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" Socialize "
Yeah, look, acting all sadity when a nigga in your city
Fame going to her head, thankful I ain't buy them titties
And I don't pillow talk with a hoe, that's a no no
In the morning, shaderoom, she be telling all your business
And now I got a couple chickens that I'm flying out the coop
Got some niggas that can fight, got some killers that can shoot
And bitches all on my 'gram, I'm trying make 100 million
Got bitches on top of bitches, I'm stacking 'em to the ceiling
Always a nigga tryna hate on me
And every time we pull a burner on 'em, they want peace
Bad bitches see the ice, they wanna skate on me
I hit the G with my D, now she won't leave
But I don't trip, I just let her stay and sip codeine
You know she can give me head but she can't smoke my weed
In that penthouse suite, I'm the man with the models
And we don't fuck with you nigga, we know you telling your partners
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Look, look, now these bitches wanna show's up
Cause they see me on the road and I'm jolled up
And all these bitches on my line like they know us
But I don't want that pussy, I'ma let the crew fuck you up
She so with it, my bitch bad, she gon' get it
Her lil sister, she thick now, get those digits
This money coming so quick now, need more spinach
We turn a bitch to a bust down if Chris hit it
And I ain't never 'bout to save no bitch
But if she bringing back money, we gon' all get rich
I need a new whip, new chain, talking 'bout the rap game
Keep the bitch tiptoes down, I'm speaking facts mane
And you ain't never 'bout to break my niggas
And all this money, I'm about to fresh to death my bitch
This the west coast, trap game, hit 'em on the crack cane
Spending young money and shit, call me Mack Maine
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Look, 'fore she used to be a solid bitch, but now she fucking with my tolerance
Like I ain't the nigga that's bringing dollars in
Took me from that regular life to living extravagant
Now you wanna flex on a nigga like you the baddest bitch
OHB, that's out of here bitch, I got some new freaks
Porsche 9/11, sitting pretty on the new feet
Two get fucked for an hour then let the crew skeet
Cruising, got 4 on the way while I got 2 suites
Black nigga in white linen with white women
And I ain't tripping, I like women that like women
Ooh baby, they all losing be like women
If I kill the pussy baby, that's a life sentence
Praying light, that's night vision
High-Tec, yeah I like sipping
Sold dope for them gold ropes, I like pitching
Whipping the block in 4 pots, this my kitchen, fuck with us
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
Big buck, bitch teeth crooked, and I ain't let her fuck
I ain't paying for the Uber, never told her that I love her
Kick her out man, every night she go and get her brother
Locked up with the reds, you know she watch a nigga fuck
Dog, I go hard, I am already a boss
On the plane slinging Rolls, I am already a boss
I be solo in the game, I be whipping up a Range
Name's holy wait, kick and fly conversation
Don't complain in the game, I ain't doing no complaining
He don't wanna front it, I'ma take it when I'm aiming
Move real cool, handle business like a gangster
Shoes on the bed, that's a lion to the jags
I be working out, wearing slay ups doing reps
Like the bench press, kill and stand on your chest
No one came in, flip for another set
She re-certified, real nigga whip the stack
We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up
And every time I go out with my homies, I'ma have the party lit, going way up
But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you
Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize
" C.A.B. (Catch A Body) "
Yeah, huh
She know the demon comin' to party, right?
