Title:"Bomb" Artists:"Chris Brown Ft. Wiz Khalifa" Album:"F.A.M.E"
[Chris Brown] All my ladies put ya hands up All my ladies put ya hands up If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
Oh me, oh my, body like a monster Let me get inside if ya booty I’ma conquer If ya question bout my size, I give you the answer Girl you got that good good I already know Tell it by your size I know you a dancer Rein-derierre, I’ma call you Prancer Booty paparaz, pose for the camera
All my ladies if you got it let me know She thick in her hips, Cold than a motha Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
[Wiz Khalifa] Something like a pimp, nothin’ like them other fellas Heard that you the shit, girl we should blow up together Ooh I know you got that bomb shit, call it 9/11 I’m just tryna beat it up, he could it acapella We should go back to my crib, thats what I’ma tell her Bring one or two of them, cause your friends looking kinda jealous Rolling papers like propellors blowing mozarella Lotta n-ggas in the club, who cares I’m the realest Tell the waiters we gon need more cases And when you think the money’s gone we spending more faces She with homeboy, but she want this 6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz
[Chris Brown] She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby I’m in that black Bugatti and I’m off that Carlo Rossi I with that Taylor Posse These ladies wanna party And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey So hold up n-gga, stop me All these haters watch me I give her the pill and the D, you can call me cocky Any stage or any beat you know I’ma body And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty
She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
You’re a dime, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Words can’t define, You’re running through my mind all day
I’m so happy you’re mine, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Now I think it’s time, hey Shawty I hope you don’t take this the wrong way
[Chorus]
Girl you look better with the lights off, Better with the lights off ooh Girl you look better with the lights off, Better with the lights off ooh Better with the lights off
[Legacy:] Hey miss america, what you look so sad for? Sweetheart you only live one time So put your fantasies on flashforward light Girl, speed me up, got the jetlag, cause you need me now I hate your type I love you too, I bite your swag cause I wanna do you
Can't blame you back If you and me were close girl take a chance Love you babe, lalalal I'm so bad Me and you really fine though, Just wanna see you with the lights off Every guy wanna know how this To clap off the lights and turn Kourtney to Kim
[Chris Brown]
You’re a dime, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Words can’t define, You’re running through my mind all day
I’m so happy you’re mine, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Now I think it’s time, hey Shawty I hope you don’t take this the wrong way
[Chorus] Girl you look better with the lights off Better with the lights off ooh Girl you look better with the lights off Better with the lights off ooh Better with the lights off
[Ben J:] Drive off take my girl, have a nice day She was nice so I let her head my way Look cute girl, what you wanna do girl? Drive to my house cause it's all you need too girl Checking a route, she had to put her swag on Acting too happy saying she ain't going back home Whatever you say, but whatever you play gotta be done in style Party at my place, of course she wasn't girl, You ain't taking my space Yeah, Shawty still looking right, She attacked me, but wait let me turn the lights You look different, she's like stop it No, I ain't playing actually you want hopping That's shocking, know that's really wrong Baby you gotta leave the lights off
[Chris Brown]
You’re a dime, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Words can’t define, You’re running through my mind all day
I’m so happy you’re mine, so beautiful Top of the line, so unusual Now I think it’s time, hey Shawty I hope you don’t take this the wrong way
[Chorus]
Girl you look better with the lights off Better with the lights off ooh Girl you look better with the lights off Better with the lights off ooh Better with the lights off
Title:"Turn up The Music" Artists:"Chris Brown" Album:"Fortune"
Turn up the music, cause this song just came on Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down Turn up the music, can I hear it til the speakers blow Turn up the music, fill your cup and drink it down
If you’re sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up If you’re sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up
Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music
Turn up the music
Tu-turn up the…
Turn up the music cause the sun just came up Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down Turn up the music, cause i’m trying to hear the speakers blow Turn up the music, fill your cup and drink it down
If you’re sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up If you’re sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up
And Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music Oh, oh, oh, oh
Save my life, all I wanna do is party So dj turn it up Girl, dance with me, just dance with me Girl can I see that, I really wanna touch that Maybe can I beat that (don’t stop the) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up
Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh Can you turn it up, girl Oh, oh, oh, oh Can you turn it up, baby
Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up
[Chorus: Chris Brown] You put it down like New York City I never sleep! Wild like Los Angeles My fantasy! Hotter than Miami I feel the heat! Ohh, Miss International love Ohh, Miss International love
[Pitbull] I don’t play football but I’ve touched down pretty much all around the world, all around the world I don’t play baseball but I’ve hit a home run all around the world, all around the world I’ve been to countries and cities I can’t pronounce And the places on the globe I didn’t know existed In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me Pit you can have me and my sister In Lebanon yeah the women are bomb And in Greece you’ve guessed it the women are sweet Spinned all around the world but I ain’t gon’ lie there’s nothing like Miami’s heat
[Chorus: Chris Brown] You put it down like New York City I never sleep! Wild like Los Angeles My fantasy! Hotter than Miami I feel the heat! Ohh, Miss International love Ohh, Miss International love
[Pitbull] ..and looking for visas, Ain’t talking credit cards if you know what I mean! Uaaa, la cosa esta dura The woman gets down, if you know what I mean! ..got everything on, Some of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, In Brazil is freaky big oh booty and they bounce, blue yellow and green! En L.A. tengo la Mexicana, en New York tengo la.. He sido para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah! Y en Miami tengo a cualquiera!
