Party Hard/Cadillac (Interlude)

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[Verse 1:]I just need one more danceAnd girl I hate to spill itBut it’s not goin awayI think I’m in love witchuAnd I can’t help myselfCause this maybe the only chance I got with youAnd I know you gon show outShe likes all them stripper polesLike takin off her clothesAnd when you work that girl you stop my heart
[Chorus:]Shes got the perfect lips and perfect bodyShes the life of the party (yeah)And she likes to part hardShes such a rock and rollerBut shes exoticShes the life of the partyShe likes to party hardShes spilling your drink on meLivin wild and freeTonightGirl change my lifeI hope you put your lips on meMy minds playing tricks on meTonightWe gon party hard
[Verse 2:]Shes been through your eyesAnd girl you might as well just say what your already thinkin([Se7en:] cause we on the same page)Take me to ecstacy and far beyondShow me how you have your fun babyAnd we got all nightShe likes all them stripper polesLike takin off her clothesAnd when you work that girl you stop my heart
[Chorus:]Shes got the perfect lips and perfect bodyShes the life of the party (yeah)And she likes to part hardShes such a rock and rollerBut shes exoticShes the life of the partyShe likes to party hardShes spilling your drink on meLivin wild and freeTonightGirl change my lifeI hope you put your lips on meMy minds playing tricks on meTonightWe gon party hard
[Bridge:](Shoo be do whopDo we who I wanna love youShoo we do whopDo we whop [x2])Can ITake your handCan IHave a dance with youAnd when we touchIt’s like magic and fire woah oh
[Chorus:]Shes got the perfect lips and perfect bodyShes the life of the party (yeah)And she likes to part hardShes such a rock and rollerBut shes exoticShes the life of the partyShe likes to party hardShes spilling your drink on meLivin wild and freeTonightGirl change my lifeI hope you put your lips on meMy minds playing tricks on meTonightWe gon party hard
In my cadillacMovin very fastGot a girlWith a big ol assAnd we go ho hunterGonna have a good timeAnything she wantShe can get itCause my girlShe be with itAnd I want her for the rest of my lifeI love to hear her sayThat she love meI love it when she tells me she needs meWhen she looks in my eyesOoh oohIt feels like I’m highOoh oohHoo woah hoh hoh hoo
[Se7en:]It don’t take a lotAll I need is youTo be the man for meBut I want it allAnd I’m willingTo give you what I needBaby IAin’t scared to show you the freaky side of meSometimes I fight you offBut I love it roughWhen you make love to meI love it when he saysThat he love meAnd I love itWhen he tells me he needs meWhen he looks in my eyesOoh oohIt feels like I’m highOoh oohHoo woah hoh hoh hoo

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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

48 Bar Rap (Feat. Tyga)

[Intro:]
Yea, It Go.
It’s What They Wanted Right?

 

