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" T.Y.A. "
Yep!
Rhythm & Streets
Gangsta Grillz
Girl, you need to get your money back
You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)
'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags
(DJ Drama, fuck these niggas up!)
In my bag, shawty gonna roll with me (Ow!)
Girl, you need to get your money back
You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)
'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags
In my bag, shawty need to roll with me
Go slow, promise I can make you beg for more
Put that thing on repeat
So holla holla if you with me
Got dollar dollars if you with me, yeah, yeah
Imagine taking trips to Paris
Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it
You got a banging body
Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady
Ooh-ooh-oh
I wanna kiss you between your thighs
And when I'm licking and I'm touching
Super bad, McLovin
Time to go night night, bedtime
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles (Gangsta Grillz)
Hey, mama, can you give it to me now?
'Cause I can tell you can really give it to me now
Come on, girl, get loose with me now
Show me somethin' I ain't never seen, baby
Break it on down for me, get it, get it, girl
Don't stop, right now all I wanna see is you
On top, top, on top (Babe)
On top, top, on top (Yeah)
Imagine taking trips to Paris
Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it
You got a banging body
Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady
Ooh-ooh-oh
I wanna kiss you between your thighs
And when I'm licking and I'm touching
Super bad, McLovin
Time to go night night, bedtime
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles
Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants (Trendsetter)
(A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles)
Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants
Get on the floor, lil' mama, I'ma make ya dance
Hands on your ankles, three-point stance
Six-inch heels, are those Balenciaga?
Gimme that poker face, ha, Lady Gaga
I'm like Sesame Street, gotta eat, cookie monster
Girl, I can put it on ya, eat it La-La-La Bamba
Nah, let me chill though, just like my chain is
Hunnid-fifty stacks, now my jeweler famous
Haha, don't I make it look easy?
Coolest nigga in this spot, that's why they call me Breezy
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles
Gangsta
" Hate Being Human "
I hate, I hate
Oh, I hate being human
I hate, I hate
Say that I will never tell a lie to my baby
I swore that I would call after every show (Yeah)
There must be somethin' goin' on with my cellphone lately (Somethin' goin' on)
The last time that we spoke was weeks ago (Ain't spoke in weeks)
It's somethin' about this space
Between my lips and your lips, babe
That makes me forget the promises we made (Oh, no)
And it's how hearts break (Break)
'Cause ordinary people make mistakes (Oh, yeah)
I wish I was from outer space (Space)
'Cause if bein' me means hurtin' you
Then I confess (That I) I hate being human
I hate (Oh), I hate (Oh)
Oh, I hate being human, I
I hate (Hate), I hate (Hate it)
Oh, I hate being human
Halfway across the world, wakin' up to a stranger
While you wakin' up alone from a bad dream (Ay, ya, ya)
I got demons on my shoulders still at war with my angels
They say heaven and hell is reality (It's reality, oh)
It's somethin' about this space (This space)
Between my lips and your lips, babe (Baby)
That makes me forget the promises we made (Yeah-yeah)
And it's how (It's how) hearts break (You know we could)
'Cause ordinary people make mistakes (Oh, yeah)
I wish I was from outer space (I wish, I wish, space, space)
'Cause if bein' me means hurtin' you
Then I confess (That I) I hate being human (Ooh)
I hate (Oh), I hate (Baby)
Oh, I hate being human, I (Oh)
I hate (Hate), I hate (Hate, hate it)
Oh, I hate being human
Hurts to live
And it hurts to lie
Hurts to love
Oh, and that's why
I hate, I hate
Oh, I hate being human
(I hate, I hate)
Oh, I hate being human
(I hate, I hate)
Oh, I hate being human
" 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
" Messed Up "
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, woah, woah
You know I'm showin' out and
Different vibes and
You the one livin' righteous
But I'm still me, yeah
I know I said I lied
Then you wouldn't speak to me
You don't give a damn what's fair to me
Why don't you just be my therapy? (Oh-oh)
If the tide didn't rise and
And the gas didn't light
We'd just be alright then
I know it looks like I'm livin' life
But I'm stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
Stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
I was down, givin' up (Up)
Gave me love I didn't deserve
I wasn't worth it
You tried to show me what was right
I didn't wanna learn
This madness, tryna hide the savage
I can't lose another bad bitch, I'm not
But you know it's bad with a little liquor
You should never really mix that with feelings (Oh, no)
You know it's bad givin' mixed signals
Puttin' on a good show, no theatre
I know that it appears I'm out here when I'm
Stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
Stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
I just pulled up in your city
Just pick up, you know it's me
Don't give up on me
And we don't care, do what we want when we want
Where we want, if we want
If we don't, it'd be hard on me (Oh-oh)
And that's why I'm still here
Stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
Stressing, desperate
Restless, fucked up again
Living life and risking to get it
But you know I messed up
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
You know I messed up
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh
" Fuck Um All "
You know, this shit is really a lot of hard work, man
Shit, who I'm kiddin'? Man, this shit too easy
I'm in my zone, baby
Two!
