Chris Brown Ft. Snoop Dogg & 2 Chainz - Oh Yeah Lyrics

Chris Brown Ft. Snoop Dogg & 2 Chainz - Oh Yeah Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
J-J-J-Just Go Ahead And Do The Right Thing, Do The Right Thing
Do The Right Thing, Ohh
Just Go Ahead And Do The Right Thing, Do The Right Thing
And Girl If You Won’t Get Naughty
I Don’t Need A Key, I Just Push Button And Start It On

[Hook]
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Do It, Do It)
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah (Do It, Do It)

[Verse 1]
Niggas Spend A Hundred Thousand On Bottles
Baby Girl You’re Gone
Ugly Girls Be Quiet, All The Models Scream I’m Performing
Two Bad Ones With Me
It’s Three Somethin’ In The Mornin’, Get It
Jump Hump Until The Morning, Now Get It
Her Mouth Open, She Yawn, And Get It
I’ve Been On It All Day
But If She Come My Way, I’ma Put On My Shades
Still Giving Me Face
But Then Your Girlfriend’s Hatin’ Cause You’re M.I.A
But You’re Over 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, Then We Can Press Replay

Your Friends, Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Leavin’ With Me, Know You Want It
It’s In Your Eyes, Don’t Tell Me Lies
Girl You Need No Disguise, Let Me Give It To You Like Ohh

[Hook]
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Do It)
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah (Do It)

[2 Chainz]
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Your Friends, Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Leavin’ With Me, Know You Want It
It’s In Your Eyes, Don’t Tell Me Lies
Girl You Need No Disguise, Let Me Give It To You Like Ohh

[Hook]
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Do It)
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah (Do It)

[Snoop Dogg]
Submit Verse

Girl You A Pro,
On The, On The Floor
Yeah, Girl You Got My Heart
Do It, 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 Won’t Get Naughty
I Don’t Need A Key, I Just Push Button And Start It On

[Hook]
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Do It)
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Girl You A Pro)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (On The, On The Floor)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, (Yeah Girl You Got My Heart)
Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah (Do It)

Chris Brown Ft. Snoop Dogg & 2 Chainz - Oh Yeah Lyrics

Chris Brown - Trumpet Lights Lyrics

It’s time to celebrate like I just touched down
Know we getting ready to party
I’ma show you how
Yeah shit happens but tonight we don’t care
I just wanna see you put your hands in the air and say

Hey little mama all that ass in them pants
Drop it like you’re single even though you got a man
Puerto Rican with a Spanish accent
Hands on the floor dancing like we sexing

Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the one you

You wanna be bad tonight
Baby look at you
You gotta be bad enough
Oh yeah mama let me hear you say

I just wanna do some
Pretty little things for ya
I just wanna be your
Your love oh

I’ma be the one baby
I’m gonna be the one baby

Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the
Gonna be the, I’m gonna be the one you

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Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop Shit #3 Lyrics

Leather jacket, relaxing
These movie scenes I’m acting
These rappers attract some massive play
Another bad bitch
Fully smoking locamotive, nigga, fuck a ?
In the club celebrating cause I’m so promoted
Is it a fire? Cause the crowd is smoking!
Big Will, she off a pill: rollin
You know a country nigga hungry
Waffle house? Open!
But they too broke to pay their bills
So they’re freeloading
But it’s cool, sit down
You know that nigga there? Yell his name
Chris Brown
His chain’s so ugly that it makes a bitch frown
I’m serving all these niggas
But who ordered hash browns?
Nigga, I be like: yeah I got the check
And I just paid your bills, so.. yes
I want some sex
Hah! But first, can I kiss your neck?
And I’mma work you out
So you ain’t gotta stretch
Holla! Let me slow up
Impregnate your beat, I make that bitch blow up
I eat all I can eat
Until a nigga throw up
I tell that DJ “ay! Pull up, pull up”
Man, I’m so sick of these lame motherfuckas
A nigga’s still shitting on the game, motherfucka
Old niggas at the world trade muthafuckas
Y’all niggas still being the same muthafuckas?
Who else, dawg?
Let me go in, and I count more ends
My tints 11, your friends in my Benz
The engine on that Viper 220
And it’s green in the trunk, but that’s new money
Watch: Frank Mueller, my Ruger
Cut that shit – fire. I just shot my jeweler!
Another hundred racks just to make my chain a cooler
Off that loco, out of my medulla
Wow! I be seeing dead people
Dead prezzies my besties
We are not equal. How you get the big picture
Looking from a peephole?
My real niggas in the back, like
“He ain’t talking to me tho!”
I know you mad because I afford it
TMZ, I’m wiping my ass, so stop recording
Supposedly a singer, can’t do hip-hop
But I just killed this shit, so let the
Shit rock