[Verse:]
Black Shades, Dark Tent
Yo Girl, Nigga I Get It In
Stick Shiftin, Switchin And Burnin Out In the Benz
Wood Grippin, Kissing All Of Their Model Friends
Mr Dolo, With A Bunch Of Freaks
And You Know They Get The Party Bouncing Like A Pogo
I’m In (Slow Mode)
But Fast Forward Me To The Part Where Me And Yo Girl Underneath The Sheets
Just Keep Yo Eyes On, Gotta Whole Bunch Of Niggas Behind Me Wearing Red, Verizon
New Money, I Get My Super Size On
I Like A Long Hair, Bad Chick, (Tights) Long
Haha, Knowing All The Words To My Songs
And She Fucking Every Girl That’s On My Phone
Haha, I’m, I’m So Fly; Flight Models Up Cause I’m So High
Ha, Lil Nxgga Get Your Cheese Up
Black Ice On My Neck, Make You Freeze Up
Oh You Worry About Me, Go Figure
I Ain’t Sweating It, Fuck Them Old Niggas
Lambo, Range Rove, With My Pants Low
I Got The Audience Clapping Like A Backboard
She Put Her Hands Up, And Then I Stand Up
And Getting To Working On The Pole, Like A Dancer
I Double Up, I Call It Double Dutch
Two Girls Did (the same time), What The Fuck
Rabbit Foot In The Air, Cause My Luck Is Up
Bring The First Eight Out, Cause I’m Cutting Up
Bang Bang, Now That’s Some G Shit
No Chain Gang, Like I’m Really On Some Free Shit
Their Jaw Dropped, I’m Leaving Niggas Speechless
World Premiere, Get A Sneak Peek Bxtch
I’m Great, Today Is A New Day
Fucking With Me, Do The Moon Walk On Your Face
No Games, I’m Oh So Serious
And Ya’ll Niggas Are Straight Pussy, PERIOD
They Say A Singer Can’t Rap, I Ain’t Hearing It
Cause After These Couple Songs, I Been Killing Shxt
Oh No, Niggas Saying I’m Loco
But They Pinocchio Nxggas, Watch Their Nose Grow
It’s Young Money, Shouts Out My Nigga Tyga Too
They On Their First Mixtape, I’m On Volume Two
Turn Me Up, I’ll Show You What A Tiger Do
And I’m a Rip This Beat Up Like Lion Food
Louie Luggage, And The Case For The Passport
I Don’t Buy Shit, Nigga I Ask For It
I’m The Freshest, I’m The Best
I Suggest That I Get It Off My Mother Fucking Chest
BREEZY

Wet the Bed (Feat. Ludacris)

[Ludacris:]
Woo, Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lips, lips, lips (Muah)
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lips, lips, lips

 

[Chris Brown:]
I ain’t afraid to drown, if that means I’m deep up in your ocean, yeah
Girl I’ll drink you down, sipping on your body all night
I just wanna take your legs an’ wrap them round
Girl you cummin’ right now
My head to your chest feeling your heartbeat, girl
Swimming all in your sea
And you sweatin’ all over me
Bring it forward, don’t you run, run
I don’t want to be a minute man
Baby you’re just like a storm
Rainin’ on me girl, you’re soakin’ wet

 

Ooooo, whoaaaaaaa

 

[Chorus:]
I’m a kiss it right, yea, yeah
I’m gon lick all night, yea, yeah
Girl, when I’m inside yea, yeah
Yeah girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
Girl I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m a put your legs behind your head
When I make you wet the bed

 

[Chris Brown:]
You don’t know what you in for
Bout to get inside your mental, huh
Bend your back like it’s limbo
I’m a make you feel like a Nympho
Tonight (ooooh) you’re mine, baby girl, uhhhh

 

Anytime you want it
I’m ready and willin’ gotta give it
I start to lick on your body
You go to trembling
Flip it around girl, let me get it from the side
And can I visit all those spots you like
Your neck, your back, your sexy lips
Booty and thighs

 

I don’t want to be a minute man
Baby you’re just like a storm
Rainin’ on me girl, you’re soakin’ wet
Yea, yeah

 

[Chorus:]
I’m a kiss it right, yea, yeah
I’m gon lick all night, yea, yeah
Girl, when I’m inside yea, yeah
Yeah girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
Girl I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m a put your legs behind your head
When I make you wet the bed

 

[Ludacris:]
I’m a make your body wetter than ever
We’ll get together you could tell as soon as I approach her
When you feelin’ uptight get it right
Don’t fight, lightin up like Sammy Sosa
Women call me the super soaker
And I’m a soak your bed to death
(Don’t stop, huh, huh)
How long can you hold you breath, uhh
A-a-asthma attackin’
Waking up, wondering what happened
Makin’ me high like Toni Braxton
You can’t deny you wanna break my back in, two
What you wanna do, look at you with your birthday suit, suit, suit, suit
The forecast said it’s cloudy tonight
And I’m a have your body like bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop

 