(Tha Biz-The Bizness)
Uh, fuck 'em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names, they not important
Fuck 'em!
Hahaha, you know it sucks to be hated (DJ Babey Drew)
But it feels great to be loved
And you have the haters keep talkin'
Babey Drew, you feel me?
DJ Drama
Breezy said fuck 'em
(Tha Biz-The Bizness)
Uh, fuck 'em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names, they not important
Haters better stay in they lane, I'm Jeff Gordon
Nigga, I been fly, and y'all just boardin'
Uh, fuck 'em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names, they not important
Uh, fuck 'em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names, they not important
Uh, fuck 'em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names, they not important
Haters better stay in they lane, I'm Jeff Gordon
Nigga, I been fly, and y'all just boardin'
Uh, all my shit be bumpin'
Fuckin' over niggas like we layin' in a bunk bed
And I'm on the top bunk, while they on the bottom one
Hope you bought your oven mitts 'cause all my shit be hot as fuck
How the fuck I end up here?
Better yet, how the fuck I do it in a year?
Makin' feel-good music like I fucked you in ya ear
Pause, no homo no David Alan Grier, naw
Tell me who the fuck I'm 'posed to fear
If it's not God, 'cause judgment day is near
I wish I knew then what I know now
'Cause nobody can judge me not even Joe Brown
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
Y'all know me, same ol' G
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
All these niggas hating on me
'Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeah
Fuck 'em all like I'm fresh out
Can't say shit 'cause you know what that press 'bout
Do it like I'm Gwen Stefani, give 'em no doubt
Call me commando, I'm goin' all balls out
Pause, so the fans can applaud
Never take a break so I'm always on call
My duty is to do this, when I do it, I be killin'
The sickest, so I shit on everybody, I be illin'
Nah, nigga, I'm cold but that don't mean I'm chillin'
I got some bad shawties and they all ready and willin'
Fingers up to the world like I'm Stone Cold
Shit platinum records and I piss gold
Like a tiger in the freezer, I'm a cool cat
I'm the reason why V.I.P. in the club crack
I know you love that, so bring more bottles
And don't worry 'bout the tab, haha, I got 'em
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
Y'all know me, same ol' G
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
All these niggas hating on me
'Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeah
Uh, fuck 'em all, haters talk a lot
Voices in my head tell me, "Diesel, cop a bigger yacht"
The black card said, "Go 'head, buy another drop"
Garage lookin' somethin' like a foreign car lot
Wow, I swear I'm livin' like monopoly
And there's hotels on every single stitch of property
Nothin' in my wallet, then I'm shittin' on the lottery
Ain't talkin' Twitter when I say yo' girl follow me
Give me yo' Patrón before I perform
Got me spittin' so smooth I'ma call it Drake Ramon
I'm on right now, the ladies on with me
Actin' like they love me, someone give these hoes a Emmy
Fuck 'em all 'cause I know they all let me
They shake they whole team, feel like action in a ESPY
Or the Heisman, status on high man
How can I crash land when I'm flyer than the pilot?
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
Y'all know me, same ol' G
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em all"
All these niggas hating on me
'Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeah