Wisin - Control (feat. Chris Brown & Pitbull)

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Letra

[Intro]

I’m the most loved

And the most hated

(Doble U)

I don’t care about the game

Cause I already played it

(Pitbull)

Chris Brown

Mr. Worldwide

Histórico

Buckle up

Let’s ride

Con solo un rose ella me hipnotizo

Algo dentro de mí se prendió

Un viaje sin regreso

Ouh baby yo quiero de eso

Tienes que verla haciéndome el amor

Es una ataque de sensualidad

Por fin estamos solitos los dos

Te deseo dame mas

Tú tienes el control

Es que me matas bailando así

La habitación

Te juro que huele a ti

Te juro que huele a ti

Puedo llegar al sol

Si estas encima de mi

(Quiero ser sincero contigo)

Dame de tu seducción

No pienses dime que si

No lo pienses dime que si

(Pitbull)

She’s got me losing control

She’s got me losing my mind

I’ve lost money

But I haven’t lost time

And if you got time To break down love

You’ll see that love is blind

I love to hustle

But I love the grand

I don’t like playing but I love to fly

Yo lo entrego todo

Pa’ que el mundo vean los lobos

Yo soy dueño de un planeta

Ellos ni son dueños de un globo

Quienes son Doble U

Chris Brown

Mr. Todo el mundo

Lo mío es profundo

Millonario no

Billonario si

Toquen ahora

Pero dame un segundo

Tú tienes el control

Es que me matas bailando así

La habitación

Te juro que huele a ti

Te juro que huele a ti

Puedo llegar al sol

Si estas encima de mi

Dame de tu seducción

No pienses dime que si

No lo pienses dime que si

Living a life in the spotlight

It’s your stage star performing

I see the love in your eyes

And I’ll show the world with you

If you wanna

Let’s live life from the world side

We can jump out the plane

You’re not scared of danger

I love you girl that’s a promise

I need you girl let’s be honest

We can do it all night

Con solo un rose ella me hipnotizo

Algo dentro de mí se prendió (se prendió)

Un viaje sin regreso (ouh yeah)

Ouh baby yo quiero de eso

Tienes que verla haciéndome el amor

Es una ataque de sensualidad

Por fin estamos solitos los dos

Te deseo dame mas

(Revolución)

Latinos!

Tú tienes el control

Es que me matas bailando así

La habitación

Te juro que huele a ti

Te juro que huele a ti

Puedo llegar al sol

Si estas encima de mi

(Quiero ser sincero contigo)

Dame de tu seducción

No pienses dime que si

No lo pienses dime que si

[Outro]

Damas y caballeros fueron

Pitbull

Doble U

Chris Brown

Hyde el Químico

Chris Jedai

El Sobreviviente

El dinero

Juicy J - Talkin' Bout (ft. Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa)

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Letra

[Intro: Juicy J]

Swagger under

Trippy niggas... let's get ratchet

[Hook x2: Wiz Khalifa (Juicy J)]

I'm loadin up and I'm ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out

Real niggas know what I'm talkin bout...

(I'm loadin up and I'm ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out)

(Real niggas know what I'm talkin bout...)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

(Trippy, trippy, trippy, turn up)

Rack after rack, I got the sack, geeked up of beans, pack after pack (yeah ho)

Stay with the nina' 2 cups and a zip, Juicy don't fight I just empty them clips (yeah ho)

Blowing like cash, high off the gas, pay 20 stacks and they run up and blast (yeah ho)

Next time you're see him this face on the shirt, next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse

See why you niggas mad nigga, that to me you so cash nigga

Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga

Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer

Mostly niggas be lyin sayin they is but ain't killers

Nigga wanna play with me, I'm a break him off

Give my youngins, they'll do it, I'm a bring em out (get em)

They gon' get on your ass then they flyin takin off (get em)

Nigga we gon take a life before we take a loss [gunshot]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every day's a payday

