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Artist: Chris Brown Album: Exclusive - The Forever Edition Originally released: 03-JUN-2008 |
Yea, you know being from Virginia
I gotta go back to my roots
The whole go-go thang, DC what's up
Virginia you already know how we 'bout to do it
Lets go, yes sir
Been sittin' here for an hour talkin'
But we ain't sayin' nothin'
I ain't even trippin' mama thats cool
No betta' way to waste time then to with you
Ain't that a trip 'cause usually I do my thing and I dip
But she got me wanna stick around for the second show
Have her do her thing on the stage for me once more
And I'm like
[Chorus]
I can't wait for us to be alone (tell me)
So tell me, tell me what ya say ma
You've been keepin' it 100 up to this far
So what ya wanna do
I'm try'na give it but I'm losing my cool (for you)
'Cause shorty got me throwed
Thrown off, lil' mama, she got thrown
Thrown off, lil' mama, she got thrown
Now I can't say all the things I wanna say
(But your body is a problem for me)
And I put shame on a man that walked away
(But I'm glad he left you here for me yea)
That's real 'cause usually I can't express how I feel, yeah
It's like I'm in my favorite scene on a movie screen
Diamond studded tee, crown holdin' my Spike Lee's
And I'm like whoa
[Chorus]
Girl you got that knock, I hear it down the block
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked, so baby pick ya feet up
Adjust my two-seater, holla if you hear me now
Girl you got that knock, I hear it down the block
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked, so baby pick ya feet up
Adjust my two seater, holla if you hear me now
[Chorus]
Yes sir, two up, two down
Holla at me, it's all about you
We out, let's go
Got me feelin' like, hey, hey, hey
I gotta go back to my roots
The whole go-go thang, DC what's up
Virginia you already know how we 'bout to do it
Lets go, yes sir
Been sittin' here for an hour talkin'
But we ain't sayin' nothin'
I ain't even trippin' mama thats cool
No betta' way to waste time then to with you
Ain't that a trip 'cause usually I do my thing and I dip
But she got me wanna stick around for the second show
Have her do her thing on the stage for me once more
And I'm like
[Chorus]
I can't wait for us to be alone (tell me)
So tell me, tell me what ya say ma
You've been keepin' it 100 up to this far
So what ya wanna do
I'm try'na give it but I'm losing my cool (for you)
'Cause shorty got me throwed
Thrown off, lil' mama, she got thrown
Thrown off, lil' mama, she got thrown
Now I can't say all the things I wanna say
(But your body is a problem for me)
And I put shame on a man that walked away
(But I'm glad he left you here for me yea)
That's real 'cause usually I can't express how I feel, yeah
It's like I'm in my favorite scene on a movie screen
Diamond studded tee, crown holdin' my Spike Lee's
And I'm like whoa
[Chorus]
Girl you got that knock, I hear it down the block
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked, so baby pick ya feet up
Adjust my two-seater, holla if you hear me now
Girl you got that knock, I hear it down the block
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked, so baby pick ya feet up
Adjust my two seater, holla if you hear me now
[Chorus]
Yes sir, two up, two down
Holla at me, it's all about you
We out, let's go
Got me feelin' like, hey, hey, hey
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Written by: SHROPSHIRE, TAURIAN ADONIS/UNKNOWN CO-WRITER
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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