Paper, Scissors, Rock (Feat. Big Sean & Timbaland)

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Paper, Scissors, Rock (Feat. Big Sean & Timbaland)
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[Timbaland]
Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowing up my heart then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either you stupid, don’t know what you got got got
I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

 

[Chris Brown – Chorus]
Is you crazy, did you lose it
Are you stupid, are you foolish
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you playing?
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away
throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away

 

[Timbaland]
Well I can take you back to the spot you was bought bought bought
Make ’em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
Climb up on this boat and show me how you drop, drop, drop

 

I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

 

[Chris Brown – Chorus]

 

[Big Sean]
Okay woah there, woah there, is you noodle
Cock-a-doodle
Are you crazy, crazy, crazy bitch
Did you knock a couple screws loose?
I know what time it is, only cause you (cuckoo)
I got bitches jumping for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
Are you tryna leave, are you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
You’s a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
And you gave me heads and tails
Throw it at me baby, I be the wishing well
For real though, I know our shits not perfect
We connected in our space where our love’s written in cursive
Put that rock up on your finger
Paper in your hands
But you can’t cut me out
Bitch this ain’t no game

 

[Chris Brown – Chorus]

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Back To Sleep

I know it’s late, I know it’s lateAnd baby I can’t focus, focusI just flew in to town todayI’m hoping that you notice, did you notice?I just posted my landing, ohWondering if the same old understanding, stands
I know you got work pretty early, I’ll be around ’bout 3:30Usually you done by one, so baby when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girlDon’t say a word no, don’t you talkJust hold on tight to me girlFuck you back to sleep girl rock you back
Now where you at? Just dropped my bagsI’m coming through to meet ya, oh yeah, to meet ya ohI know you’re almost half asleep but you know I might need yaGirl I need ya, ohGon’ gimme that spare key, ohBut if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh
I know you got work pretty early, I’ll be around by 3:30Usually you’re done one, so baby when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girlDon’t say a word no, don’t you talkBaby just hold on tight to me girlFuck you back to sleep girl, rock you
Ain’t sorry that I woke ya, I ain’t sorry ’bout ya jobCall sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your loveI know you want me, how you feel me cause you never disagreeSo when you wake from your sleep, girl
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girlDon’t say a word no, girl don’t you talkJust hold on tight to me girlFuck you back to sleep girl, and rock you back
Ain’t sorry that I woke ya, I ain’t sorry ’bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girlCall sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your loveAin’t sorry that I woke ya, I ain’t sorry ’bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girlCall sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love

Look at Me Now (Feat. Busta Rhymes & Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Chris Brown]
I don’t see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can’t even get in
Hahaha, leggo

 

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me, I’m on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

 

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I’m getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

 

 
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
‘Cause I’m killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops I said on my dick
I ain’t really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I’m done

 

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When you’re doing that thing over there homie
Ahahahah
Let’s go!
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’m running
And I’m feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don’t and I won’t ever stop
‘Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day
Go!
See they really really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
Ohhh
You ain’t never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing
‘Cause it doesn’t matter, ’cause I’m gonna dadadada
Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again [breath]
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style
And niggas know that I’m the the best when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I’m banging in the west
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what’s next? Let’s go
See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace
And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I get it
And we always gotta do it take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it, have it

 

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I’m getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

 

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y’all doin’?
I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I don’t eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain’t eatin’, fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said, “Shoot ’em”, and I said, “Okay”
If you on that bullshit then I’m like olay
I don’t care what you say, so don’t even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That’s word to my flag, and my flag red
I’m out of my head, bitch I’m outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
You ain’t hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying
What’s poppin’ Slime? Nothin’ five, and if they trippin’ fuck ’em five
I ain’t got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and sprite on a private flight,
Bitch I’ve been tight since “Guiding light”,
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma’s nice and my daddy’s gay
You faggots scared ’cause I’m too wild, been here for a while
I was like fuck trial I puts it down
I’m so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch

 

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I’m getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, I’m fresher than a motherfucker

 

