Find Lyrics

Below are the lyrics to "What's My Name" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "What's My Name".

" 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

" Red "



That's one small step for man

One giant leap for mankind

Columbia, Columbia, this is Houston AOS, over

(Columbia)



Can I? Wait, can I? Should I?

Rewind, just remind me that I'm down

Knocked down

And it's your year

I should have realized, realized, from the beginnin'

You right, you right with that, baby (Huh)

Yes, I know you better

Girl, nobody else matters



If you stay away from me too long, I

I might swim for it

If you keep your love from me, girl, I might

I'ma just keep going

'Round and 'round in circles

Could you stop fuckin' with my head?

'Cause I see the color purple

Don't break my heart



Don't wanna see

Red, red (Don't wanna see)

Red (Oh, no, no, no)

Don't wanna see, see

Red

Eyes turnin' blood red

I don't want this, bringin' out a part of me

(Don't wanna see)



Don't wanna go back and forth, back and forth

And you know it's a waste of time, baby

To get through to you, oh-whoa

You keep arguin' always 'bout the same thing

But you don't mean it, no, no

And I can't believe that you be so cold

You can't even keep a low pro'



If you stay away from me too long, I (Stay away from me)

I might swim for it

If you keep your love from me, girl, I might

I'ma just keep going (Ooh)

'Round and 'round in circles

Could you stop fuckin' with my head? (Head)

'Cause I see the color purple (Ooh)

Don't break my heart (Ooh)



Don't wanna see

Red, red (Baby, I don't wanna see)

(Don't wanna see)

Red (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Don't wanna see, see

Red (Ooh, ooh)

Eyes turnin' blood red

I don't want this, bringin' out a part of me

(Don't wanna see)



Don't wanna see

Red (Don't wanna see)

Red (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Don't wanna see, see

Red (Ooh, ooh)

Eyes turnin' blood red

I don't want this bringin' out a part of me (Yeah)

(Don't wanna see, see)



Bringin' out a part of me

Ooh

Red

" No Guidance "



Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby

Hopefully we don't have no babies

I don't even wanna go back home

Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own



Ayy

Trips that you plan for the next whole week

Bands too long for a nigga so cheap

And your flex OD, and your sex OD

You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)

You got it, girl, you got (Yeah)

Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin'

You just took it off the lot, no mileage

Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent

Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent

Flew the coop at 17, no guidance

You be stayin' low but you know what the vibes is

Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest

Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you're poppin', yeah



You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)

You got it, girl, you got it



Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin

No nine to five, put the work in

Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me, you're perfect

Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl (Oh-oh)

You got it, girl, you got it, girl (Ooh)



I don't wanna play no games, play no games

Fuck around, give you my last name (Oh)

Know you tired of the same damn thing

That's okay 'cause, baby, you



You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)

You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)



You the only one I'm tryna make love to, pickin' and choosin'

They ain't really love you, runnin' games, usin'

All your stupid exes, they gon' call again

Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in

Don't let them niggas try you, test your patience

Tell 'em that it's over, ain't no debatin' (Uh)

All you need is me playin' on your playlist

You ain't gotta be frustrated



I don't wanna play no games, play no games (Oh)

Fuck around, give you my last name (My last name)

Know you tired of the same damn thing (Same damn thing)

That's okay 'cause, baby, you



You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)

You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)

I don't wanna



Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (Yeah)

Hopefully, we don't have no babies (Ooh)

I don't even wanna go back home

Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own

You got it, girl, you got it, oh



Play no games (No)

Freaky (Freaky)

I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me (Woo, woo)

You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie (No, sweet)

Sweet like Pearland, sweet like Peachtree (Like that)

I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me (No, yeah, I like that)

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)

Seen it on the 'gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami

I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely

(I don't, I don't)

But you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me

(I don't, I don't)

I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (No, yeah)

Good to have me on your side, I ain't sayin' that you need me (Yeah, yeah)

Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy (No, no, no)

I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me

'Cause I don't wanna (No) play no games, play no games

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)

I don't wanna play no games, play no games

(I don't, I don't)



I don't, I don't

No

" Make Up Your Mind "



Yeah



Are you done playin' games? I'm not into that (Not into that)

'Cause even in my dreams, I see your silhouette (Woah)

Yeah, I know you a rookie, baby, I'm a vet (Vet)

You get so upset, you ain't leave me yet



Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

You say you hate me, but you fuck me the same day (Oh-oh)

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

You say you hate me, but you love when I'm inside



Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind

Just tell me how you feel, baby, keep it real

Make up your mind



Don't be indecisive, now is not the time (Not the time)

You cry when I tell you the truth, bae, I don't lie (No)

'Cause runnin' 'round in circles with you's not the vibe (No)

Can you just grow up? Tell me if it's love

'Cause I'm in love with bands

Is it me or what's in my pants? (Pants)

Do you think about me, bae, I need to know if you care (Care)

All-white bricks, feel like I bought every pair

Make your mind up, make it clear

If you my bitch, I don't share



Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (With nobody)

You say you hate me, but you fuck me the same day (Oh-oh)

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You say)

You say you hate me, but you love when I'm inside (Ooh)



Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind

Just tell me how you feel, baby, keep it real

Make up your mind



'Cause you know you obsessed

You still think I should change for you

Bitch, you sound like my ex

You can't say that I hated you, I treated you the best

You still say that I'm playin', let me get this off my chest

Oh, oh-oh, young and rich, I got it poppin' by myself

Baby, you a liability (Yeah)

Cost me once and I be out in a flash

I can show you my agility (Yeah)

Thinkin' you was 'bout to get to the bag

Oh, you think you gettin' rid of me? (Rid of me)

Oh, my bad, silly me (Silly me)

Was you really even into me?



Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

You say you hate me, but you fuck me the same day (Oh-oh)

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You say)

You say you hate me, but you love when I'm inside



Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind (Mind)

Just make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind

Just tell me how you feel, baby, keep it real

Make up your mind

" Bunkin' "



Where my real bitches at?

One hunnid

Keep that shit one hunnid

One hunnid



Yeah, my bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')

She went from nothin', now she somethin'

My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')

She only clap that ass for me

My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')

I taught her how to whip a ki'

Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)

She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)

In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)

Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)

We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)

I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)



I don't know if you know how it feel to ride down Sunset watchin' the sunset (Damn, bitch)

California, Los Angeles, nigga (That ain't your problem though)

What's happenin' though? Look



My bitch grind (My bitch grind)

My boo now know I'm thuggin', from the slums (I'm from the slums)

She know I'm in the streets, she hold my guns (She hold my uh)

Ain't seen my P.O. in weeks, fuckin' months (Fuckin' months)

Told her hold my spot, I'm on the run (Skrrt)

I got my motherfuckin' Js on, finna hit Arkansas

Get these Oxy's off

Come back to L.A., fight my case

Where I'm from it's bang or ball

Fuckin' bitches like yo' misses

Flip 'em like a case of rum (Yeah)

Back to to business, flippin' digits (Yeah, yeah)

Splittin' switches with my niggas (Yeah, yeah)

Came from nothin', from nothin' to somethin' (Yeah, yeah)

Know my struggle, my momma know I'm thuggin' (Uh, uh)

Comin' out the county jail, smell like bubbly

Yo' momma love it

Got your main bitch on my side on time, nigga



My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')

She went from nothin', now she somethin'

My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')

She only clap that ass for me

My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')

I taught her how to whip a ki'

Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)

She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)

In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)

Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)

We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)

I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)



Hey hey, now don't it feel great

When you ride through the hood where you known as Bill Gates? (I'm known as Bill Gates)

Yeah, with a super bad bitch in a drop Lamborghini

Make a homegirl hate

Just a trap nigga known to have a quarter-mill a day

Nigga, proof that sellin' drugs on the corner still pay

I make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on ki's

Put the rest away just in case I caught a real case (What?)

Yeah, and I ain't gon' stop

Teachin' you the shit that you ain't know 'bout

On my side when I rhyme, think it ain't no Glock

Stop cuffin' that bitch like she ain't no thot

Hey, racks on that ass, think it ain't gon' drop?

Even if not, but the brain on fire (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Nigga, 14 years I remain on fire

Men do, women too but the game don't lie

Hey, still up to the same old shit (Yep)

Bang on a pussy, nigga, they ain't no shit

Stop playin' with it pussy you know you don't want this

Shut the fuck down or your ass gon' get it, uh

In public, it's nothin'

I'm right back in my bunkin'

Ain't what you do, it's how you does it

And we does it, cousin



My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')

She went from nothin', now she somethin'

My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')

She only clap that ass for me

My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')

I taught her how to whip a ki'

Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)

She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)

In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)

Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)

We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)

I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)



Ah, make me harder, miss your daughter

She just wanna lay and party

Be my naughty girl in college

Fuck you all the time, I'm tired

Wake up on it, it's that

Early mornin', tap that wet wet (Woo)

You know a nigga love breakfast, I'ma bite that (Ha)

Got money in the mattress where I hide it at (Yeah)

She countin' all of that (Yeah), fuck all of them niggas

They don't know what to do with all that

As a matter fact, get on my lap

(Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw)

Put you on the map take you out the trap

From a condo to a larger state

Got double gates

If I catch a case would you wait on me and build me up again?

If so



Yeah, my niggas thuggin' (Woo, yeah)

Poppin' rubber bands, money in my hands (Ha)

Double cup it with the Sprite, mix it with Xans (Yeah!)

We some zombies here tonight

Slow motion, your bitch choosin'

She say, "Don't they call you Breezy?" I told that bitch, "I'm coolin" (I'm coolin'!)

With a hunnid million dollars, got a hunnid on my chain

She got a million dollar body with a hunnid dollar brain (Yeah!)

Girl, your booty like a pumpkin (Like a pumpkin)

And my bitch, she be bunkin' (Yeah, yeah)



My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')

She went from nothin', now she somethin'

My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')

She only clap that ass for me

My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')

I taught her how to whip a ki'

Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)

She bring that dough to me how I want it (Ooh-ooh, how I want it)

In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that, all that, all that)

Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)

We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)

I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)

Categories Lyrics

Newest Lyrics

Most Popular Lyrics

Blog Lyrics

Get In Touch

Jakarta, Indonesia

info-cs@nikonoto.com
Quick Links
Newsletter

So you won't miss out on the latest and updated information about song lyrics from us, please enter your email in the provided box

© nikonoto.com. All Rights Reserved.