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"Crazy" Lyrics - Chris Brown

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what a..,
tell me what ..
fuck her about the whole club with my credit card at..
money flying in the air, look at what i started
glasses clapping up in here, diamonds …
is she’s bringing all her friends, i’ll be her….
she’s about to.. her ass…
got a stupid monkey fatter than king cong,
it’s like a pistol on you, take it all loud!
ha, you gonna need an ambulance,
after you get down with this hammer in my pants,
make it stand up, watch it dance,
our… no pants!

chorus:
i tried to tell you niggers, i’m the greatest!
you bitch might hate us
shoes crack it down, oh haters!
ain’t no need the… nigger pay us!
i’m about to go, go!
go, go, go!
and nigger, guess!
go, go! i’m about to go loco!
go, go!

look how damn i live her, then i got the shivers,
my friend got the bomb.. all i need is liquor!
and there she got their butt thicker than the…
and .. so i pop her like a blister!
i know you think i’m losing it but why you’re speed bowling?
nigger i am.. nigger we’re bowling!
and when i go to sleep, my tattoos come to life,
all is in your head, out of mind, out of sight!
this is why they call me freezy, baby, cold as ice
but don’t make me paint your portrait, rearrange your life!
i’m a … they .. at nights,
i’m the shit, nigger and gotta say it twice
tony the tiger, come tony!
cause everything is great, was she tricking on me!
boy i ain’t no.. i am from virginia,
… nigger let go, man they can’t get rid of us?

chorus:
i tried to tell you niggers, i’m the greatest!
you bitch might hate us
shoes crack it down, oh haters!
ain’t no need the… nigger pay us!
i’m about to go, go!
go, go, go!
and nigger, guess!
go, go! i’m about to go loco!
go, go!
and nigger go crazy,
i’m about to go loco!
and the nigger is just crazy!

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"Freaky I'm Iz" Lyrics - Chris Brown (Ft. Kevin McCall, Diesel & Swizz Beatz)

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get fresh baby this is your song,
put your good shoes and your lipstick on,
get fresh baby this is your song,
you said you want a freak, i’mma give you what you want.

whole lot of sex, whole lot of liquor,
whole lot of chicks, not a lot of niggas,
not my party, all about the bitches,
sexy model, ass like alicia’s,
see my main chick, she got that good shit,
and her gang vicious so i call her sid,
girl you better be careful,
bragging on a dick now your friends want a sample,
fuck a 69, its 696,
i be the 9, both ya’ll the 6,
you go both ways, get a load of this,
beat it so hard, now she gotta take a piss,
then you can’t even walk in the morning,
go to work yawning, …
man your girlfriends on it,
ain’t no fun if you ain’t sharing with the homies.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

when my jeans come down, the surfs coming up,
thong to the side, she feel it in her guts,
ass in the air, fucking up your weave,
pulling on your hair baby let me hear you scream,
this white game mean, i make a bitch cry,
i lick your lips to your tits to your thighs,
throw you on your side, im working out the kinks,
you sweating out the sheets, girl you fucking with a freak,
she told you i'm a beast? well, she aint never lie,
i can go on both of you at the same time,
taking that pussy, bitch this mine,
throw that shit back, put an arch in your spine,
i never waste time but i aint in a rush,
hit it like a champ, i beat the pussy up,
he give you little taps, i beat the pussy up,
got her telling all her friends how the kid do her stuff.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i see ‘em with they hands up and i’m making sure i don’t leave no ladies out,
i need a dirty dancer cause baby i can guarantee i’mma turn you out,
so all my sexy girls say, ooooh
all my sexy girls say, oooooh,
girl i’m so nasty yeah, me have to tell you all the girlies love me
i put work in till you can’t take it,
you screaming and we're butt naked,
pull your hair girl, i’ll kiss you girl to take you down,
you got it, you telling everybody all about it.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.
this what you want, this what you need!
this what you need? right!
this what you get!