Haha
Yeah
Oh
Mami, you sad, she wanna sit
But she on the pole
She understand, she gotta give
If she wanna glow
Crashin' the whip, whiter than snow
Fresh out the boat
She tryna fly, now we on a trip
Somewhere in Dubai (Ayy)
She lovin' the life (Ayy)
Still high in the buildin', look down at the sky (Ayy)
Girl, that pussy crazy, you know my mind ain't right
I know that she ready, she'll find out tonight
I got a feelin' we finna be close
I got a feelin' you already know
Baby, let me take control
You ain't gon' be solo no more
Know you see me
Iced out for the party (The party)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry)
I ain't cuffin' anybody
Tonight I'm on go, go (Party)
'Cause I can fuck with anybody
Tonight I'm on go, go (Sorry)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight (Yeah, look)
I got it on me when I link her (I got it on me when I link her)
Huh, she like that (She like that)
She want me to fuck her, I might pass
But I still fell in love with her nice ass (Oh)
I see a opp, he see the gun in a light flash (Grr)
Baow (Baow)
They know I'm in love but I'm still a demon
You better not get me in my bag (Yeah)
And we don't kiss when we in front of the bros
I leave the party and come to the shows
You've been through the worst, she ain't even fold
Say you miss, how they ain't even blow (Baow, baow, baow)
Uh-huh, yeah
I'm one of a kind, ain't too many more, uh (Ain't too many more)
That shit I've been through made me grown, uh (Grown, uh)
I got a feeling we finna be close
I got a feeling you already know
Baby, let me take control
You ain't gon' be solo no more (No more)
Know you see me (Yeah)
Iced out for the party (The party, ah-ha, yeah)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight (Yeah)
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry, no-no, I'm not, haha, ha, haha)
I ain't cuffin' anybody (Fuck, baow)
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, party, baow, baow)
'Cause I can fuck with anybody
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, sorry, baow)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight (Yeah, I'm on)
(Come here)
Grip on her ass, kiss on her lips, I'm grabbin' her throat
She doin' to me a couple things I didn't know
She got a dragon tatt' on her back down to her legs
Hit it, spread them wings, spittin', spittin' flames
Nice, I talk to her nice, I'm gon' hit her twice
She gon' take my mic', speak up, hi
Make her sing my line, feet up in the sky
Let's do it
I got a feeling we finna be close
I got a feeling you already know (You know)
Baby, let me take control (Yeah)
You ain't gon' be solo no more (No more)
I know you see me (Yeah)
Iced out for the party (The party, party)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry)
I ain't cuffin' anybody
Ooh, tonight I'm on go, go (Party)
'Cause I can fuck with anobody (I can, I can)
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, sorry, baow, baow)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight
Girl, you can't wear no clothes
Look at you drivin' the boat
Out at sea
Droppin' it off like, "Woah"
'Til you can take anymore (Tonight I'm on)
Dick make you weak, curl your toes
Bet you, you comin' the most
Bet she gon' leave in the mornin'
I see a freak and I want it
I like that, all bad
Innocent, you'll never be
Whip it, this that recipe
Geeked off them amphetamines
We on, babe, on, babe
Coochie is my therapy
Gucci on my letterman
Two seats, I got head in it
This my weekend regimen (Come here, yeah)
Iced out (Woo) for the party (The party)
Chef's got (Oh) me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl (Oh), I'm not sorry, no (Sorry, baow)
I ain't cuffin' anybody (Yeah)
Tonight I'm on go, go (Yeah, party)
'Cause I can fuck with anobody (Ha)
Tonight I'm on go (No), go (Grrrah, sorry)
I'm just tryna (Baow) catch a body (Baow) tonight
" I'll Call Ya "
Hey, babe (Ooh)
I don't
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya
I've been waiting all night long to know your name
Everything about you, girl, I want
And you gotta know that
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Hey)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Girl, maybe we need to spend some time 'cause you got me gone (I'm so gone)
And there will be no playing with your mind
'Cause this here is more than before, this is real
I'm an eighteen-year-old grown-ass man tryna get in your life, let go of me
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Yeah, yeah)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya (Oh no)
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya (Oh yeah)
I've been waiting all night long to know your name (Just to know your name)
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Oh)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya (Hey)
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya
I've been waiting all night long to know your name
Everything about you, girl, I want
And you gotta know that
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Hey)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Most don't get all of that brain and the face is so flawless (She's such a beautiful girl)
And every fantasy in my life I dream about is all in you
If I try would you take me where you are?
That place that many won't ever get a chance to see
You've been so cold (Cold, been so cold)
Maybe (Maybe), if you let me (Let me)
Your flame (Your flame) will be on again
Tell me what you want (Girl, tell me what you want)
'Cause I won't sleep (Won't sleep)
I won't cheat (Won't cheat)
Love me (Love me), it's all that you give
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Yeah)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya (Hey)
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya (I gotta get next to ya)
I've been waiting all night long to know your name (To know your name)
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya (Oh)
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya (Oh)
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya
I've been waiting all night long to know your name
I've been thinking 'bout the way (Oh, baby)
That I'm gon' take it down (Oh, baby)
Ain't no way that you would be in need (No, baby)
'Cause you'd be all I'm thinking 'bout, ain't no way (No, baby)
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya (Hey)
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya (I've been waiting, baby)
I've been waiting all night long to know your name (Girl)
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Body so sick, gotta get next to ya
I've been waiting all night long to know your name
Know your name
To know your name
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Tell me what I gotta do
I mean
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
Damn, I got the list right here
'Cause it's exclusive now, ha
I don't wanna hurt ya, I just wanna know ya
Read me your script, later, baby, I'll call ya
I'ma put you on, aight?
