- Chris Brown Hangover 歌詞
- Chris Brown
- I remember back in high school
Always been that nigga
Been the nigga with the nice moves, yeah, yeah, yeah
Never hung with the nice dudes
Hung out with them niggas
Robbing niggas for they shoes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my niggas went to night school, dumb as fuck
Whippin in the kitchen like a chemist
Gettin they money up
10, 20s, 50s and them 100s, yeah, yeah
I think Im good for the summer, yeah, yeah
I just wanna let the top down and just ride
Feeling good, tryna live my life
Ive been grindin all year
Got the hammer right here, if a nigga try
Im so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe
Dont fuck it up its on me, babe
If you fuck it up its all on me, babe
And lets slip and lets slide, oh yeah
And if we sip, we cant drive (yeah)
So you gon have to stay over ( yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover
Dont be embarrassed
And dont be scared to show that thing
I love what you wearing, dont know who made it
PYT, you that pretty young thing
Girl, I aint no Casanova
But Ima give you everything you want
But you just cant be
Another baby mama blowing up my phone , no, no
Baby girl, dont you do that, dont be nosy (no)
Dont be lookin through my phone
Lookin for them hoes cause you know me (yeah)
Dont be acting boujee in the coach seats (woo)
Dont be a hater
Throwin themstones from the nose bleeds (what?)
You gotta live life, do it, do it (do it, do it)
Go and get a cheque, do it, do it (do it, do it)
All this hate Im getting used to it (yeah)
We the leaders of the new school (yeah, yeah)
It aint shit that I cant do
Im so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (baby)
Dont fuck it up its on me, babe (me, baby)
If you fuck it up its all on me, babe (me, baby)
And lets slip and lets slide,
And if we sip, we cant drive (yeah)
So you gon have to stay over (yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover
You gotta stay over, oh wee, oh
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, dont leave (no)
Cause its a party after the party, you gon see
She told me she aint never fuck a nigga like me
I hit her from the back, pull up with the stick
Now she on the dick, pull out all her tracks
Cameras takin pics, shit we lit
Im so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (on me, baby)
Dont fuck it up its on me, babe (me, baby)
If you fuck it up its all on me, babe (all on me, baby)
Baby, and lets slip and lets slide
And if we sip, we cant drive (yeah)
So you gon have to stay over (yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover (ooh)
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