Rollin up that KK, now it's going down like mayday

All my niggas be chilling, stacking money to the ceiling

Used to smoking out the parking lot, now we owning a building oh

Used to tell niggas I was gonna here but they ain't really understand

Now they see me in that brand new Rari and start to think I'm the man

Now my jeans cost a grand, now my shows fill the stands

Now they see that I'm ballin cause of how they bring in them bands, ooh

Now when niggas be tourin, now my money be foreign

All my niggas be scorin, section very important

I'm cakin up, you fakin up, I'm rollin weed when I'm wakin up

Instead of talkin shit and try to hate on us just grab a joint and come bake with us

(Fuck nigga, hahahaha, uhh)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]

(Look, okay, okay)

Front page, I'm on the news: nigga call me a dropout

Real nigga, 100, never needing no copout (nah)

Diamonds on my chain just pop off, you already know what I'm bout

Got bad bitches from overseas but I need a big ass from the south

Look at us, we made it, bottles up in the air now

25 racks a night, give a fuck bout sweating your hair out

Getting trippy man with some frisky things; I am the shit and you niggas anus

'Cause if I mention ya'll I'm a make you famous you still ain't nothing, I'm stainless

We famous, anything you want right now, baby girl just name it

And I'm a get real deep in the pussy; the number one nigga, ain't no need for replacement

Getting in my spaceship, I'm high as a bitch, fly as a bitch

Okay Juicy and Wiz, every day we do this shit

[Hook]

Kid Ink - Show Me (ft. Chris Brown)

Kid Ink - Show Me (ft. Chris Brown)

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Kid Ink - Show Me (ft. Chris Brown)

Lyrics

Kid Ink - Show Me (ft. Chris Brown)

[Intro: Chris Brown]

Babyyyy

Yeah

Mustard on the beat ho

[Bridge 1: Chris Brown]

Baby let me put your panties to the side (uh)

I'mma make you feel alright (right, right)

‘Cause I'mma give you what you need, yeah

Mami you remind me of something (uh)

But I don’t know what it is (I don't know)

Cause you remind me of something (uh)

Girl you gotta show me (alright)

You remind me of something (uh)

But I don’t know what it is right now (I don't know)

You remind me of something (uh)

Girl you gotta show me

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]

Uh, on the real no lie

I don’t know what it is but you just my type

Everything just right, B said put it to the left

Don’t listen to the hype though

Got a cup in your hand

Baby sitting but you ain’t got no kids

We ain’t leaving ’til there ain’t no more left

Can’t see no time on the Rolex (no)

I could tell you a freak, go show it

Looking for the after party, where to go at?

Go on the floor like a doormat (uh)

Baby you know where to throw that

I said...

[Hook: Chris Brown]

Mami you remind me of something (baby you remind me) (uh)

http://www.lyricsvideoclips.com/2013/11/kid-ink-show-me-ft-chris-brown.html

But I don’t know what it is (I don't know)

Cause you remind me of something (uh)

Girl you gotta show me, yeah (alright)

You remind me of something (uh)

But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know)

Cause you remind me of something (uh)

Girl you gotta show me

[Bridge 2: Chris Brown & Kid Ink]

Baby if you know what it is

On a real, can’t lie, man you just my type

Hands in the air looking for a bitch right now

On a real, can’t lie, man you just my type

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]

Uh, so tell me what your name is

I don’t really care who you came with (no)

Unless you got a couple friends look like you

My bad if my ex try to fight you

Roll up soon as I roll in

Security better get with the program

Too deep, ain't know where to stand

So high, ain’t nowhere to land

You remind me of something missing

Misses, you got my full attention

Listen, let go of the tension

If I get a minute, I’ll put your bad ass in detention

[Bridge 1]

[Bridge 2]

[Break: Chris Brown]

Oh baby show me, show me something

Tomorrow I might be hungover, but that don't mean nothing

You see all night long, I've been wrong

Baby show me something

She gon' let me do it

[Bridge 1]

B.o.B - Arena ft. Chris Brown & T.I.