I'ma hit you up later
Two up, two down, I see you, ha ha
Let's go, yes sir, peace
And now you know
I'm out, peace
" What's My Name "
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh (Let's go)
Yeah (Let's go)
I'd like to introduce to you (Uh-huh, introduce)
The future, the young (Future), the new R&B prince (New, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
Spit flame
And me, stick around (Yes sir)
Ya boy Chris Brown (Ma)
Have you ever seen a four-door machine
When them things swing open? (Girl, picture that)
Have you ever traveled up on a yacht?
Sail across the ocean? (Girl, picture that)
Tell me have you ever seen the stars
Shoot across the night sky from a G4 side
Can you picture it?
Matter fact, picture you and me living it
I know I'm just a youngin' but, girl, I'm in a good groove
Right zone, I just need a year or two
Let me stack this paper, I'ma keep the lights on
Let me show you what a hit single can do
And we can act a fool with it
So much diamonds you won't know what to do with it (What's my name?)
The name Chris Brown from Virginia
Ask about me, they'll tell you I'm the truth with it (Oh)
C to the H to the R-I-S (Oh)
I know you like it, mama, just say yes (Hey, hey)
And if you didn't know, now you know
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on
C to the H to the R-I-S (Yeah)
I know you like it, baby, just say yes (Oh, whoa)
And if you didn't know, now you know (Oh)
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on (Ha ha)
I know I might sound a little out there but (Yeah)
The south of France, I'm tryna keep you out there, girl (Tryna take you out, girl)
Take my hand and we can walk up out there with (Let's go, uh-huh)
Brand new bags, now tell me how does that sound, girl?
It's crazy how I'm feeling you
Damn, I gotta get you to see (Love, whoa)
Girl, ya style is so sensual
Slide ya number and just roll with me (Let's go)
I know I'm just a youngin' but, girl, I'm in a good groove (Uh-huh, yeah)
Right zone, I just need a year or two
Let me stack this paper, I'ma keep the lights on
Let me show you what a hit single can do
And we can act a fool with it
So much diamonds you won't know what to do with it (What's my name?)
The name Chris Brown from Virginia (Yeah, uh-huh)
Ask about me, they'll tell you I'm the truth with it (Oh)
C to the H to the R-I-S (Hey, hey, mm)
I know you like it, mama, just say yes (Ooh, ooh)
And if you didn't know, now you know
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on (Hey, yeah, yeah)
C to the H to the R-I-S (Hey, hey, ha!)
I know you like it, baby, just say yes (Ooh)
And if you didn't know, now you know
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on
I see money, money, money everywhere I go (Ayy)
Baby, I'ma cash boy, so where my dough? (Ca-ching)
Girl, I know when you hear my flow (Uh)
Plus all the honies love me when I wear my fro
Ayo, lil' mama, I'm Noah the charmer (Uh)
Better known as that boy Chevy Impala (Vroom, vroom)
Shawty, we can creep while you in your pajamas
Then we can sip margaritas in the Bahamas (Ah)
Amiga, amiga, let's flee to Aruba
We can ride now, I got the keys to the cruiser (Let's go)
You can be with me, ain't gotta be with a loser (Nah)
Do what it do let me see if I'm a loser
What's my name?
C to the H to the R-I-S (Yes)
I know you like it, mama, just say yes (Say yeah)
And if you didn't know, now you know (Hey)
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on (Hey, yeah)
C to the H to the R-I-S (Whoa, oh)
I know you like it, baby, just say yes (Yeah)
And if you didn't know, now you know (Hey)
I'm a pro and I can go on and on and on and on (Ha ha, oh, ooh)
Yeah, it's Chris Brown (Oh, oh)
Ma, you need to stop playing (Oh, oh, whoa)
You know who you want (I know)
You know what you need and I do too (Oh)
Uh-huh, come with me
Take it back, take it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Uh-huh, yeah, girl
Ooh, ha ha, ha ha
This my swagger right here, ha ha
" Let's Smash "
Guess who stepped into the room
It's ya boy Breezy hit 'em with that Auto-Tune
Automatic, systematic, robo to 'cause I want to
I'm a kind of guy don't follow rules
So c'mon baby girl let's break a few
But let me say this
Hold on, are you sure you wanna play with fire
I'm guaranteed to take it higher
If you say you don't then you're a liar, yeah
You don't want my number baby, you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture baby or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You wanna hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
I know her game, she all the same
I don't really really wanna know her name
She went downtown like a stalker shame
But all her friends kept cock-blocking mayne
You don't want my number baby you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture baby or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You wanna hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
You don't want my number baby you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture baby or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You wanna hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it smash