[Outro: Chris Brown]
Okay, okay
Is that right?
I’m fresher than a motherfucker

Nothing But Love For You

Yea, Young, Young, Young ChrisUh huh uh huh yo, yo, yoDrop the beat about right about, yea right there right thereUh huh oooooo yea…
[Verse 1](Check it)Why you calling me a playa?Why you call me little shorty-mac?You should be calling me you RomeoCuz I’m looking for my JulietYou say I want my cake and eat it tooI’m digging every chick up in this schoolFrom time and time again I tell youI got nothing but love for you
[Chorus]I got nothin’ but love for you babyGot nothin’ but love for you babyCross my heart girl I wouldn’t lead you onNothin’ but love, nothin’ but loveI got nothin but love for you babyJust believe these words that I’m sayinGot nothin’ but love for you babyNothin’ but love, nothin’ but love
[Verse 2]I can’t helpThat half of these chicks in school be diggin meIt’s just who I amGirl you need to know (oh girl you should know)But I can tellThat I want you hear right next to meThough you be raising hellTime and time again I say
[Chorus]
[Bridge](Wait, wait hold up)Pause, just for minuteCause I need a minuteTo let you know what’s really real(yea, yea you know it)Hold up, I need secondBaby wait I gotta finishYou think you know what I feelTime and time again I say
[Chorus x2]

Back to Sleep

[Verse 1]
I know it’s late, I know it’s late
And baby I can’t focus, focus
I just flew in to 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 done by one, so baby when I wake you up

 

[Chorus]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don’t say a word no, don’t you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl rock you back

 

[Verse 2]
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 need ya
Girl I need ya, oh
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 one, so baby when I wake you up

 

[Chorus]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don’t say a word no, don’t you talk
Baby just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you

 

[Bridge]
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

 

[Chorus]
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don’t say a word no, girl don’t you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, and rock you back

 

[Outro]
Ain’t sorry that I woke ya, 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
Ain’t sorry that I woke ya, 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

Perfume

[Chris Brown]I know you want me girlYou think about me in your mind, am I right? yeahI think about you tooI’m feelin’ right here deep inside, it’s all right yeah
And you tellin’ me things that you wanna doAnd I got plans to do things tooYou know I wonder why you took so long and made me have to waitTell me where we start
[Rich Girl]Let’s sit down and need to kill timeOnce when we up we see after some muahSlowly please undress meI ain’t even playin’ when I sayWe startin’ now
[Chris Brown]Round and round, up and down, up in this bedI don’t want you to forget
[Rich Girl]Hope you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you downOne o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock, fourHope you come back for more
[Rich Girl]Will you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you down
Tonight I’m gettin’ much ready
[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]To do what you want me toDo what you want me to
Tonight I’m pretty much ready
To do what you want me toDo what you want me to yeah
[Chris Brown]In the middle of the night when I call your phoneI love it when you tell me “come get it I’m alone”‘Cause you know I can go all nightBefore i leave ima give you bragin rights
[Rich Girl]Let’s sit down and need to kill timeSweep me off my feet, after sun-windSlowly please undress meI ain’t even playin’ when I sayWe startin’ now[Chris Brown]Round and round, Up and down, up in this bedI don’t want you to forget
[Rich Girl]Hope you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you downOne o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock, fourHope you come back for more
[Rich Girl]Will you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you down
We can do it all over the houseAnd say we dance for what we came on the couch
[Rich Girl]It’s on the counters in the kitchenMy love is what you missin’And every pillow in this condolea down
[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]Down on your body when you wake up
[Rich Girl]So as my lip gloss and my makeupYou can see
[Chris Brown]You cannot wait
[Rich Girl]Don’t wanna escape
[Chris Brown and Rich Girl]Everytime we do
[Chris Brown]Round and round, Up and down, up in this bedI don’t want you to forget
[Rich Girl]Hope you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you downOne o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock, fourHope you come back for more
[Rich Girl]Will you remember my perfume, on youAfter I
[Chris Brown]Sex you down

Say Goodbye

Look we gotta talk
Dang I know
I know it’s just
It’s just…
Some things I gotta get of my chest alright….
Yeahhhh…
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa…
Listen..

