chris brown
hangover
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 I'm good for the summer, yeah, yeah I just wanna let the top down and just ride Feeling good, tryna live my life I've been grindin' all year Got the hammer right here, if a nigga try I'm so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me, babe Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe And let's slip and let's slide, oh yeah And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah) So you gon' have to stay over (yeah) And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah) Wait out this hangover Don't be embarrassed And don't be scared to show that thing I love what you wearing, don't know who made it Pyt, you that pretty young thing Girl, I ain't no casanova But I'ma give you everything you want But you just can't be Another baby mama blowing up my phone, no, no Baby girl, don't you do that, don't be nosy (no) Don't be lookin' through my phone Lookin' for them hoes 'cause you know me (no) Don't be acting boujee in the coach seats (woo) Don't be a hater Throwin' them stones 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 I'm getting used to it (yeah, yeah) We the leaders of the new school, it ain't shit that I can't do I'm so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me, babe (baby) Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby) If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (me, baby) And let's slip and let's slide, oh yeah And if we sip, we can't 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, don't leave (no) 'cause it's a party after the party, you gon' see She told me she ain't 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 I'm so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me, babe (on me, baby) Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby) If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (all on me, baby) Baby, and let's slip and let's slide, oh yeah And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah) So you gon' have to stay over (yeah) And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah) Wait out this hangover (ooh)