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Chris Brown( Christopher Maurice Brown )
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Hope You Do
Yeah
Oh baby
Now the word around town, 'round town that boy goin' crazy
It's been a while since I been out,
then come back to whip that Mercedes
And my wrist keep drippin', grain grippin', I'm doin' 108
Now I used to be pimpin', be pimpin' but how can I say this?
Girl, I'm tryna fuck with you
Girl, don't take no pictures, don't take no pictures
Girl, sorry if I'm slurring my words, I've been drinking
Mixin' that liquor
I rolled up when I woke up
I brought more if you want some
You say you don't really give a fuck
I really hope that you know what's up
I ain't playin',
Oh no, I ain't playin', no woah
When my mind's fucked up, i just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three
Girl, I'm way too drunk, I just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three
And I hope you do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Need some more liquor, yeah
Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river. yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm not no swimmer
But I would go deep in that ocean like Flipper, oh yeah, oh yeah
When my mind's fucked up, i just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three
Girl, I'm way too drunk, I just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three
And I hope you, yeah Do-o-o-o (you do)
Do-o-o-o (Oh na)
Do-o-o-o (do-do-do-do, yeah)
Do-o-o-o
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Do-o-o-o (you do, do ah)
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o (yeah, yeah)
Do-o-o-o
And I hope you do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o (do-o-o-o, ah)
Do-o-o-o (do-o)
Do-o-o-o (oh baby)
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o (do-o-o-o)
Do-o-o-o (do-o-o-o)
Do-o-o-o (do-o-o-o)
She got the keys to my house and my heart, i hope that she save me
And she know I'm gon' lay the pipe, pipe down, I turn that bitch crazy
Why you trippin'?
You won't even listen 'cause you used to all
the niggas i promise I'm different, different
And I hope you
Take off your clothes know I'm
persistent, I know that that ass is soft
You got to go,
don't care 'bout them sheets, girl, let's come take them covers off
When we making love, girl I just might take the rubber off
And you fuck them niggas and cheat on
your nigga, then what you gon' do to me?
Girl, I hope you, huh
Girl, don't listen to them bitches,
Girl, don't tell your business, don't tell your business
And girl, just tell me the truth, I'm fucking with you, haha
And I hope you do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o
Need some more liquor, yeah
Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river
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