Only 4 Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Verse Simmonds) - Chris Brown

Shit be two lit, shit be four lit Pick me up before six Gutter bitch with another bitch We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit Two lit, shit be four lit We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Yeah yeah, d—d—dat's the shit I like (Hey) I ain't got no type, I can't decide Girls like girls like girls, they can't deny Eating pussy with a side of wine No, it ain't no telling what we might do When she in a penthouse with a tight view Reefer got me stuck, shit, got my eyes glued Oh yeah, that's my girl and that's our wife too Lit, shit be four lit Pick me up before six Gutter bitch with another bitch We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit Two lit, shit be four lit We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Ayy, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit Uh, T.I.P hit it, TZ hit Ayy, I feel like we the new Dogg pound Uh, she know Dolla getting money now Uh, I'ma pass her like Cam Yay, I'ma pass her like Peyton Oo, I got diamonds on my neck I got diamonds on my rib, put some diamonds on my main bitch Uh, in the Porsche so wavy Put a Rollie on my lady, Dolla need a new baby Eh, she know Dolla stay litty Still ain't heard about Dolla? You should come to my city Shit be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah) Pick me up before six Gutter bitch with another bitch We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh) Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ye—ye—yeah) Two lit, shit be four lit (Uh, okay) We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here (Yeah) You know we all wit' it All my niggas quick to hit and never call bitches Just might see my lil nigga pulling up wit' y'all bitches Pick the short ones up, bend it over tall bitch Ayy, put that phone down and mind your fucking business, girl Ayy, put some money up if you so independent, girl Now I'm just tryna put some diamonds in ya pendant, get your titties fixed Presidential suites and private jets, outside the city shit One thing I can't stand is a petty heaux Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to telling folks 'Bout where you been and how much pussy you be selling folk Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell her tho Shit be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah) Pick me up before six Gutter bitch with another bitch We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh) Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ye—ye—yeah) Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah) We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here (Ooohhh) Yeah yeah, Dolla $ign

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

I fell in love with you, we fell in love with you Guys like us just don't fall out of the fucking sky, you know? Let's keep zonin', let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin' Girl, I know that it ain't over In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me Heart was broken, I am frozen, now you're glowin' This is more than just a moment In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me This the shit that make rap niggas mad Them think they cool niggas mad Bad bitches more bad You shouldn't have bought her more ass, shall I add? Tell me, where we at? (Where we at?) I put nerds on the map (on the map) Now this Urkel in your bitch Did I do that? Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Sky, you know? Sky, you know? And beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Tell me how you know I been searchin' high and low And I can tell you one thing Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? (Uh) Yeezy, how you doin', huh? Yeezy, how you doin', huh? Yeezy, how you doin', huh? Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, uh, uh Just don't fall out the sky, you know? Just don't fall out the sky, you know? And beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Tell me how you know I been searchin' high and low And I can tell you one thing Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Tell me how you know I been searchin' high and low And I can tell you one thing Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Just don't fall out the sky, you know? Sky, you know? They just don't fall out the sky, you know? They so valuable I been searchin' high and low And I can tell you one thing Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Let's keep zonin', let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin' Girl, I know that it ain't over In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me Heart was broken, I am frozen, now you're glowin' This is more than just a moment In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me This that shit that make rap niggas mad, yeah Fuckin' two twins, I told her skinny was in So she took out all the ass, kept it natural (yeah) But that thing still movin', I had to knock it down Yeezy, where we at? (Where we at?) Florence to Milan Just turned a bird bitch to my ex like I was Elon Count hundreds on the blue side, booty must've grew in size Seen it from the front side, damn, it must be two-sized (yeah) Goddamn it, must be two sides Forgis on the Double R, I'm floatin' like a cruise line Bitches wanna fuck me, then trap me, then fuck me over She cryin' tears in that Maybach and not the Toyota Once it's over, then she dead to me, give that hoe a memorial Suck my dick for the interview, a headitorial Put you on a track, have you workin' like I appointed you Hoe, how you gon' go blockin' your blessing when I anointed you? Beautiful big titty, butt naked bitches, where you at? Uh Started off trippin', tell her, "Pay tuition," no congrats, uh Winin' and dinin', now to take my ratchet hoe to Saks, uh She was too used to Hamburger Helper, chili mac And that's facts, you can fact-check it I'm from the crack era Redbone bitches, they king me like I'm a black checker Standin' at the plate, your hoe catchin' balls like a bat catcher I bring my pistol when I fuck her 'cause it's all 'bout survival, hoe I'll gut you clean, I bet you fuck with my rivals, though Put that on everything, a whole a stack of bibles, hoe Real niggas like me just don't fall out the sky, you know So keep vibin', hoe And you know that's facts, you can fact check it I'm from the crack era Where niggas run off and work it, don't bring it back era Standin' at the plate, your hoe catchin' balls like a back catcher Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

