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[Intro: Scott Storch & Chris Brown]
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Scott Storch
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Woo!
Oh-oh
Chris Brown
Chris Brown

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Let me talk to you, tell you how it is
I was thinking when I saw that body
Gotta get shawty, tell her what the young boy gon’ do
Damn, them chicks with you gotta be your kin
Babe, pretty thick with the kick that’s sick
That need to be hit, so tell me what y’all gon’ do

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Juelz Santana]
I got friends and you got friends (Word, oh)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, oh-oh)
I look fly and they jocking (Word)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop
I got friends and you got friends (Word, hey)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word)
I look fly and they jocking (Word)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Is ya man (Man) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it
Is ya man (Man) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Lemme know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Come here!)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You’ll see, girl, I can set you off
Don’t believe my age is gonna slow us down
I can definitely show you things to have you saying I can’t be 16
Once I get in you won’t let go
(And I) I’ll have the girls wishing they were you
(And I) I know you heard about me
But guess what’s going down if we leave

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Juelz Santana]
I got friends and you got friends (Word, oh)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, oh)
I look fly and they jocking (Word, huh)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop
I got friends and you got friends (Word)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, hey)
I look fly and they jocking (Word, ooh)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop (Ooh, ooh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Is ya man (Man) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it
Is ya man (Man) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Lemme know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Girl, you feel right (Feel right)
Make me feel like (Feel like)
I wanna do a little something (Do a little something)
Ain’t no thing ‘less you do it for sure
Girl, the way that you’re wearing them jeans is turning me on
I’m the hottest thing that’s in these streets
So baby won’t you rock me?

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Is ya man (Man, oh) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Know, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Oh, woah-oh)
Is ya man (Man, oh, woah-oh) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain’t (Ain’t), lemme know (Lemme know, mmm)
Let me see if you can run it, run it (Run it)
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Yeah)

[Outro: Chris Brown]
Oh-oh

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[Verse 1]
Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, “Tell me what you think”

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, “Son, you’re not special
You won’t find him where you think”

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA

[Verse 2]
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, “Now that you’re with me
Well, I think that you should stay”
Yeah, I know you’ve been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I’m not your savior
Know I’m not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said “Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end…

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA”

[Bridge]
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don’t care what they say

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
I won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I’m tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA

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[Verse 1]
Half of what I say is meaningless
But I say it just to reach you, Julia

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Julia, Julia
Ocean child calls me

[Chorus]
So I sing the song of love, Julia

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Julia, seashell eyes
Windy smile calls me

[Chorus]
So I sing the song of love, Julia

[Bridge]
Her hair of floating sky is shimmering
Glimmering in the sun

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Julia, Julia
Morning moon, touch me

[Chorus]
So I sing the song of love, Julia

[Verse 2]
When I cannot sing my heart
I can only speak my mind, Julia

[Pre-Chorus 4]
Julia, sleeping sand
Silent cloud, touch me

[Chorus]
So I sing a song of love, Julia

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Hmm hmm hmm
Calls me

[Chorus]
So I sing a song of love for Julia

[Outro]
Julia, Julia

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[Verse 1]
Ayy, uh
I’m puttin’ numbers on the board and blowin’ more digits
I haven’t started, man, these are just the before pictures
Shout out my parents, my mother gave birth to four winners
All of the players in the game, it’s always cold benches
Been in the studio, I forgot how to sleep
Not tryna make an album they forget ’bout in a week
They said the fruit never gon’ fall far from the tree
I used to be the kid, now the kids wanna be me
Trippin’ ’bout my future like way before there was cameras
Hella plans on my calendar ‘fore I went all professional
Less souls to trust, man, these people makin’ me cynical
More copycats and less people soundin’ original
Same destination, we just took different routes
Fuck bein’ one the greatest, I’m tryna be the greatest one
I ain’t sayin’ I ain’t grateful for everything I’ve become
But the throne is more comfortable than this chair I’m sittin’ on
My name is Brian, cold bars is what I’m known for
If my vision is scarin’ me, then I don’t go for it
‘Member my first days here when it was all foreign
Now I’m on TV with James Corden, that shit was crazy
Just got a place with a backyard, I feel amazing
Nothin’ can get between me and the dreams I’m chasin’
Ain’t got the time for partyin’, no more gettin’ wasted
Unless you got the 1942, man, then get the chaser
You hatin’ on me, but you know I gotta
You big in your city, I’m the king of a continent
These rappers tryna make the trendin’ topic
Why the state of music goin’ south?
But I don’t even want to talk about it
Let’s talk about it, nah, let’s talk about it
Before all these folks decide it’s cool to give a fuck about it
Everyone’s tryna make hits, I’m just tryna make music
You know, the kind that makes you feel when you listen to it?
I’m the youngest child, I don’t need more attention
You writin’ some bullshit, I write the lyrics meant for the captions
I’m makin’ songs that’ll probably outlive us for generations
Started off as the sailor, look at me, now I’m the captain
I won’t lie, this shit is fun
Tell these Asian kids they could do what they want
Might steal the mic at the GRAMMYs just to say we won
That everyone can make it, don’t matter where you from

