Motion (feat. Chris Brown) - Ty Dolla $ign

And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready I hear if you stay ready, you ain't gotta get ready Call you when I get there, you just get your shit wetty Oops I mean your shit ready, can't believe I said that Least you know where my head at, now shorty where your head at She gon' dive in head first, school me like the board of ed She do it then we do it so she can say she thought ahead Laid up in that all day, can't get out that waterbed Talk nasty for ya boy, silent treatment for the feds No cup for the thirsty, she bad as controversy Skin-tone like Hershey, body Lord have mercy Yeah if this thing were a car, it'd be a Lamborghini Mercy Maybe I'm too fast, girl say she And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready Talkin' 'bout you born ready, talkin' 'bout it's on deck Talk a good one on text, you say you 'bout it I'm gon' check I put some kisses on neck, let me warm that engine up Relax when the tension's up, girl you just call your nigga up And I pop up in that all black and kill that See I'm dressed appropriate, you got to feel that Feel that? (I feel that) That's that love comin' down For the brain, I'm dumbin' down, we on swole when she come around Need ice to numb it down, night stick to beat it up Rodney King that teen girl, can't we all just get along? You could get along, you already know, but is you ready though? And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready If you are a bad one, be ready (Be ready) Two times for my niggas, we ready (We so ready) Pretty ladies in the V.I. and they ready (They so ready) I'm feelin' good, feeling good, I'm ready (I'm ready, yo) Left a girl in the back, she ready (She so ready) We don't know how to act, we ready (Cause we're ready) And we can't wait to get home (If you're ready, come on) And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready

Seh wah Well, mi waa send out dis one to di man name Chris Brown Get all a di gal dem from his home town to outta town Yeah, ha, ha, seh wah, so mi waa see lighters in di air Oh me a know ya sexy gal, weh ya say? Me waa see lighta Sexy body gal athem, seh wah Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (yes) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (yo) You ma brown skin girl (eh Brown skin girl, brown skin girl (yo) Call you ma little brown skin I see ya, nice to meet ya, wat you doin' lata ah Come closer, mek mi hold ya, put mi hand dem all ova Girl, know dat you got my heart How you move in dem pum-pum shorts? You have everythin' that I want, my lickle chocolate delight How she grindin'? Tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she whinin', and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love (hey) Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brown skin) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all 'em gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes gal) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Now Yolanda and Shevanda, dem a try an' get clos a ah Dem man a goner, no wonda, him a sayin' it's over ah When mi come inna di place mi seh yo shotta There's so much green caa mi mr Dollar When mi see dem gal fi mi a holla, dem chocolate delight How she grindin', tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she wine'in' and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brii bang-bang-bang-bang) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling You my brown skin girl Brown skin girl, brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Gal, mi nah go tell you no lie, mi a watch you whole nite Waa mek a lickle rope in Mi love how you a move up yuh body And yuh shape look tight Gal, jus keep on whinin' Well, a nuff man a rush yuh, waa crush yuh But gal, dem nuh right fi yuh, I got di right timin' Gi yuh any style yuh require, mek yuh temperature hotta Mek yuh know 'bout sexual healin' Wanna give it to ya physically and metaphysically Listen to me lyrically, gal, yuh nuh fi dilly dolly Caa me, will mek yuh happy if yuh evee mek me sappy If yuh eva mek me tappy me neva gi yuh flippy floppy Jus hold on, gal mi well waa fi tek yuh fi a ride How yuh gwaa noe if yuh nah try? Yuh have whole heap a man up inna yuh ears Gonna try gi me fight, but yuh fi tell dem tek a hike Tek a hike, tek a hike Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all dem gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes girl) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin

Eyes must be wide shut Liquor got you open, closing the blinders Just in case you need a friendly reminder Let me take this bullet, bullet out right here Change your body I need adviser Hard to beat, but fuck it don't need a driver All me want is a girl who'll be a rider Can't believe she pull it, pull it Nigga gun gun pow But she want me to hold her, hold her down Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love, nah Must be coo-koo got me fucked up, fucked up, wow (You got me fucked up) You know a nigga ain't gonna hold ya, hold ya down I'm a mirage, what the fuck I look like? I'm a mirage, what the fuck I look like? It's all in your mind, your mind What I look like? Open your eyes, you're blind What the fuck I look like? Yeah yeah you're mind said I should apologize to ya People telling all of those crazy lies to ya You believe 'em all don't wanna accept the truth Who the fuck you're kidding, kidding? What's the use? Sad to see you playing the fool You don't know half the shit that a nigga been through I guess you got your reward, reward For the acting like you don't need me, babe But she want me to hold her, hold her down Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love, nah Must be coo-koo got me fucked up, fucked up, wow (You got me fucked up) You know a nigga ain't gonna hold ya, hold ya down Excuse my French, but I'm a mirage, what the fuck I look like? I'm a mirage, what the fuck I look like? It's all in your mind, your mind What the fuck I look like? Open your eyes, you're blind What the fuck I look like? You looking for love And I'm the one you imagine With athlete money from just rapping My body wrapped in Sir Valentino Laura piano fashion Sex with passion, romancing laughing Happiness, action, restaurants relaxing They got some good sushi in Aspen A good pussy I'm smashin' I call you Masa Lisa yeah I'm your visa American express I must confess I'll try to go beyond love And this is hard to translate Love is good, but to me good is just an enemy of great You wanna make it to the top But you don't got what it take To be a model, actress, singer, stripper Want me to help you to become a star? You was my sister, you was my soldier Damn, I used to miss you I used to love you, I think to hold you You didn't know me it was only Just a mirage, mirage (mirage, mirage) You didn't know me it was only just a mirage, mirage What the fuck I look like? It's all in your mind, your mi-ind What I look like? Open your eyes, you're blind What the fuck I look like? Yeah What the fuck I look like? Fucked up What the fuck I look like?