 

Baby come here and sit down, let’s talk
I got a lot to say so I guess I’ll start by
Saying that I love you,
But you know, this thing ain’t been
No walk in the park for us
I swear it’ll only take a minute
You’ll understand when I finish, yeah
And I don’t wanna see you cry
But I don’t wanna be the one to tell you a lie so

 

[Hook]
How do you let it go? When you,
You just don’t know? What’s on,
The other side of the door
When you’re walking out, talk about it
Everything I tried to remember to say
Just went out my head
So I’ma do the best I can to get you to understand
’cause I know

 

[Chorus]
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But I gotta make the first move
‘Cause if I don’t you gonna start hating me
Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you
Girl it’s not you, it’s me
I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But we know that we gotta go
Our separate ways
And I know it’s hard but I gotta do it,
And it’s killing me
Cause there’s never a right time
Right time to say goodbye

 

Girl I know your heart is breaking
And a thousand times I
Found myself asking, “Why? Why?”
Why am I taking so long to say this?
But trust me, girl I never
Meant to crush your world
And I never
Thought I would see the day we grew apart
And I wanna know

 

[Hook]
How do you let it go? When you,
You just don’t know? What’s on,
The other side of the door
When you’re walking out, talk about it
Girl I hope you understand
What I’m tryna say.
We just can’t go on
Pretending that we get along
Girl how you not gonna see it?

 

[Chorus]
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But I gotta make the first move
‘Cause if I don’t you gonna start hating me
Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you
Girl it’s not you it’s me.
I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But we know that we gotta go
Our separate ways
And I know it’s hard but I gotta do it,
And it’s killing me
Cause there’s never a right time
Right time to say goodbye

 

Listen to your heart
Girl you know,
We should be apart, baby I
I just can’t do it
I, I just can’t do it
Listen to your heart
Girl you know,
We should be apart, baby I
I just can’t do it
And sometimes it makes me wanna cry
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [4x]
Do you hear me crying?
Oh, oh, oh [4x]

 

[Chorus]
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But I gotta make the first move
‘Cause if I don’t you gonna start hating me
Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you
Girl it’s not you it’s me.
I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But we know that we gotta go
Our separate ways
And I know it’s hard but I gotta do it,
And it’s killing me
Cause there’s never a right time
Right time to say goodbye

 

[Chorus]
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But I gotta make the first move
‘Cause if I don’t you gonna start hating me
Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you
Girl it’s not you it’s me.
I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But we know that we gotta go
Our separate ways
And I know it’s hard but I gotta do it,
And it’s killing me
Cause there’s never a right time
Right time to say goodbye

Holla @ Me

[Verse 1 – Chris Brown]Uh, Boom, BoomWe ballin’ in the roomSweepin’ up my competition call me Mr. broomKnockin’ niggas over, call me bulldozerOne more drink for these niggas and it’s over‘Cause I’m a strike that something like a cobraI know she want my venom, but I ain’t gon’ leave it in herAnd right after I get her, she know she with a winnerAnd we straight to the crib, I ain’t takin’ her to dinnerHa, Nigga look at my jewelsAviator shades I ain’t lookin’ at youAchoo, bless me twiceBe a rich nigga I be shittin’ on your lifeMagazine covers, Magnem rubbersI mean Magnum, I don’t fuck with stragglersNiggas want Drama, Gangsta Grill bastardsDid you check the caption lights camera action
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]
[Verse 2 – Chris Brown]A nigga beat, beatAnd shawty toot, tootBlowin’ out their brains, car need a new roofLookin’ like a superstar, when I roll throughAnd shawty I’m the truth, so mama what it doNow let’s ride out, ain’t no trippin’When we dippin’ to my hideoutBig dipper ’cause you sippin’ on my bottleOnly fuckin’ with them A-listin’ modelsNow let’s get it likeLow did it, if you done itThen I did itIf you kick itThen I’m with itWe can do this shit all nightYour minute don’t compare to my limitWhen I’m in it and I get itI’m a give it to you all nightI’m the shit, yeah I go hardDon’t stand in lines nigga I bogartFat boy celebrity ’cause I’m so largeAnd don’t need no battery cause I’m in charge
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]
[Verse 3 – Tyga]I’m hot mo’fucka, get a plate bitchDon’t say shit, get your face liftRozay bitch let tha champagne dripNiggas swag jack, but this L.A. shitGet it back, give it back ain’t ’bout shitSnap back them ain’t even rare where the tag a whatWack ass all up in my ear bitch bag backI bag bad bitches mo’fucka Kat StacksYellow nigga, no cabsGot the phantom out, no matsGet your camera out uh, one flashHot beams steady shot clap your assAw, T. raw I’m so uhLoc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogPatron top wash straight from the liquor storeI’m turnt up I can’t feel my face so
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]