[Chorus:]
I’m a kiss it right, yea, yeah
I’m gon lick all night, yea, yeah
Girl, when I’m inside yea, yeah
Yeah girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
Girl I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m gonna make you wet the bed
Bed, bed
I’m a put your legs behind your head
When I make you wet the bed

 

[Ludacris:]
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lips, lips, lips
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lips, lips, lips

2 Complicated

Shared glasses and cigarettesThere’s a lock… up inside of meAnd I have so many regretsThis isn’t how things used to beAnd… neevr satisfiedGuess what I stop f*cking tryinGuess up and guess you didn’t know your…
But it’s always youI’m always wrong anything like youAnd I always got awar with youAnd I lose yeah yeahI’m a sell it dude gotta keep coming back to you‘Cause it’s feeling like deja-vuMy head spinnin around and got me sayin
Chorus:I I IYour way 2 complicatedI I I I I can’t no longer take itI I I I we’re no good let ‘s just base itI I I I ’cause your way 2 complicated
Here such a snobby girl
Used to think you were a queenDamn shawty did rain on my paradeSame old silly games you playThis is such a waste of timeI’m starting to think that you’re insane

Fine China

OwwwHoOwww
[Verse 1:]Baby, does he do it for you?When he’s finished, does he step back and adore you?I just gotta know ’cause your time is money and I won’t let him waste itOh no no
Baby, just go with it‘Cause when you’re with me I can’t explain itIt’s just differentWe can take it slow or act like you’re my girl, let’s skip the basics, whoa, no.
He’s so replaceableYou’re worth the chase you’re putting on
[Chorus:]It’s alright,I’m not dangerousWhen you’re mine,I’ll be generousYou’re irreplaceableA collectibleJust like fine China
[Verse 2:]Favorite. You’re my favorite.It’s like all the girls around me don’t have faces.And the saying goes“Life is just a game” but I’m not playin’, whoa.
He’s so replaceableYou’re worth the chase, you’re puttin’ up.
[Chorus 2x:]It’s alright,I’m not dangerousWhen you’re mine,I’ll be generousYou’re irreplaceableA collectibleJust like fine China
[Verse 3:]Took me awhile to find your loveAin’t no amount of time in this worldSave me a lot of time and just love meFeel it, baby, feel it in your soulAre you ready?I know your heart’s been telling you you belong to me, ah nah nah no.
[Chorus:]It’s alright,I’m not dangerousWhen you’re mine,I’ll be generousYou’re irreplaceableA collectible,Just like fine China

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]

I Can Transform Ya Feat Lil Wayne, Swizz Beatz

[Lil Wayne]Go hey Lil MamaI can transform yaNo I can’t dance but I can dance on yaSwiss on the beats Chris move ya feetAnd baby I can transform ya him to a meI can change your lifeMake it so new make you never wanna go back to the old youCiroc and lime give it a lil timeAnd she gon transform like Optimus Prime
[Chris Brown]Need a ride I can range you upMoney I can change you upYou can have your ownNo longer be the passengerSwag low ill build you upKnees weak Ill stand you upRed lips red dress like ‘em like a firetruck
Whatcha need you can have thatMy black card they don’t decline thatSee potential in yaLet me mow that(I can transform ya I can transform ya)
I can transform yaI can I can transform yaAnything you wantI can I can get it for yaGet my baby girl she could know I did it for yaI can trans I can trans I can transform yaShoes you got it got itBags you got it got itCars you got it got itM-M-Money you got it got itI can I can transform ya I can I can transform yaAnything you want I can I can get it for ya
[Chris Brown]See me in the videoYou can have really thoughIced out everything break it like a EskimoWanna fly we can goAnywhere you wanna goJimmy Choos in ItalyLouie V in TokyoSomething like PinocchioIf you ly down I’ma growWanna see me do it bigI could show you how it goTake you from an amateur to being professionalI can have you swag surfing
Whatcha need you can have thatMy black card they don’t decline thatSee potential in yaLet me mow that(I can transform ya I can transform ya)
I can transform yaI can I can transform yaAnything you wantI can I can get it for yaGet my baby girl she could know I did it for yaI can trans I can trans I can transform yaShoes you got it got itBags you got it got itCars you got it got itM-M-Money you got it got itI can transform ya I can I can transform yaAnything you want I can I can get it for ya
[Lil Wayne]OkI can transform ya like a transformerI turn you from a human to a CarterTake you of the benchT-Turn you to a starterThen I take you home and put you on a chargerT-Then my car transforms to a charterAnd we could fly to wherever you ever thought ofI’ll take you to where its warmerThen I gotta rip off your dress like a warm-upBut I’m just getting warmed upSo tell ya man he better get his voltron upI transform her to a DucatiThen I transform me to a BugattiCause her form puts me in a tranceI transform smaller and she puts me in her pantsSwiss on the beats Chris move ya feetAnd Weezy transform a good girl to a freak
I can transform yaI can I can transform yaAnything you wantI can I can get it for yaGet my baby girl she could know I did it for yaI can trans I can trans I can transform yaShoes you got it got itBags you got it got itCars you got it got itM-M-Money you got it got itI can transform ya I can I can transform yaAnything you want I can I can get it for ya