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woo-woah, yeah Girls like you (girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude A lot of ass on her lip, body bad, you strip Pretty face, but a flip, in her bag with the chip (Chip) Blowin' racks at the Fifth, girl, keep it up, I can see ya Ain't nothin' like I got, I don't need you (need) Yeah, yeah (yeah, ooh, yeah) Those are the ones Those are the ones Stand on your heart (heart) And look in your eyes (eyes) I know I broke a lot of hearts (a lot of hearts) Gave my share of scars, but (ooh, yeah) Ain't nothin' worse than a broken man Can't tell your bros, they won't understand Drown out the pain with a loyal fan Use your pussy power 'cause you know you can, oh Girls like you (girls like you, ooh) Always got a bad attitude (attitude, ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude (ooh, yeah) Girls like you Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude God made bad bitches rude

No-no, no-no, no-no Yeah, yeah, yeah No-no, no-no She only calling when she want the juice Only calling when I bust a move Young nigga broke all the rules All these hoes acting brand new Started off with a dime Now everywhere I go, I shine All these bitches you wanna ride But really I ain't got the time She only call me when she want the juice Only call me when she want the juice No-no, no-no, no-no, yeah, yeah, yeah Only call me when she want the juice That's what she do, that's what she do No-no, no-no, no-no I was so low Had no one to call on Gave you my phone number How you get my number? Calling me, see I got my cake up Young niggas came up And how you get my number? They doubted me and now she want my energy We ain't got no chemistry but I still might fuck tho Yeah, yeah, yeah I now your type girl, now your type You the type that wanna shine You the type that want that life Girl get up out my life She only calling when she want the juice Only calling when I bust a move Young nigga broke all the rules All these hoes acting brand new Started off with a dime Now everywhere I go, I shine All these bitches you wanna ride But really I ain't got the time She only call me when she want the juice Only call me when she want the juice No-no, no-no, no-no, yeah, yeah, yeah Only call me when she want the juice That's what she do, that's what she do No-no, no-no, no-no She turns me Sitting in the living room She's seen all my interviews She loves giving headlines like I'm breaking news So often I can see she loves me I'm just not that into you Girl come let me fuck, I fix your attitude They doubted me and now she want my energy We ain't got no chemistry but I still might fuck tho Yeah, yeah, yeah I now your type girl, now your type You the type that wanna shine You the type that want that life Girl get up out my life She only calling when she want the juice Want the juice, want the juice, want the juice, want the juice She only calling when she want Only calling when she want the juice She only calling when she want Only calling when I bust a move Young nigga broke all the rules All these hoes acting brand new No-no, no-no, no-no No-no, no-no, no-no, yeah, yeah, yeah Calling me, see I got my cake up Ohh-ohhh-ohhh, ohh-ohhh-ohhh, ohh-ohhh-ohhh Girl get up out my life Ohh-ohhh-ohhh, ohh-ohhh-ohhh, ohh-ohhh-ohhh

Dolla Dolla you know you the shit Dolla you know you the shit Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit Dolla pull up with your bitch, ay Dolla pull up in the Benz, ay Dolla go fuck on your friends, ay Dolla that's my favorite artist, ay Dolla go fucking retarded, ay Dolla got dollars on dollars, ay Dolla got '64 Impala, ay Dolla got sold out shows yeah Dolla got 25 hoes yeah Dolla smoke a big ass pound yeah Dolla make a bitch go down yeah Dolla fuck her on the couch yeah Dolla fuck her on the couch yeah Keys all on the couch yeah Might drop Dolla out yeah Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit Dolla pull up with your bitch, ay Dolla pull up in the Bent, ay Dolla go fuck on your friends, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, yeah Dolla you know you a boss, uh Dolla go pull up and flex, ay Dolla go fuck with his drawers on Dolla get litty on shrooms Dolla get head in the pool Dolla ain't jumping on boom, no-no Dolla ain't jumping on broom Dolla been smoking with Wiz, yeah-yeah Dolla got love for the kids, yeah-yeah Dolla flew in on the jet Dolla just bought a Rolex, yeah Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit Dolla pull up with your bitch, ay Dolla pull up in the Bent, ay Dolla go fuck on your friends, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, ay Dolla you know you the shit, yeah

Tell me when you're ready I'll be there when you're ready for me You're just a queen on a king bed I can be your throne for the evening Hit me up and I'll pick you up I love how you're versatile I love the way you switch your positions up First, one leg in the sky now they're both on a ride You gotta come through Like that time in Toronto Feeling like I'm touching on you when I'm not around Girl it's something like voodoo Can't even compare that body to nobody else They don't do it like you do, you do (You know) What you want (You know) What you need from me (You know) It's all about you (You know) It's your turn to be Greedy, greedy, greedy It's okay to be Greedy, greedy, greedy (Greedy) We're having sex and taking trips So we're cumming and going Love this relationship and all the things you show me on the regular When I'm on my knees, it's just to pleasure you I'm okay with looking like I'm begging though I put diamonds all over your pedastal Now your body numb, it's like an edible Your gummy in my mouth tastes incredible Just to let you know (You know) What you want (You know) What you need from me (You know) It's all about you (You know) It's your turn to be Greedy, greedy, greedy It's okay to be Greedy, greedy, greedy (Greedy) Your turn to be, yeah Oh Said it's (Your turn, your turn) It's all about you, yeah (Said it's your turn, your turn) Round after round, you're losing your count (Said it's your turn, your turn) As soon as you finish you know it's still your turn