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"100 Bottles" Lyrics - Chris Brown (Ft. Se7en)

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we’re in the mother fucking building!
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run a bad model ?
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run a bad model?

i’m like oh my god waiter,
we’ve parked out in this bitch,
and i’m feeling the hater… is hot up in this bitch!
pop up, you will never face me,
and i know why you hate me
cause my fucking cleaning lady
look hotter than your bitch,
and you know i’m about to spin
a hundred rocks upon this bar, bar.
you don’t wanna drink you wanna be known …
and i know that you.. use to reject,
..get the fuck upon my section!

chorus:
i’mma need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?

all up in the vip that shit look like a crown
guess .. got two hundred jazz, is coming to the house.
and we’re banging on ‘em magic.. fucking on the couch
all the better genies say she saw a genie that’s…
they say silence is gold, told my queen don’t make a sound
but these bottles i’m holding i’mma give ‘em to the crowd!
ah, that must be the shit they’re talking about
can you hear me now or i gotta say it loud?

chorus:
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
what you want?
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?

i see you standing in the back, baby
let me… you’re looking badder than the ..
you better send .. you’re picking up the..
so let me you by your…
so drunk, so high, babe
look at me it’s over, and over, i’m… hang over
you can tell by the look on my face i need

chorus:
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
i need a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
a hundred fucking bottles
stunned is my model
would you run ‘em bad models?

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"The Best Yo" Lyrics - Chris Brown

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you know what it is
something about you
baby i can cheat the best

all of these senses be take from day to day
constantly working, travelling from place to place
i wanna find a place ..my love can stay
so you just promise you won’t give my love away
girl let’s get again on and i’ma kiss your neck to put my hands on
your body, you can do this thing nice and slow
we can take it round the world let’s go
girl you know you play the big kiss part
take it back to the start ..in love
ooh girl you got that body i can take it back
i want it i just, i just really really want it
got everything you need baby, just come with me baby ohh.

chorus:
and no matter where we go ..
i take you bround the world baby and back
because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go
and you know i’ma go get it and shawty is a winner me girl
i want you just like that
because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go

girl your body .. the face and i want it ..
bring your body over here i ain’t scared to break you on
i’m ‘bout to do it so high deeper and deeper
let me take your body to love ..
all this positions girl let’s switch it up
you can do this thing nice and slow
we can take it round the world let’s go
girl you know you play the big kiss part
take it back to the start ..in love
ooh girl you got that body i can take it back
i want it i just, i just really really want it
got anything you need baby, just come with me baby ohh.

chorus:
and no matter where we go ..
i take you round the world baby and back
because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go
and you know i’ma go get it and shawty is a winner me girl
i want you just like that
because you’re special you’re the best, know ha let’s go

ain’t nobody else do ti like you do
you nigga wanna spend dollars on you
do it by yourself girl it’s all you
i can get your booty out of my mind
girl you’re ..you know you’re the truth
can we make love right now, right now, right now, right now

[chorus:]

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"Otis (Freestyle)" Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

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the dog is back baby,
buss (go hard or go home)
buss (dog, wattup?)
buss these niggas in they f-cking head!

i’m right here dog, fo’real
you know how we do
it is not a f-cking game!

any you niggas got a doctor in the house

[dmx]
i’m taking the mic, f-ck who’s next
two niggas reppin’ the r, x and x
my niggas aint on no rap shit, my nigga clap shit that quick?
yeah, we on that shit

[busta rhymes]
‘bout to roundhouse kick you muthaf-cking niggas face off
my voice so big you can turn the f-cking bass off
wanted for lots of murders lately, cops around the place off
i’m bussin’ dmx up in this bitch, you better take off

[dmx]
went away for a while, jail, prison
gettin’ down for real, f-ck it, livin’!
don’t worry ’bout what condition i’m in
cats cant survive half the places i’ve been

[busta rhymes]
and while a lot of muthaf-ckers sit and watch the throne killa
we in the booth blackin’ dog, welcome home nigga
we spazzin’ in this bitch, while we keeping the crowd hyped
remind em like what this shits supposed to sound like
dawg, i pulled up in front of the jail to picked you up
convoy of whips with ’bout 30 bitches in the trunk
come on,

[dmx]
they sayin’ locked down is easy
but a nigga like me is greasy
population or pc?, check my 5 nigga?, see when i’m on
feedin’ niggas with that thang then i’m gone