Bitches with Tyga

I don’t need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don’t need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah
Higher than the moon, nigga what upThey ain’t worth it, nigga need to shut upWhile I’m in the pussy, face down in the buttockIt ain’t shit to her, me im just a fuck upFuck a hand shake nigga we ain’t brothersOn that West side where they reppin for they colorsIf you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutterAll up in your face like it’s butterRight now, make her scream my name and pipe her right downNasty I’m a king bitch, give a nigga a wipedownTwenty four bitches, I’m rolling on chromeMy niggas are smoking on that loudBitch try to flunt, Imma blow your back outI ain’t thinking bout a nigga that walk past youBitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoosI’m that dude, I slang wood, that bambooBut when she driving on that dick she a damn fool
I don’t need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahI don’t need no niggas in my sectionAll bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ahAll these bitches I don’t wanna see no niggasAll these bitches I don’t wanna see no niggasReally really though, all these bitches, i don’t want no niggasCause the real niggas that post it up already with us
It’s a habit, in the club bottle magicFucking with these ratchets no purses they got basketsIts a hand out, these bitches high feeling guess they addictsAnd I ask them are you in like PatrickPlaying with the pussy like it’s maddenFire like a dragonThe one say she like me then they all bandwagonBeen leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageantShe said she’d let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though
Audemar, big bitch, big tipperSuper club, 20,000 for the liquorYou see the bitch I’m with, you’ll probably never get herNo cop bottles, they’re for broke niggasIn the corner posted it up with the dome giverMoney flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long riverSo you got your bitch on lock, I’ll slim jim herIt’s that time of the month, fuck timberAll my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit upBefore you pop up, throw your set upHop in this bitch ’til the club’s lights lit up, leave with herBig spender, a bitch shut upT-Killa illuminati all through your bodyShe blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel mePull up in the ‘rari, the fuckin life of the partyI’m getting hoes regardlessBefore this rap shit, I’m honest

Little More (Royalty)

Wake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your loveWake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your love
Oh I need a jumpstart, when you call me, I’m running to yaGimme a headstart, thank God, gonna have me like hallelujahEven though I’m a man girl, you making me feel like a babyOh girl when you lay in my arms, I’ll take advantage of the momentGirl the way you make me smile is the definition of a real lady
So before I go to work, can I ask you for a favour?
Wake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your loveWake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your loveCause your love, your love, your loveWake me up with some more of your loveCause your love, your love, your loveWake me up with some more of your love
Oh I need a back talk, girl I’m your daddy, no sass talkOh baby girl you inspire me, give me the reason to keep onMy baby, my Royalty, girl you’re the lyrics to my songGirl you got this heart lock on me, I don’t think I can control itI hold on with all my might while you look at me in my eyeLike a vitamin you put back my energy, you’re making me stronger, and bring out the best of me
So before I go to work, can I ask you a favour?
Wake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your loveWake me up before you go, ooh I need a little moreJust a little more, a little more of your loveCause your love, your love, your loveWake me up with some more of your loveCause your love, your love, your loveWake me up with some more of your love

Don’t Judge Me

[Verse 1:]I don’t wanna go thereWe should never go thereWhy you wanna go thereI guess I gotta go there
[Pre-Hook:]You’re hearing rumours about meAnd you can’t stomach the thoughtOf someone touching my bodyWhen you’re so close to my heartI won’t deny what they sayingBecause most of it is trueBut it was all before I fell for you
[Hook:]So please babeSo please don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youCause it could get uglyBefore it gets beautifulPlease don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youAnd if you love meThen let it be beautifulLet it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautifulLet it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautiful
[Verse 2:]Everything I say right nowIs gonna be used in another fightAnd I’ve been through this so many timesCan we change the subjectYou gonna start asking me questions like:“Was she attractive? Was she an actress?”Baby the fact is
[Pre-Hook:]You’re hearing rumours about meAnd saw some pictures onlineSaying they got you so angryMaking you wish you were blindBefore we start talking crazySaying some things we’ll regretCan we just slow it down and press reset
[Hook:]So please babeSo please don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youCause it could get uglyBefore it gets beautifulPlease don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youAnd if you love meThen let it be beautiful
[Bridge:]Just let the pastJust be the pastAnd focused on thingsThat are gonna make us laughTake me as I am, not who I wasI’ll promise I’ll be, the one that you can trust
[Hook:]So please babeSo please don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youCause it could get uglyBefore it gets beautifulPlease don’t judge meAnd I won’t judge youAnd if you love meThen let it be beautifulLet it be beautiful [x4]Let it be beautiful ayLet it be beautiful yeah [x3]
[Outro:]I don’t wanna go there baby yeahWe should never go there

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