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Oh, oh no no, oh Mally Mall Sometimes, don’t wanna fall in love ’cause I’m sick of lies (Sick of lies) When you not around, all I got is tears in my eyes (In my eyes) Mama praying, saying, “Boy, that you’ll be fine” You’re the first and the last thing that’s always on my mind I need you to come over and save me now Tell ’em all that you love me now Please don’t you ever put me down Make me put this gun down now I need you to come over and save me I need you to put this gun on safety I hate that you just said you hate me I need you come over and save me right now Oh, I need Oh Yeah, yeah Oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, oh-oh (Oh) Hey, oh-oh (Oh no, no) Mally Mall Stop takin’ shots with me (Oh-oh-oh, shots) You saw how that plays with me We should’ve stay tight, oh-oh-oh Hold me down on my gravity You got me sleepin’ with the lights on (Lights on) You got me stressin’, what’s the outcome? To ride with me, got my shotgun (Ooh-ooh) Let it breathe like the ocean Need your

Upside Down By Chris Brown I’m gon’ cry for what’s not mine no more Hey, yeah, yeah I fear too fly, girl, so I don’t try no more Whoa-whoa-whoa I know how it feels out on the other side I know the feeling now I’m in the rain right now It’s getting real Dammit, I let you down Got my whole world upside down Tell me, why did you leave me? Oh Fighting with my heart, startin’ to take control Baby, why did you leave me? Oh I tried my best not to do you wrong Baby, why did you leave me? Who said it was easy? Oh You know loving me never was easy, yeah, yeah Who said it was easy? You know loving me never was easy Baby, why did you leave me? Oh no Who said it was easy? Oh You know loving me never was easy, ooh, yeah, yeah Who said it was easy? Yeah You know loving me never was easy, oh no Apparently not, girl I got everything, oh-whoa Yeah, yeah, yeah Your love burned bright, girl And it’s deep in my soul, yeah I know how it feels out on the other side I love

Make It Loud By Chris Brown This is not your average rodeo (Ayy) Baby, if you tryna ride with me A chin reaction like dominoes (Ayy) And all my ladies scream for me And make it loud Make it loud A little louder A little louder (Ooh-ooh) (Ha! JB, leggo) Ooh, make it loud I be Mr. Who You Wanna Be Don’t hate me ’cause I’m doin’ me, you won’t wanna be Anywhere I go, girl, you should follow me And I don’t mean Twitter, just come follow and me Bottles of that Kool-Aid, drink some Already know I’m your favorite flavor, but pick one Already got them girls screaming, “Where he came from?” Get it up while I’m feeling like an alien Wake up in the morning and I’m looking for my clothes Couldn’t tell the time ’cause my wrist stay froze Stayed at my girl crib, snuck out the back door Speedin’ to the show, I’m cuttin’ it close Your boy’s still young but you know that I’m a pro I’m thankful for my fans, so I’m rockin’ every show Show, I’m in Mexico I got ’em going crazy, ooh-ooh, loco This

Play this song [Chorus] Ya playin’ Throwin’ that name all up on me Ya playin’ Knowin’ damn well that you want me I’m tired of waitin’, conversatin’ Why you playin’ game, games? Makin’ love all in the club Give a fuck about your name, name Ya playin’ Throwin’ that name all up on me Ya playin’ Knowin’ damn well that you want me I’m tired of waitin’, conversatin’ Why you playin’ game, games? Makin’ love all in the club Give a fuck about your name, name [Verse] Look, ha What you playin’ for? I can see it in your eyes, you ain’t ’bout that shit I’m pelican fly, I left the windows inside it I got it rainin’ in this bitch Dollar after dollar Don’t play with a nigga, hop up on this dick One drunk night will change your life Now you famous, bitch Okay, I’m off that Ace and that Rosé José, no way I’m swevin’ With the white CÎROC and that OJ Molly? I think I know her face I know them titties real but that ass fake I keep runnin’ with the money at a fast face So

Intro: WizKid] Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba Something like shabba [Verse 1: Chris Brown] My niggas, we fuck up some commas Some of them dirty like shabba Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling like shabba How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch living in Bompton But I be training these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah [Hook: WizKid] She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like shabba Something like shabba 10 gold rings like shabba, yeah Something like shabba She got me rolling through like shabba Something like shabba Ride in the Benz like shabba Something like shabba She got me blowing trees like shabba Something like shabba Gwan go fuck up the beat like shabba Something like shabba Bounce to the beat like sha

[Intro:Yamine] Yo boy Yamine let’s get it [Verse 1: Yamine] This chick better show that ass And also get my cash She ain’t never stopping Cuz I don’t want this to last Me and Chris Brown throw some hunnids on the floor Watch me smash that pussy, knowing I want some more Freaky chick I’m gone See me in throne If you ain’t talking money then please leave me alone Hundreds I’m thrown I know that I’m home How can you be a slut with them nice J’s on? Hey baby girl I just want to make love to you Even though you like it when I touch on you I be like a king in these sheets When I rub on you And you know I’ll eat the fuck outta that pussy Cuz I adore you Hey Hey shawty it’s yo birthday Friday 17th, not a Thursday I remember back in the day I was thirsty Thirsty for that body I’m shootin 3’s in you just like Curry (yeah just like curry don’t you get it? No never mind REMIX) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Ay you, gal, with all the tight up skirt Get that ass in the bed

[Intro:Yamine] Yo boy Yamine let’s get it [Verse 1: Yamine] This chick better show that ass And also get my cash She ain’t never stopping Cuz I don’t want this to last Me and Chris Brown throw some hunnids on the floor Watch me smash that pussy, knowing I want some more Freaky chick I’m gone See me in throne If you ain’t talking money then please leave me alone Hundreds I’m thrown I know that I’m home How can you be a slut with them nice J’s on? Hey baby girl I just want to make love to you Even though you like it when I touch on you I be like a king in these sheets When I rub on you And you know I’ll eat the fuck outta that pussy Cuz I adore you Hey Hey shawty it’s yo birthday Friday 17th, not a Thursday I remember back in the day I was thirsty Thirsty for that body I’m shootin 3’s in you just like Curry (yeah just like curry don’t you get it? No never mind REMIX) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Ay you, gal, with all the tight up skirt Get that ass in the