[Hook: Chris Brown]

If anybody feelin' fresh in the building

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killin' them, damn I'm killin' them

I know they feelin' me now

And if you too fresh in the building

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceilin' right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

I know they feeling me now

[Verse 1: B.o.B]

And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill fo'

Still here with the same shoes that I had on from the get-go

Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia, for any of y'all that didn't know

And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code

But back then couldn't get dro, cause back then I was this broke

That's why I got so many hustles, Bruh man from the fifth floor

What would you do in the middle of the winter

When the sun goes down and it gets cold?

Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows

And my brother was always fresher

I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go

So that's why now this the type of life that I live for

Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit

I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my stomach

Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing

Bare with me y'all, I'm this close

Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?

My past memories, I miss those

Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T.I.]

I'm fresh off my pit-stop, flow airtight with no Ziploc

Get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this Tip hop

I'm back standin' at the tip top where I belong, it won't be long

'Til you hit me up with a B.o.B song, some chick gettin' my skeet on

To touch the sole of my feet, G you gon' have to get your reach on

I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and I'm off the radar

Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all

I got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call

Don't get your part and not too hard, I disregard what you say

Back up the truck and pass the buck, here's where I'm stoppin' today

Got swag all on me, homie, can't wipe it away we too ill, ill

That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums filled

How you feel?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: B.o.B]

And I'm still here in a black whip full of Strange Clouds

And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down

Still here for the east side, ain't a thang change but the bank 'count

Hands high when I come 'round cause I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down

And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard

Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad

With the soul of a soldier but even still I don't want no parts

And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards

I'm throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark

Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art, call me Mozart

My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks like it's Noah's ark

They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"

From a poor child to on top like a mohawk

But I always knew I'd go far like a gas truck with no park

So no applause, hold the applause

Just put your hand up if you know the song

[Hook x2]

Wisin & Yandel ft. Chris Brown, T-Pain - Algo Me Gusta De Ti

WY Records presenta

Chris Brown, T-Pain, W y Yandel.

Hay algo que me gusta de ti

Y ese algo me encanta

Siento que eres necesaria para mí...

Me vuelve loco tu pelo, tu boca, tu piel,

Tu cintura dura dura ehh.

Me vuelve loco tu pelo, tu boca, tu piel,

Tu cintura dura dura ehh.

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sintiéndonos, besándonos.

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sin que nadie nos vea

Disfrutándonos...

Multi-Million Records.

[Chris Brown]

I-I-I-I've been looking for a beautiful while now,

Oh and I, I just can't get you out of my mind.

So mama just hold my hand and move your body,

I'm your man, I need your body.

Can I take you down?

Can I take you down?

And you can be the love of my life...

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sintiéndonos, besándonos.

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sin que nadie nos vea

Disfrutándonos...

[T-Pain]

Man, I gotta get to her,

She's the only one I want up in my crib... Ohh in my crib.

Cos I think I fit with her,

And I don't think she knows how beautiful she is... Ohh she is.

And when the moon comes up and the mood it feels right, we go...

And what we do between us, we do it all night,

And she knows... (Yeaaah)

Hay algo que me gusta de ti

Y ese algo me encanta

Siento que eres necesaria para mí...

Me vuelve loco tu pelo, tu boca, tu piel,

Tu cintura dura dura ehh.

Me vuelve loco tu pelo, tu boca, tu piel,

Tu cintura dura dura ehh.

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sintiéndonos, besándonos.

Seguimos acercándonos tú y yo uoh

Sin que nadie nos vea

Disfrutándonos...

W y Yandel en conexión con T-Pain, Chris Brown

Legendarios, WY Records

Chris Jeday, O'Neill

Desde la base del Químico, Hyde!

Multi-Million Records.