Loyal (Remix) ft. Tyga, Lil Wayne

(YOUNG MULA BAAAAY-BAY!!) Let me seeHaha, you thought it was over? Let me see
I wasn’t born last nightI know this hoes ain’t rightBut you was blowin’ up her phone last nightBut she ain’t have her ring nor her ring on last night, oohNigga, that’s that nerveWhy give a bitch your heart when she rather have a purse?Why give a bitch your inch when she rather have nine?You know how the game goes, she be mine by half timeI’m the shit, ooh – nigga, that’s that nerveYou all about her, and she all about hersBirdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingosAnd I done did everything but trust these hoesCB, fuck with me!
When a rich nigga want youAnd your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (ohhh)These hoes ain’t loyal… (whoooa)These hoes ain’t loyal… (yea-yeah – let me see)
Just got richTook a broke nigga’s bitchI can make a broke bitch richBut I don’t fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake tittiesI took her to the Bay with meEyes closed, smokin’ marijuanaRollin’ up the Bob Marley I’m a Ra-staShe wanna do drugs (drugs)Smoke weed, get drunk (wasted)She wanna see a nigga trappedShe wanna fuck all the rappers (uh-huh)
Black girl with a big bootyIf she a bad bitch, let’s get to it (right away)We up in this club – bring me the bottlesI know girl, that you came in this bitch with your manThat’s a no-no girlAll this money in the air; I wanna see you dance
AUUGH! Rich young nigga; name got biggerand my change got bigger so my chains got biggerFerrari, Jaguar, switchin’ four lanesWith the top down screamin’ out “Money ain’t a thang!Hah, me and CB in the Bay with herSend her back home so you can lay with herOkay, let’s talk about this ice that I’m carryin’All these carrots[?] like I’m a fuckin’ vegetarianShout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wetRose rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a checkDo it too good when she ride that dick (whoo!)Man I wouldn’t trust that bitch – NO! (Haha)
Come on, come on, girl – why you frontin’?Baby show me somethingWhen I call her, she gon’ leaveAnd I bet that bottom dollar she gon’ cheatCome on, come on, girl – why you frontin’?Baby show me somethingYou just spent your ring on herAnd it’s all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Big Booty Judy

