Below are the lyrics to "Save The Drama" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "Save The Drama".
Gun shots, we lots
Hennessy, I don't really like scotch
At the don when I'm talking to the dutch
And the man with the pockets like fam you up
Dippers and the wait notes
Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep your face down
Get loud when that kick sound
You miss it, don't count up
No tops, no tops
Go to collect, we in Paris when we shop
You gotta give the man props
Your girl love a man lots
Fuck it, I'm on that pussy like a rumpa
If I tag her, gotta have her have a bumper
All that pussy got that fire like a dragon
And I know she got that wagon from her mama
Call it a homicide how she do
The guys in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me terrified
I can tell you skilled cause you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me record
And I know where your head's at
Got your attitude from your mama
And I don't wanna set back
Just do me a favor and save the drama
Get the baddest bitch and treat it like the worst
Popping the Henny, tripping if you fuck the pussy first
We gon' fuck, I'm gon' fuck or we gon' fall in love
I will get 'em once, fucking, fucking with the plug
Bitches texting, I'm a dog fetching
Bitch I'm on, no flexing, fuck a 100 besties
See that's just for that extra Range, she'd to forget them
Your body's under my belt, just to make it official
I forget that he mission, never forget the pistol
Thinking all the way in, killing and leave the victims
I got trust issues, I might think you tripping
Really I be tripping, rolling with all the spitting
West is, this the gang, bitch you better catch it
'Fore you be over tested, rather pull up in a Bentley
Used to pull up in Chevys, I'm the kind that can get enough
I'm the kind that can get the paper cause I can't get enough nigga
Call it a homicide how she do
The guys in Jamaica, man jealous
Make me terrified
I can tell you skilled cause you using your melody
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me record
And I know where your head's at
Got your attitude from your mama
And I don't wanna set back
Just do me a favor and save the drama
Likkle waste girl
Lick her waste girl
Lick di poom poom
Like di taste girl
I done made love in the strangest places
I'm a real plug move things on the daily
Like di mon on the moon I'll be safe
Smoke di ganja mi ugh
Everyday
I'm a rider, she a rider
Hold the Glock 9 right on side her
Hit the high notes like Mariah
Body feel electric when the vibe is right
I'm a drug I'm 'a get you high tonight
Fall in love with me
Pussy mine tonight
I could see you want me
Pull you closely
Sound on silent
Ignore the phone ring
Deep breath
Hands on knees
Just get it
Real small waist
Fat ass, lil titties
Email please gates don't do digits
Mouth on bling just spent 2 million
Laid back, low key, big lean sipping
S63 coupe yeeee I'm whipping
Heroin trap back street move chickens
New boo thing on fleek roof missing
Chris B hit me, dip through kick it
Straps on lap
Big shit I give her
Hat to the back
Lot of tats I'm chillin'
Matter of fact
Big racks I give her
Kevin Gates don't hang
Bae stop slippin'
Bullshit make a real nigga lose interest
Oh, no no no no
Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor
Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door
Sex tape never, 'less she let me record
And I know where your head's at
Got your attitude from your mama
And I don't wanna set back
Just do me a favor and save the drama
Hey DJ
Lady in a glass dress
I can see right through you
You act like you don't want this
But you know that you do
Since he broke your heart, girl
You say you'll never love again
And you won't let it stop, girl
But we know in the end
You still dream, dream
You still dream, dream
Baby, I can make your dreams come true
Oh, oh, my lady in the glass dress
Ooh, ooh
I know it's late, I know it's late
And, baby, I can't focus, focus
I just flew in town today
I'm hoping that you notice. Did you notice?
I just posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding stands
I know you got work pretty early
I'll be around 'bout 3:30
Usually you're done by one, so, baby, when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm coming through to meet ya, oh, yeah, to meet ya, oh
I know you're almost half asleep but you know I might just reach ya (reach ya, baby)
[Alternative version:]I know you're almost half asleep but you know how much I need ya (wake up, wake up, need ya, baby)
Girl, I need ya, oh (need ya, baby)
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh
I know you got work pretty early
I'll be around by 3:30
Usually you're done by one, so, baby, when I wake you up
Just let me rock, I'mma fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Baby, just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know you want me, how you feel me 'cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride (let me love you), sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job,
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job,
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Ur-sher, baby
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
I'm gonna love you, yeah
Baby, oh-whoa-oh-oh
Soon as I touch you there
Come and ride on me like the waves
I flip the pages 'cause I wrote the book
On the way how to sex you up, sex you up
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby, I'll show you the way that I sex you up
Or I can lick you up and down 'til you say
You love how I eat on that pussy
You just might go put a tat' on that pussy
That says Usher, Usher
There's no other, other (Yeah!)
