Chris Brown Hangover
[Verse 1]
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 robbin' niggas for they shoes, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
All my niggas went to night school, dumb as f..ck
Whippin' in the kitchen like a chemist, gettin' they money up
Tens, twenties, fifties and them hunnids, yeah-yeah
I think I'm good for the summer, yeah-yeah
I just wanna let the top down and just ride
Feelin' good, tryna live my life
I've been grindin' all year
Got the hammer right here if a nigga try
[Chorus]
I'm so for real this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe
Gon' f..ck it up, it's on me, babe
If you f..ck 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 (Ow!)
[Verse 2]
Don't be embarrassed
And don't be scared to show that thing
I love what you wearin', don't know who made it
PYT, you that pretty young thing
Girl, I ain't no Casanova
But I'ma give you everythin' you want
But you just can't be
Another baby mama blowin' 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 actin' bougie in a coach seat (Woo)
Don't be a hater throwin' them stones from the nose bleeds (Ow!)
You gotta live life, do it, do it (Do it, do it)
Gon' get a check, do it, do it (Do it, do it)
All this hate, I'm gettin' used to it (Yeah)
We the leaders of the new school (Yeah-yeah)
It ain't shit that I can't do (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm so for real this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (On me, baby)
Gon' f..ck it up, it's on me, babe (Me, babe)
If you f..ck it up, it's all on me, babe (Baby)
And let's slip and let's slide
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, ow!)
[Verse 3]
You gotta stay over, oh, please, love (Oh)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, babe, don't leave (Ooh, no)
'Cause it's a party after the party, you gon' see
She told me she ain't never f..ck 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, yeah, we lit
[Chorus]
I'm so for real this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (On me, baby)
Gon' f..ck it up, it's on me, babe (Me, babe)
If you f..ck it up, it's all on me, babe (Baby)
And let's slip and let's slide
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, ow!)