Chris Brown - Don't Judge Me

Verse 1:

I don't wanna go there

We should never go there

Damn why you wanna go there

I guess I gotta go there

You're hearing rumors about me

And you can't stomach the thought

Of someone touchin my body

When you're so close to my heart

I won't deny what they're sayin'

Because most of it is true

But it was all before I fell for you

So please babe

Chorus:

So please don't judge me

And I won't judge you

Cause it could get ugly

Before it gets beautiful

Please don't judge me

And I won't judge you

And if you love me

Then let it be beautiful

Hook:

Let it be beautiful oh oh

Let it be beautiful

Let it be beautiful oh oh

Let it be beautiful

Verse 2:

Everything I say right now

Is gonna be used in another fight

I been through this so many times

Can we change the subject?

You gonna start askin me questions like

"Was she attractive? Was she an actress?

Baby the fact is... "

You're hearing rumors about me

And saw some pictures online

Sayin they got you so angry

Making you wish you were blind

Before we start talkin crazy

Sayin some things we'll regret

Can we just slow it down

Brace yourself, you're beautiful

So baby

Chorus:

So please don't judge me

And I won't judge you

Cause it could get ugly

Before it gets beautiful

Please don't judge me

And I won't judge you

And if you love me

Then let it be beautiful

Bridge:

Just let the past, just be the past

And focus on things that's gonna make us laugh

Take me as who I am, not who I was

I promise I'll be the one that you can trust

Chorus:

So please don't judge me

And I wont judge you

Cause it could get ugly

Before it gets beautiful

Please don't judge me

And I wont judge you

And if you love me

Then let it be beautiful

Hook:

Ooo let it be beautiful

Let it be

Let it be beautiful, ay

Let it be beautiful

Yeah yeah yeah

Outro:

I don't wanna go there

We should never go there

Wisin Y Yandel feat. Chris Brown, T-Pain - Something About You

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Chris Brown feat. Snoop Dogg & 2 Chainz - Oh Yeah

Just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing

Do the right thing oh

Just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing

And girl if you're waking naughty

I don't need the key access for... started

Oh oh yeah, oh yeah, girl yeah

[Chorus]

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh girl

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Nigga is been a hundred thousand on bows

Baby girl you're gone

Ugly girls be quiet on the models scream I'm performing

Two bad ones with me

Is three some in the morning get it

Jump hump until the morning now get

Her mouth... she on and get it

I've been on all day

But if she come my way

I'ma pout her my... still giving me faith

But then your girlfriend...'cause you in my ay

But you know my place

I'm the king in my city you can have it your way

I'm the cameraman set the camera up

Put the booty up... play

Your friends can't tell me nothing

Livin with me know you want it

Is... don't tell em lies

Do you know the sky let me give you tear like oh

[Chorus]

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh girl

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Baby we gonna celebrate it's a holiday yeah

You've been lying all the...

And girl I want you to cross the line

So can tell you to play yeah

But both of us can go around and...

And do some crazy things oh

Girlfriends can't tell me make it livin with me know you want it

It's in your eyes don't tell me lies girl you mean no

I'ma be...

[Chorus]

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh girl

Oh yeah, oh yeah, on the on the club

Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah you got my heart

Oh yeah, oh yeah,... girl yeah

Girl you

On the on the flow

Yea yeha you got my heart

Do it, do it

Go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing

Do the right thing oh

Just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing

And girl if you're waking naughty

I don't need the key access for... started

Chris Brown - Don't Wake Me Up

Dearly Beloved,

If this love will only exist in my dreams,

Don’t Wake Me Up,

[CHRIS BROWN]

Too much light in this window,

Don’t Wake Me Up,

Only coffee no sugar inside my cup,

If I wake and you here still gimme a kiss,

I was in this dreamin’ about your lips,

[CHORUS]

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up..

Don’t Wake Me

Don’t Wake Me Up…

Don’t Wake Me Up…

Don’t Wake Me Up…

yeah…

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,

Don’t Wake Me

[CHRIS BROWN]

So much life in the city you wont believe,

Been awake for some days now no time to sleep,

If your heart is a pillow, this love the bed,

Tell me what is the music inside my head,

[CHORUS]

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up..

