- Chris Brown Party Next Door 歌詞
- Chris Brown
- girl you be on that old shit,
I don't need that commtion,
Got me heated in the open,
Don't play with the chopper, it's fully loaded Yeah,
Driving me crazy, driving me crazy,
No one but you, I feel so used, set up.
Your supposed to be here in this for real,
But you just disappeared, like a magic bullet
eh, young well I need,I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
RAP:
She got 4 friends, I hope they go, double up and bring 4 more,
Hennessy and the patron shots, make the white girls wanna get low.
Hoody Baby, my kin folk and OHB, I kill for
That other party that's next door, we don't fuck with niggas that save hoe
Spanish chicks, they can take dick, black girls love to talk shit
White girls love the foreplay, handstand make them turn tricks.
She took my proposition about the pimping
She know how to flip it, ain't come with interest
She telling a nosey nigga mind his business
Always hating cause they know me winning
Crown man shit, I don't need permission
I don't give a damn if they real sisters
Nigga, I only fuck with them freak hoes
Beast mode, eat the pussy
eh, young well I need,I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
CB RAP
Downgrade, don't feel the same, got another say a nigga change, really?
Only one motherfucker with you in the game
how the hell you think they know your name? You trifling, you silly
But I keep hoes on deck, what you know about me?
I am the nigga take your page, yelling OHB
Overhand biscuit, you ain't out my reach
Bitches wanna kiss dick, everytime I preach
Got the Staples Centre, floor seats and it's 500 blocks with my OGS
A nigga did a lid in the county,
a 100 million dollars, my niggas gonna eat
I stayed fresh, I don't need no stylist,
a man the mean on mileage, I don't need co pilots,
OHB, we popping, nigga who gonna stop us
eh, young well I need,I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You fucked up cause you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
you partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
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