StarBoy international sound You're the one, you're the one for me Call on me, you can call on me All I want, cause all I want is to be You're the one, you're the one for me Oh lord Loving your simple style, style When you move girl I feel your style, style When you leave me that's a minus Say together we're a stronger soul Whine whine say no man can control If feels better than Silver and Gold Is it forever girl? let me know Is it forever girl? let me know Can you be the one for me baby Me wanna care for you love you forever Can it be just for me baby Sexiness, all this loving forever Baby girl you're a kiss from a rose Say your love like a kiss from a rose Girl just love me I swear I nor boast Say when I see you I know you're the one You're the one, you're the one for me "Girl you're the one for me" Call on me, you can call on me "Girl just call on me" All I want, cause all I want is to be "All I want to be" You're the one, you're the one for me "You're the one for me" In my life, I know And I know and I know and I know and I know I know that you're for me In my life, I know And I know and I know and I know and I know I know that you're for me yeaaaa Can you be the one for me baby Me wanna care for you love you forever Can it be just for me baby Sexiness, all this loving forever Baby girl you're a kiss from a rose Say your love like a kiss from a rose Girl just love me I swear I nor boast Say when I see you I know you're the one You're the one, you're the one for me "Girl you're the one for me" Call on me, you can call on me "Girl just call on me" All I want, cause all I want is to be "All I want to be" You're the one, you're the one for me "You're the one for me" Say if you love the guy say I Say if you are the one say I Say if you got the one you really want to die for Or you got the one you can burst a shot for Just say yeaah You're the one, you're the one for me Call on me, you can call on me All I want, cause all I want is to be "All I want to be" You're the one, you're the one for me "You're the one for me" Oh lord, you're the one, oh yeah Baby You're the one, alright You're the one, oh yeah Baby you're the one, say it for me gyal You're the one, oh lord You're the one, oh yeah You're the one, oh lord Yeah yah!

Bobby Kritical I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me I'ma make you love me, baby, do you trust me? Come in close and hug me (Hug me) Tell that hoe don't test me I don't play 'bout mines, watch this shit get messy Tote that Glock (Glock) Hide it in my spot Bitch, stop playing, I'ma leave you hot Rubber bands wrapped around these knots Bitch, stop playing, watch me kill the parking lot I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me, skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Tote that Glock, lil' homie, get yo guap (Get yo guap) You my son, lil' nigga, I'm yo' pops (I'm yo pops) I'm on top, lil' bitch, gimme props (Gimmie props) Talkin' charts, lil' baby, play yo' part, lil' baby I'm the boy, yeah, baby, I'm the one (Ooh, yeah) I'ma make you trust me, always keep it hundun Bust down Rollie face, I been getting money face Diamonds do the Diddy dance These the new Givenchy pants Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, VS while my diamonds hit New Chanel, you deserve all of it I put you in charge Baby, you a star, I buy you the mall I put you on a jet, you said I do the most I told you no more coach, yeah Said you don't care 'bout things You said you down for me I told 'em you my queen I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me, skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock I'ma make you love me