Don’t Wake Me

Don’t Wake Me Up…

Don’t Wake Me Up…

Don’t Wake Me Up…

yeah…

Don’t Wake Me Up,Up,Up,Up,Up,

Don’t Wake Me Up,

Don’t Wake Me

I don’t wanna fall(x4) asleep now,

I don’t wanna fall unless im falling for you,

I don’t wanna fall(x4) asleep now,

I don’t wanna fall unless im falling for you,

I don’t wanna fall(x4) asleep now,

I don’t wanna fall unless im falling for you,

I don’t wanna fall(x4) asleep now,

I don’t wanna fall unless im falling for you.

David Banner feat. Chris Brown - Amazing

Chorus: (x2)

Are we going ham, are we going crazy?

Are we going hard, hard enough to have a baby?

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing!

She said she’s heading my way (pronto)

Come up to the… (condo)

She only come over to get beat (Congo)

Come to night, stay until the morning (Alonzo)

Said she try to conquer, I assist (Ronod)

Here to do the bedroom love (follow)

She like a wild rapper, no stitch (swallow)

She told me I’m the best and I responded (Yeah, I know!)

So what a…I see in the eye a little fear (madam)

Pop up in my… back seat…

It only happens for a few small few (go random)

Let me shoot you in your…

Chorus: (x2)

Are we going ham, are we going crazy?

Are we going hard, hard enough to have a baby?

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing!

Hey lil momma, what you freak some

You and your girl been together that’s a three some

You are my sex slave, don’t want your freedom

We do it over, and I know that here we come! (x3)

Chorus: (x2)

Are we going ham, are we going crazy?

Are we going hard, hard enough to have a baby?

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing!

Come over here, baby

Hop up in my sweet front seat Mercedes

I know that you had a couple drinks..

Since you’re feeling good, let me make it!

Better than the ..what you think later?

You could meet at my hotel suit naked

Diva’s like (no), I’m like (shh), you better take it!

So used to some damn regular,

she don’t understand a man till she stops ahead of her.

Yeah, I could … the dust some more…

Yeah, she’s seeing life like a cinema

I ask her what she all about me, foe

Cause we go!

Chorus: (x2)

Are we going ham, are we going crazy?

Are we going hard, hard enough to have a baby?

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing

They go out, they tell me I’m amazing!

Nicki Minaj - Right By My Side (Explicit) feat. Chris Brown

GO!

[Nicki Minaj]
It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won’t lie
I’m feelin' it
You don’t know
I’m missing it
I’m so gone I’m must it
It’s too much to hold it in
I can’t say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now
I let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart he just renting
Don’t turn away
Pay attention
I’m pourin' out my heart oh boy

[Chorus]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

[Chris Brown]
Lets meet at out favourite spot
You know the one, right around the block
From a nice place, lets look to shop
Can you get away?
Care to sit down, lets talk it out
One on one, without a crowd
I wanna hold your hand
Making love again, I need to be near you
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
Own my heart, and she just renting
I’ve been away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart girl

[Chorus]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

[Bridge]
I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I
What I need I-I-I
Is you right by my side

I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I-I
What I need I-I-I-I
Is you right by my side

[Nicki Minaj]
It aint your spit game, it’s your dick game
That got me walking ’round ready to wear your big chain
I only argue wit’ ‘em when the Lakers on
Other than that I’m getting my Marc Jacob’s on
When my pussy game so cold that he always seem to come back
Cause he know that it’d be a wrap
When I’m riding it from the back
Wait, oh, let me see your phone
Cause all them bitches is ratchet
And let me get in my truck
Cause all them’ bitches’ll catch it
Wait wait wait, there I go again
I be trippin’, I be flippin, I be so belligerent
Man this shit that we be fighting over so irrelevant
I don’t even remember though I was probably hella bent

