hi, hit my line
Hi, hit my line, line
Hi, hit my line
Hi, hit my line, line
I heard you got a nigga but you don't wanna be with him
No, you don't
And if he fuckin' your mood up, you don't gotta leave with him
Fuck that, no more
Why the bad ones always find a waste of time?
I can't understand it
And tell me why the whack niggas always be the first in line
Girl, do you need for me to handle that for ya?
First night, I bought a lick, all diamond
T-Try it on
I keep a bad bitch shinin'
Girl, it's you that I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin'
Nice, just my type
Get your life!
Tear the roof up, I like it
Tryna be on what you on tonight
Baby gave me that fruit punch, she spiked it
Feels right bein' wrong tonight, come here
Hi, hit my line (My line, oh, yeah)
Girl, I need that more than one time
Hi-hi, hit my line (My line)
Girl, I'm tryna fuck your head up
Tell me, baby, how you want it (Yeah)
Side to side (Yeah)
Let me upgrade you, supersize (Yeah)
It's only your appetizer, so don't fill your plate up
Baby, not yet
I'ma get you them shoes he ain't get for you (Get for you)
Get you that coupe that you been wantin' (Wantin')
Fuck you in a house that you wanna live in
Different type of nigga that you gotta deal with
That's life
First night, hit her with that frickin' line (Da-da-da-da-da)
Now she curve that nigga, stiff arm with the Heisman (Excuse me, woo)
Damn, my girl fly, she perfect, priceless
All she did was take that flight
Get your life!
Baby, tear the roof up, I like it (Oh, yeah)
Tryna be on what you on tonight (Oh)
Baby gave me that fruit punch, she spiked it (She spiked it)
Feels right bein' wrong tonight, come here
Hi, hit my line (My line, oh, yeah)
Girl, I need that more than one time (More than one)
Hi-hi, hit my line (My line, ooh)
Girl, I'm tryna fuck your head up
Hi, hit my line
Girl, I'm tryna fuck your head up
Hi-hi, hit my line
Girl, I'm tryna fuck your head up
Come here, baby, all you gotta do is hit my line, my line, my line
Baby gave me that fruit punch, she spiked it (All you gotta do is)
Hi, hit my line
Get your life!
Tear the roof up (Huh), I like it (Ooh)
Tryna be on what you on tonight (Oh-na-na)
Baby gave me that fruit punch, she spiked it (Yeah, ooh)
Feels right bein' wrong tonight, bring it closer, baby
Hi, hit my line
Girl, I need that more than one time (Hi)
Hi, hit my line
Girl, I'm tryna fuck your head up (Fuck your, fuck your head up)
Hi, hit my line
" Champion "
[Chris Brown:]
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
[Verse 1 - Chipmunk:]
They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee off
Whenever they say you can't, take the "t" off
I remember when they told me I wouldn't be famous
Now my dream and reality is simultaneous
And work your own way to the top
If they put you on a pedestal they can take you off
And there's a higher level than the top
You gotta make more, don't make do with what you got
Yeah, so get it in, go sonny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky so you gotta feel
The hunger in your tummy
[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I'm always pushing myself to the limit
Making sure I stay ahead
You made me who I am, from the words you said
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
This gonna be the realest shit I ever wrote
Off the record, no camera’s, forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I'm from Virginia where they hang the niggas by a rope
I used to see my momma getting beat down
Is that the real definition of me now?
I fell off, back on my feet now
Headed to the sky, can’t even see down
Award shows, I poured my heart out
And people still steady trynna point my flaws out
And I’d be lying if I said it ain’t get to me
But I’m a champion, legend, history
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Chipmunk:] [only at Album Version!]
Imagine you was the one, that couldn't get a look in
Couldn't get a booking
Couldn't get a push in when you needed a shove
Or your buttons they be pushing
So now they tryna shush him
It's only you believing in you
They turn you into a bastard the moment you rude
Attitude a little out of tune
But that's how champions move
Yeah so go and get it in sonny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky
So you gotta feel the hunger in your tummy
[Hook] [only at Album Version!]
[Verse 4 - Chipmunk:]
No-one wants to help
I guess you're on your own
Build a foundation with the bricks they throw
In a black and white world, true colors show
Change if you want, everybody grows
Life's like an eel, but try and get a hold
Opinions ain't facts, take em and let em go
[Hook - Chris Brown:]
You made me who I am from the words you said
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion (champion)
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people but not me
I was born a champion (champion)
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion
" Side Bitch "
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
Look, I'm takin' shots of D'USSÉ
Te-tellin' me you love me, better watch what you say
Bi-bitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I'm too paid
What you, what you mean I ain't never committin'?
Every nigga in LA to hit it
I ain't, I ain't throwin' no shade, lil' mama got amazin' titties
Big booty but her brain is missin'
Let me paint the picture
Says she, says she couldn't see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her weight up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin' ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper
I'm-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I told her don't do me no favors, favors
Thinkin' 'bout wildin' out, then the DJ startin' shoutin' me out
Yeah, I'm finna send my niggas to the bitch crib
While she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house
Huh, I need to cool down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that nigga
Get up off that mob shit
A nigga really can't be mad about a side bitch, ha
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons
Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side bitch
Pu-pu-pussy good and hella tight
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin' this bitch 'til she hate it
Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a nigga to be in
Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, whoa)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (th-th-that's why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love)
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on)
He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (that's why)
That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my side bitch)
Yeah, ooh, that's why
That's why, that's why