We thinkin’ like 36, 24, 40That’s alright
Judy got a booty from here to thereMakin’ nigga smile from ear to earOrder 3 more bottles of that belvedereThen I point it out like you come here
You come hereAnd you come here
Booty sittin’ higher than a flight of stairsSome can make it clapSome really can’t knowThem Alabama girls said it’s all in the ankles
Speakin’ of ankles bent over and touch your toesRub it and make it roll I’m lovin this angleHah, I love this view that I’m lookin’ at
Dress so elegant, ass like an elephantShorty got me hotter than I’ve ever beenSo I’mma give it to like a motherfucking veteranBody so sick so this dick be the medicine
And I know her nameShe told me but all I heard…
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy
Now, now, now Judy is her nameI beat it out of frameI’m messin’ with no busties’ or no suckers cause they lame
She drop it low and sit it upOther niggas fissin’ up‘Cause when they see that assTell like “damn what you feedin’ her”
Her, her, her body so ridiculousI kiss it when she ticklishBig booty world recordYou can find it up in Guinness
And no, no, no it’s not a gimmickShawty she the truthAnd she got a big donk (big donk)Ayoo
Damn girl I’m hornyHangin’ out I want itBooty so big I can put ten bottles on it
I tell her hold thisShe got baby makin’ hipsSo I put the pants down and gave her lingerie a kiss
Miss Parker, Miss ParkerWhen you go let me (oh)Miss ParkerShe whispered in my ear right nowThen me her in her booty all smile
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy
I know this cutieHer name is JudyShe’s a yellow boneBig chick mega booty
Shawty got a donkBooty superpunkAnd she keep it keep it shakin’Like a base in the trunk
Well six fifteensHis swag so meanAnd I wanna know how she get up in them jeansShe gon’ be my baby mamaShe is all me
She’s a bad bitchGreet her “Hello, Barbie”
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy

Thank You

[Chris Brown Talking]
Man yall don’t know what yall do for me you see with out yall non of this would matter I mean non of it so I say thank you listen

 

Out the gate I got it startedoff right
Daddy told told me
“You aint gotta beat around the bush” (fa sho)
Deep inside I feel you lord (#1)
I come this far by faith
blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (push)
And dear Momma (I love you ma)
For the times I acted foolish
You popped me with the rulers
I didn’t understand (nooo)
but I do now (now)
It’s out of love for you Christopher

 

[Chorus:]
I just wanna thank you
You’re more than just a friend
with me to the end
Its not official without a (thank you)
I thank you, lord,
I praise you, lord
I’m nothing without you,
I just wanna (thank you, lord) thank you
From my heart right to my soul (holla)
For seein’ me through my shows
You make a diffrence that’s why I (thank you)
I owe it all to you (ooo why) I just wanna

 
I just wanna say thanks with all do respect (fa sho)
there some people I cant forget (as I grow)
Imma definitetly do my best to reach out (to the kids)
Hommies on the block (citizens)
Hustlers on lock (what it is)
The music bizz won’t stop or change me (east coast)
East coat I wanna thank you
West coast (uh huh) I wanna thank you (I owe it all to you) I owe it all to you
Dirty South I wanna thank you (ooo)
Midwest (so yo cuz I just wanna thank all yall)
(yay yay)

 

[Chorus]

 

[Bridge:]
When the song is over (it aint over) it aint the end (noo)
I’m coming back to you (noooooo)
To do it again
I,m loyal to the game so were gonna win (this is it)

 

[Chris Brown (Talking)]
Yea I would like to thank yall tonight (thank you) for coming out (thank you) (I love you ladies) for chillin wit me (fa sho) all my fans
(all my heart) I love yall all them haters I love yall too cause yall making me do it more (uh huh) my family especially my mom (I love you ma) I love
yall but last but not least God

 

I just wanna thank you
You’re more than just a friend
with me to the end
It’s not official without a (thank you)
To my ladies and my fellas
Oooo, they kept it real with…Chris
(I just wanna thank you)
Thank you, baby
You know who you are
When I’m on the road stay commited
(Thank you)
Oooooo
O-o-o-o-I just wanna say thanks
You been there for me
when no body would
I give you my praise
Yeah
You mean so much to me
I don’t know what to do
From my heart right to my soul (holla)
For seein’ me through my shows
You make a diffrence that’s why I (thank you)
I owe it all to you (ooo why) I just wanna

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