[Bridge]
Can’t forget about the day that Sean called me
Talkin’ ’bout a vision called 88 that he’s dreamin’
Man, I love him like a brother, if we fall, we gon’ recover
Just a man with a vision who mastered in causin’ trouble (You can’t see)
Man, I can’t see the finish line
Fall back, fall back, I ain’t fuckin’ ’round this time (Anymore)
Did God know he created a legend in ’99? (Anymore)
Fuck pretendin’ on a track, man, I mean every single line

[Verse 2]
Touched down, never holdin’ back
Shinin’ like some bustdown, sailin’ ’round without a map
Been a underdog, now it’s time to let me quarterback
Killin’ shit in uncharted territories, man this shit get hella gory
Whole country of people proud, so I’m never worried
Glad you’re sittin’ through the credits, man, this is my story
The type of shit that make me cry when I record it
This the type of shit that still gon’ make me cry even when I’m 40
R.I.P. Nipsey, R.I.P. Mac
These inspirations always gon’ motivate me to rap
Let’s celebrate their lives and the people that they impact
The marathon continues, ain’t no way we lookin’ back
Amazon Prime flow, you know I’ll always deliver
We crossed oceans for a chance just to feel somethin’ better
Generations to sacrifice, that we’ll always remember
It’s that circle of life shit, they hold me up like I’m Simba
They told me I ain’t welcome, I’m here to stay, and my visa says so
Just wait and see who’s songs they gon’ blast up in they headphones
Come back like every couple years to destroy like tornadoes
Victorious tropical flow comin’ straight from Indo’
These plants only grow to just get cut and disposed
Their spotlight is dimmin’, my future’s so bright that it glows
You want the blueprint for impossible, I’ll let it show
Remember when Pac said, “The concrete grows a rose”

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[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
Okay I pull up high as fuck, right up front to where the venue was
Every time I look at her she feel like I’m the only one
Only thing I care about is living life the best I could
Only wanna smoke and stay productive ’til the day is done
Pull up to my day ones, kickin’ shit like Deawon
Then I played her favorite song, she think we can get along
I ain’t got no beef with bongs
But I rather roll the strong
She ain’t tryna prolong, she get to the provolone
Pull up to my block quick, pop out then I dip
At first I told her no but now i think I’ll have a sip
Ever since i got my money right I’m smilin’ like the Grinch
And I don’t give a fuck about no sucka nigga shit
I’ma pull up screamin’, I don’t give no fuck and that is it
I show up, do a 540, shake and bake and rip
Chicken bone nowison shorty in my whip
It’s hollow squad the coffin fleet I bet they won’t forget, you bitch

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah)
They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah)
She wanna meet Carti (Carti)
That bitch is a Barbie (Yeah)
I’ma fuck these hoes (Ooh)
I’m on 730
Got a brand new pack like Kid Cudi (Brand new)
I smoke dope like Kid Cudi
Push up and get the slugs from me (Slime slime)
I’m with all the shits (Slime slime)
We pull up with shit (Yeah)
We pull up with, uh (Yeah)
We pull up with sticks, hol’up
We pull out the van, hol’up
We pull out the shit, ayy
I pull out the .9, hol’up
I pull out and blitz, hol’up
I pull out the fire, hol’up
I pull out wit’ six
I’m smokin’ out the pound
The bitch can suck my dick, yeah
The bitch gonna ride the dick, yeah
The bitch get thrown in the pit

[Verse 3: Young Nudy]
Runnin’ from the cops (Cops)
Gotta keep my Glock (Gotta keep my Glock)
When I see them cops (Cops)
You know I have my Glock (Know I have my Glock)
Middle finger, fuck 12 (Yeah), always on my block (Always on my block)
Middle finger to the opp, we gon’ pop at opps (We gon pop at opps)
Pop a body, drop him (Drop him)
Cop a body, deuces (Deuces)
They be talkin’ ’bout it (Huh?)
But don’t know who be doin’ it (Don’t know who be doin’ it)
These niggas be talkin’ (Talkin’), they lemon squeeze (Lemon squeeze)
XD (XD), ooh, lemon squeeze (Brr, brr, brr), yeah