[Chorus]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

[Outro]
I, ohhh, ohhh, I, ohhh, ohhh
I, ohhh, ohhh
If you're not by my side

I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I
What I need I-I-I
Is you right by my side

Laura Broad feat. Chris Brown - Nobody Can

David Guetta feat. Chris Brown & Lil Wayne - I Can Only Imagine

Music video by David Guetta performing I Can Only Imagine (feat. Chris Brown & Lil Wayne) [Lyrics Video]. (P) 2012 What A Music Ltd, Licence exclusive EMI Music France

Chris Brown feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa - Till I Die

Music video by Chris Brown feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa performing Till I Die. (C) 2012 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment

Chris Brown - Sweet Love

Yeah

You ready?

I ain’t think so

Oooh baby let’s get naked

Just so we can make sweet love

All these sensations got me going crazy for you

Inside on top of you

Grinding inside and out of you

Baby I know what to do

Baby I know what to do

So come on baby girl

Let’s just take out clothes off

Just so we can make sweet love

But I want to know her body

Tonight is the night

That I changer her life

Let me control your body

Girl you shy you wanna slow it down

And you start screaming when I go near town

Oh baby tell my why, yeah so

Said it, you know I love it when you take it out

So baby go ahead and take it out tonight

Oooh baby let’s get naked

Just so we can make sweet love

All these sensations got me going crazy for you

Inside on top of you

Grinding inside and out of you

Baby I know what to do

Baby I know what to do

So come on baby girl

Let’s just take out clothes off

Just so we can make sweet love

And as we making sweet love to you baby

Go ahead and take it all

Let’s get naked

Cause you I know love to turn you on

Girl let’s do it to your favorite song, yeah

With the candles lit, better I slow

Baby girl I want for you to roll

Just roll your hips

And just grind on me, grind on me, grind on me

And baby don’t get confused

I’ll do anything you want me to

Just as long as you get crazy

And just as soon as you get naked, naked love

Oooh baby let’s get naked

Just so we can make sweet love

All these sensations got me going crazy for you

Inside on top of you

Grinding inside and out of you

Baby I know what to do

Baby I know what to do

So come on baby girl

Let’s just take out clothes off

Just so we can make sweet love

Sweet love, sweet love

Chris Brown - Turn Up The Music

Chris Brown - Turn Up The Music

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.

Pitbull Feat. Chris Brown - International Love (Jump Smokers Radio Edit)

You can't catch me boy

I am overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure

Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best

Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me

Cremate me boy let the ocean have what's left of me

But for now forget about that

Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee

You put it down like New York City

I never sleep

Wild like Los Angeles

My fantasy

Hotter than Miami

I feel the heat

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

I don't play football

But I've touched down everywhere, everywhere

I don't play baseball

But I've hit a home run everywhere, everywhere

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 the bomb

And in Greece you guessed it the women are sweet

Been all around the world

But I ain't gonna lie there's nothing like Miami's heat

You put it down like New York City

I never sleep

Wild like Los Angeles

My fantasy

Hotter than Miami

I feel the heat

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Down in DR they're looking for visa's

I Ain't taking credit cards if you know what I mean

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En Cuba la cosa esta dura

But the woman get down, if you know what I mean

En Colombia the women got everything done, but they're

Some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen

In Brazil they're freaky with big ol' booties

And they bounce in blue yellow and green

En L.A. tengo la Mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua

Besitos para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah

Y en Miami tengo cualquiera

You put it down like New York City

I never sleep

Wild like Los Angeles

My fantasy

Hotter than Miami

I feel the heat

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

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

Hey

Whooa

You put it down like New York City

I never sleep

Wild like Los Angeles

My fantasy

Hotter than Miami

I feel the heat

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

You put it down like New York City

I never sleep

Wild like Los Angeles

My fantasy

Hotter than Miami

I feel the heat

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

Oh oh oh oh it's international love

You're international, so international

You're international, so international

You're international, so international

Whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

International love

Whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

International love

Chris Brown feat. Ludacris - Wet The Bed (Audio)

