bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb Girl you
you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb Girl you got
want. I got what she need... (Need...) But I don't mind if she take advantage of me... ('Cuz...) She got that bomb shit... I'm talkin' atomic... My playa
eh, eh Turn of the lights, lights, lights, give me a mic, mic I'm about to sing and do it just as she likes. She moves the stage, Oh bombs away Drops
it down, take it down Take it down low! Take it down, take it down Take it down low! Take it down, take it down Take it down low! [Chris Brown - Verse
caddie Im a muthafucka but I aint meeting Karen Jae Millz The beat hot is snaring Red on red McClaren V Cal(?) looking like its from another planet My diamonds like Chris Brown
putting power moves for the year Type of idiot to hate before you hear But even if you hating, it's nothing I got your ears [Chris Brown - Chorous] I
, start drillin' away Turn off your iPhone, we chillin' and hey We'll be sippin' Patron, couple gallons a day Let's take our clothes off, bombs away Pick a song, Chris Brown
Im young Lucifer Take um all to hell wit, Ya Drop um off in a fire storm YM riot squad get our riot on If he testify like common see the fire bomb If
't know existed In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me Pit you can have me and my sister In Lebanon yeah the women are bomb And in Greece you
Let's, Mr.Worldwide,(worldwide) Take over, Yeah,mkay, Yah. Jim Johnson, Globe, (globe) Let's take over the globe. Chris Brown Where do we go from here
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ] ...All this ill shit This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit What the fuck is this shit? See the shit's video? 'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!' 'Put
boys, tries and Mickey D's fight The fact that B's was tight, we be on Sunday night We had the first family, C and Mr. Chris Brown My niggas DJ and Leroy
high it ain't no number it's a sound I'm Jim Brown in his day, toughest nigga to tackle I'll leave your brains hangin out like Chris Rock's adam's apple