[busta rhymes]
most you niggas talk too much, puttin’ police on ‘em
bunch of blabber mouth ass niggas: jackie gleason
i dig my foot in ya face, putting my cleats on
you niggas off, steady watchin’ me putting the streets on

[dmx]
you need to think cause i got on and changed, something changed?
bitch, i am the streets, whats my name?
i’ve been trying to stay sucka free but look where the suckers be
had the ? under me, can’t a muthaf-cka breath

[busta rhymes]
i know you baggage claim rapper niggas, just carry my luggage
and i take great pleasure whenever it’s time to punish
incinerate a rhyme, let me throw they ass in the rubbish
i don’t give f-ck what they think, you niggas know that i run this
you niggas can see just what it is and how i’m on it
how i f-ck ya money up and be the foulest nigga

[dmx]
fall back cause all that noise you making
only let me know you boys is faking
let me know that everything you got is mine for the taking
before i leave you dead and stinking
look here, i don’t play games, i don’t say names
jump through with the guns out, (bllaap) spraying lames
i don’t take aim, hit the whole crowd
(ch’t-ch’t boom, ch’t-ch’t boom)
i shoot loud

[busta rhymes]
ya’ll niggas know my m.o, i kill ya little boy
heatseeker missle, whistle seek and destroy
you aint ready for the stand off
and while a dog shooting, i’m chopping a nigga hand off
funny little nigga, see the way i treat ‘em
talk shit when i f-ck niggas, than i beat ‘em
and if you run around, i whoop ya ass, cuckoo
dont-talk-back when ya fathers talking to you
these corny niggas is waving surrender flag banners
taking no prisoners, p-ssy, i’m teaching ya ass manners
f-ck y’all up up bad, bitch, more bangers
and air ‘em out to dry like we left ‘em on clothes hangers
i’m sickly as hell, eat ya body up: cancer
who the nicest in the spot, ya’ll already knowing the answer
then i listen to niggas talk and they fill me up with laughter
these niggas say they thug but be looking more like a dancer
theres something that you niggas need to know, its so important
that i aint the one to f-ck with homie, i’m tired of talkin’!

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"Show Me" Lyrics - Jessica Sutta

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[Jessica Sutta]
Say say what you wanna say say
Tell it to me every day day
But if you don't show me
Words words all they are is words words
Stupid poetry and first first do do you even know me
But first thing that I saw in your eyes
Did you mean, was it all your lies
All your lies, about, about have you ever thought
About how this is supposed to go...yeah
So do you know, do you...ohhh...

[Chorus]
Love is not a gimme gimme,
If you really with me you gotta
Show me, show me
Show me, show me
Tell it to me with your mouth
But when it all comes down
You gotta show me show me
Show me, show me
If you say it feels right say it to me all night
I don't think you understand
Love is not a gimmie gimmie
If you really with me you gotta show me
Show me, show me
Show me love...

[Jessica Sutta]
Eyes eyes open up your eyes
Don't hide what you got inside inside
If you wanna know me
Hey hey I'm not gonna stay stay
Keep it with you night and day day
No if you don't show me
Everything hidden in your heart
All your feels every single part
About, about have you ever thought

About how this is supposed to go Yeah
So do you know, do you Ohhh...

[Chorus]
Love is not a gimme gimme,
If you really with me you gotta
Show me, show me
Show me, show me
Tell it to me with your mouth
But when it all comes down
You gotta show me show me
Show me, show me
If you say it feels right say it to me all night
I don't think you understand
Love is not a gimmie gimmie
If you really with me you gotta show me
Show me, show me
Show me love...

[Bridge]
Everything you got is everything you need...

Everything you want is inside of me...

[Chorus]
Love is not a gimme gimme,
If you really with me you gotta
Show me, show me
Show me, show me
Tell it to me with your mouth
But when it all comes down
You gotta show me show me
Show me, show me
If you say it feels right say it to me all night
I don't think you understand
Love is not a gimmie gimmie
If you really with me you gotta show me
Show me, show me
Show me love...

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"Ladies Love Me" Lyrics - Chris Brown (Ft. Justin Bieber)

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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.

[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’

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