Damn girl, yeah, you got that juicy
Love when I make you cum, I make it gushy
One without the other
I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again (Oh)
I go so deep, beat it up again (Oh)
Girl, come and sit on my tongue again
'Cause I love to taste you, yeah
I can tell you been eating your pineapples (Mm)
Girl, your pussy taste like pineapples (Oh)
Girl, when I hit your G, you feel like you gon' pee
Baby, cum for me
Just let me rock (Huh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, oh)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Oh yeah, oh)
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk (Talk, oh yeah, oh)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back (Oh, oh)
Huh, now where you been? It's been a year
Baby, I ain't seen you, you know I miss you (Oh, whoa)
Baby, let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more (Oh)
But I just wanna tell you I'm sorry (Hey!)
For fucking 'round with Keisha and MaKayla (Huh)
For all the Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, baby, don't test me (Huh), you know I'll do it
You want me to say your name, girl? Okay, Karrueche
Just let me rock (Ha)
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl (Hold on tight to me, girl, ride)
No, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
Baby, just stay comfortable, I want you as you are
Baby, just lay there naked waiting for me
Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's 'bout to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So, baby, when you're feeling like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splitting your knees, don't worry that's me
I'm over here putting work in
Baby, you ain't gotta tell me what you want
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, ooh, oh girl)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh (Yeah)
Don't say a word no, girl, don't you talk (Huh)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Yeah), and rock you back (Fuck you back to sleep)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah, aw yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl)
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, yeah)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back
Yeah
Oh-oh
Baby, he's the reason for the way you feelin'
I know what you need
And you can get it on sight (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
'Cause I ain't like the others
Soon you gon' discover
This that type of lovin' that can change your life, oh-oh
I got all the time in the world (Huh)
No expectations at all (No)
I just want what's best for you, girl
Relieve that headache, babe
I'm your Tylenol
He don't deserve your time
Put him on the bench a while
Let me do you better
Whoa
Don't you deserve to smile?
I'ma put in overtime
Let me do you better
Better (Hey)
Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Ha)
Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done
And we can wake up runnin' back and repeat it
Let me do you better, whoa-whoa (Yeah)
I can see you stressin', let me be your blessin'
Baby, if you let me, I can ease your mind (Yeah), whoa, yeah
Girl, you need to face it, I am the replacement
I'm the better version, call me two-point-five, oh yeah yeah yeah
(I got all)
I got all the time in the world (Huh)
No expectations at all
I just want what's best for you, girl (You, girl)
Well, leave that headache, babe
I'm your Tylenol
(He don't, no, hey)
He don't deserve your time (Oh, no)
Put him on the bench a while
Let me do you better
Whoa (Yeah)
Don't you deserve to smile? (You do)
I'ma put in overtime (Oh)
Let me do you better
Whoa, whoa
Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Treated, yeah, ha)
Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done (Woo!)
And we can wake up, run it back and repeat it (Oh, and repeat)
Let me do you better (Oh), whoa-whoa
When you're tired of all his talk, yeah
When you want action, give me a call
'Cause baby, I can show you how
Satisfaction goes (Hey), let me show you now, whoa-oh
Ooh, ooh (Ha ha)
Do you better
Ooh, ooh (Ha ha)
Do you better, yeah
He don't deserve your time (Oh-oh)
Put him on the bench a while
Let me do you better (Better)
Whoa (Better)
Don't you deserve to smile? (Deserve)
I'ma put in overtime (Overtime)
Let me do you better (I'll do you better, yeah)
(I'll do you better, yeah)
Let me teach you the way you should be treated (Ooh, ha)
Let me do it the way, know you need it to be done
And we can wake up, run it back and repeat it (Hey)
Let me do you better, whoa-whoa
(Do you better now, better)
(Do you better now)
He don't deserve your time
Put him on the bench a while
Let me do you better
Whoa
Don't you deserve to smile?
I'ma put in overtime
Let me do you better (Oh)
Better (Oh)
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