[Chorus: Chris Brown] You put it down like New York City I never sleep! Wild like Los Angeles My fantasy! Hotter than Miami I feel the heat! Ohh, Miss International love! Ohh, Miss International love!
[Chris Brown] There’s not a place that your love don’t affect me baby So don’t ever change I crossed the globe when I’m with you baby Ayy Woah-oh
[Chorus x2: Chris Brown] You put it down like New York City I never sleep! Wild like Los Angeles My fantasy! Hotter than Miami I feel the heat! Ohh, Miss International love! Ohh, Miss International love!
Turn off the past, turn off the trouble I’m about to take you to a whole other level! Dj turn off what you’re playing I want the whole club to hear what i’m saying! Because this girl means too much to me And now we’re on the floor and she talks to me And if I wanna take her home It’s gonna be better than what they do on the radio!
[Chorus]
It’s gotta be the broadest It’s gotta be the loudest It’s gotta be the best song she ever heard I gotta tell her how I feel I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life No need for me to write, I just gotta picture her smiling And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby Now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that
Get up, red lights, give me a mic I’m about to sing and do it just as she likes She moves the stage, drops every night awake, Cowabunga! You know it’s like, just do the way Girl just move your body like a snake And if you wanna get with me Put your hands in the air this minute, girl
[Chorus]
It’s gotta be the broadest It’s gotta be the loudest It’s gotta be the best song she ever heard I gotta tell her how I feel I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life No need for me to write, I just gotta picture her smiling And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby Now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that Homie kiss your girl Shorty kiss your man We can see you on the kids in can Please show me some love Show me some love Now look her in the eye, see baby I love you I never put no one above you And if you feel that way Go ahead and kiss your baby And now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that And if you feel that way Go ahead and kiss your baby And now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that Eh, eh, eh, eh Oh, oh, oh
Title:"Ladies Love Me" Artists:"Chris Brown Ft Justin Bieber" Album:"Boy In Detention"
David Banner…David Banner
Ladies love me I’m on my Cool J
[Chris Brown] My bad, I’m sorry I’m double parked Yah that’s my Bugatti And that’s my Ferrari next to my Ducati Call my old school Big Bertha that I be got it Boy I get exotic My car need a pilot Get free drinks to party Your nigga need his wallet No limit to what I’m spending so you know she’s about bout it And who in the hell is smoking in here cuz it’s super cloudy Goons with me dressed like skaters Getting bruised kidneys Stretch you later Man my house so big To the escalator to the elevator Take the elevator to the private jet Then that jet niggas see you later
[Hook] Ladies love me I’m on my Cool J Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sippin’ Ladies love me I’m on my Cool J Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missin’
[Justin Bieber] Baby i’m yo docta I could be yo rocker Swaggin’ i’m not braggin’ But I swear that I could rock ya’ Baby i’m not crazy I got swag like Patrick Schwayze Y’know them haters never phase me That’s not how my momma raised me I am incredible, this is inedible Killin this track was inevitable I am hetero, baby you better know Jb is generally just JB look at me No, I said look at me, swaggin with the crooked teeth Body slammed the beats from D Beat, call me Call me bookin t I said woah der, woah der baby you just need to stop. (okay) I’m busy out performing and i’m going to the top I got so much to lose, so i’m steady gettin gwap But them haters go down and we just get to watch Amazing, i’m blazing. look over here, said that i’m amazing Nobody’s facing, what i’m facing. set a pace, so I can race without pacing Lace my shoes off, start racing. you can taste it, without facting I mean fasting, start blasting. call up warren hill do-op that thing Swagger jacking, is not what I do. jb is the man, yeah he’s a true He’s a beast when he steps up in the booth. I just landed, I did too Ima gentleman, yes ima gentleman, ima on my element, but i’m still elegant I’m full of adrenaline, you know what that means Louie V hightops with the skinny jeans
Oh, do you want me girl? Baby love how you been doing? Have you been naughty and nice baby? Tell me what are we doing? It’s snowing on this beautiful music And when I’ll earn a present tonight, you gonna be the one, listen to me now Go Judith … you want me boy X 2 Just kiss me, Oh baby
Christmas came today, and we can … , Christmas came today Baby love, you know I’m hungry You brought them pennies with your ride … just wanna … they won’t hear a sound I’m like … she come back like a yo yo Girl I don’t make you rain, I make you snow You and me start, tell me now, your life is so … on the floor!
Girl you want me more Oh baby, we can both say Christmas came today We can both say Christmas came today Oh Judith, Girl you want me boy, you just tease me Oh baby.!!!!!!!!
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