Music video by Chris Brown feat. Ludacris performing Wet The Bed (Audio). (C) 2011 RCA Records, a unit of Sony Music Entertainment

Chris Brown ft. Justin Bieber - Ladies Love Me

[Chris Brown]

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

My bad, I'm sorry, I'm double parked yeah that's my Bugatti

And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducati

Call my old school Big Bertha that big body

Boy I get exotic, my car need a pilot

Get free drinks to party, yo nigga need his wallet

No limit to what I'm spending so I know she's 'bout it 'bout it

And who in the hell is smoking in here cause it's super cloudy

Goons with me, dressed like skaters, give you bruised kidneys, stretch ya later

Man my house so big took the escalator to the elevators took the elevator to the private jet then I jet nigga see ya later

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)

Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)

Ladies love me

Shawty mane, I'm back

[Justin Bieber]

Baby I'm yo doctor, I could be your rocker

Swagging I'm not bragging but I swear that I could rock ya

Baby I'm not crazy I got swag like Patrick Swayze

Know them haters never phase me that's not how my mama raised me

I am incredible this is inedible killing this track was inevitable

I am hetero baby you better know JB is generally just a G look at me, now

I said look at me, swaggin' with a crooked T

Body slam the beat from DB call me Booker T

I said whoa there, whoa there baby you just need to stop

I'm busy out performing and I'm going to the top

I've got so much to lose so I'm steady getting gwap

While them haters go down and we just get to watch ah

Amazing, I'm blazing, look over here and see that I'm amazing

Nobody's facing what I'm facing set a pace so I can race without pacing

Lace my shoes up, start racing, you can taste it without faste-ing, I mean fasting

Start blasting, car born hill do opt that thing

Swagger jacking, it's not what I do

JB is the man yeah he's the truth

He's a beast when he steps up in the booth

Crash landed, I did too.

I'm a gentleman, yes I'm a gentleman

I'm out of my element but I'm still elegant

I'm full of adrenaline you know what that means

Louis V high tops with the skinny jeans

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)

Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)

Ladies love me (yellow top missin')

Chris Brown Feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - Look At Me Now

[Chris Brown]

Yellow model chick

Yellow bottle sipping

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missing

Yeah yeah

That sh-t 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

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I’m getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla

Cause I’m killing every n-gga that

Try to be on my sh-t

Better cuff your chick if you with her

I can get her

And she accidentally slip fall on my dick

Ooops, I said on my dick

I aint really mean to say on my d-ck

But since we talking about my dick

All of you haters say hi to it

I’m Done

[Busta Rhymes]

Ayo Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When your doing that thing over there, homie

Lets go

Cause I feel 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, goooo

See they don’t really wanna pop me

Just know that you will never flop me

And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo

You aint never gonna stop me

Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going

Then I gotta get it, than I gotta blow, than I shut it any little thing

That a n-gga think he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I’m gonna dead it

Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing

I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas

That I’m always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again

And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul

A n-gga better call a ref, everybody know my style

And n-gga’s know that I’m the the best

When I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest

And I bang in the east and I bang in the west

And I come to give you more and I never give you less

You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go

See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know

We gotta go, don’t try to keep up with the pace

We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in

And always gotta 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

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

oh, I’m getting paper

look at me now

oh, look at me now

yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

[Lil Wayne]

Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin?

I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges

I dont eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution

Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy

I never gave a f-ck about a hater, got money on my radar

Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator

You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter

Marley said shoot em, and I said “ok”

If on that bullshit then I’m like “ole”,

I dont 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 aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying

Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five

I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight

Bitch, I been tight, since guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white

And my mommas nice and my daddy’s dead

You faggots scared cause I’m too wild, been here for a while

I was like f-ck trial, I puts it down

I’m so young money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch!

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

oh, I’m getting paper

look at me now

oh, look at me now

yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker