href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/robbyseabrookiii/” rel=”author” title=”Robby Seabrook III”>Robby Seabrook IIIPublished: October 19, 2021Dusty Kessler

Neighborhood Hero
Fifteen years in any profession would make an average person jaded, but not Wale. These days, there’s no time for the negativity to seep in. He’s focused on the bigger picture.
Interview: Robby Seabrook III
Editor’s Note: This story originally appeared in the Fall 2021 issue of XXL Magazine, on stands now.

Wale prides himself on the art of consistency. It’s his biggest contribution to hip-hop. After his rap career first took off in 2006, the rapper has always put his hometown of Washington, D.C.—and its surrounding areas—first, folding the region into his music and never leaving it behind. While D.C. was mostly known as a go-go band town, Wale flipped that sound into hip-hop, and took it to the top, growing into a successful rapper with six albums (two Billboard No. 1s), four EPs, a bunch of mixtapes and plenty of bangers.

Over the past 15 years, Wale, born Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, has dealt with the ups and downs of the music industry. From changing labels and managers to public dust-ups with publications and peers to venting on social media, the MC has done so while also trying to find his footing within the rap scene. The self-proclaimed G.O.A.T. is always one to speak his mind. He’s honed that disposition into a wisdom of sorts, sharing it within his lyrics, most recently showcased on his June 2020 EP release, The Imperfect Storm, and his newest LP, Folarin 2, set to drop this fall. On the album, Wale uses samples that draw from the songs of his childhood, long before he became a late 2000’s rap darling. The project serves as a sequel to Wale’s well-received 2012 mixtape, Folarin, a feature-heavy romp through the mind of the lyricist that includes the hit song “Bad.”

Now, at 37, and more comfortable in his own skin, the Warner Records artist is both laid-back and alert, aware of where he stands in the game and how important it is to stay engaged as an artist. He’s also expanding his horizons with an acting role in the action-thriller Ambulance, out next year.

Talking with XXL via Zoom on a late August afternoon, Wale shares his feelings on making music that truly resonates, the reason he skipped courtside seats at the NBA Finals this year, how he deals with his own celebrity status, the bright side of being yelled at by director Michael Bay and why he’s one of the G.O.A.T.s.

XXL: How do you see your contributions to the Washington, D.C. and DMV rap scene?

Wale: I don’t know if the first person to do anything really gets like, the whole shebang. And now the kids, they don’t even know what it was like to not have nobody from home. I have a big ol’ picture of me performing in the White House in my mother’s living room. That’s saying something, doing the State of the Union.

I just try to take those and run with those and be grateful for that. And you know, when it’s all said and done, I can look back and be like, Man, the nation’s capital, the first rapper to do it like this. I’m just grateful for that.

You dropped your EP, The Imperfect Storm, last June, during a lot of social turmoil, and the songs reflected that. Were those just things you wanted to address?

I ain’t going to hold you, I literally went to a protest or rally or something every single day and I would go to the studio right after. I seen a 15-year-old girl get maced. I seen them break open the CVS and take all the pills out of there. I just went back and just wrote.

It was very important, even the mixing isn’t the greatest on there because I was like, Yo, I don’t care, just put it out. I don’t want to wait. I’m not sitting on this… It was just like a checkpoint of where I was at the time.

Your Folarin 2 album is the sequel to your 2012 mixtape, Folarin. Why did you want to release the follow-up now?

My daughter is talking to her mother one time and she was like, “Respect the kids. Respect the kids.” They were playing, but she was being serious and that’s part of it. The inner child of me, you know, “Still Tippin’,” “Vivrant Thing,” “I Need a Girl,” all these samples are coming from back in the day when I was a kid. I’m sampling way more than normal, so, it feels like a mixtape. I’m giving people their flowers and I’m getting mine.

One of the singles for Folarin 2 is “Angles” featuring Chris Brown, which samples Diddy’s “I Need A Girl (Pt. 1).” You’ve been successful with songs that have R&B singers. Why do you think you have the touch in this sense?

They won’t let me do nothing else. The label be like, “If this works, then it works.” If I had it my way, I wouldn’t go with those first. The game is the game. I think it’s the passion for storytelling. I care to tell stories. I care about the use of the words that I choose. It resonates on those R&B records, I guess.

What kind of different records would you want to release instead?

I’m grateful for “On Chill” and the success of it. In the alternate universe, I would want “Sue Me” to be the first single on the last project. Would it have been successful as “On Chill”? Most likely not. [The song] is double-platinum, almost triple, but the artist part of me is like, Yo, let’s just put a big-ass fuckin’ budget behind “Sue Me.” But the game don’t work like that for me. I’m grateful nonetheless.

Your song “Down South” is strong and pays homage to Mike Jones’ famed “Still Tippin’” record and the Houston rap scene in general. What’s your connection to Houston?

I was with Bun [B] last night, actually. We were at this little private party. They had a drummer and he was in that joint rapping. Bun was one of the first big rappers to really embrace me like, with “Back in the GoGo” and all that. He was always kind of a mentor to me. I don’t know if a lot of people know that. Bun always had my back.

Man, you know, Mike Jones. Mike Jones was big bro. Scarface and all that. It’s a certain relationship with Houston and D.C. Even with Steve Francis playing for the [Houston] Rockets. Scarface used to play the bass with Backyard Band. He would play with them every time he was in town.

On that same track, you rap about staying true to yourself and your artistry. How have you managed to do that so far?

I feel like in the industry it’s easy to be like, Bruh, I’m just going to do whatever. You have to understand, signing to MMG, [Rick] Ross and Meek [Mill] got their own interests. It’s easy to be like, Man, I’ma just do what they do. I’m like, “Bro, I’m gonna go to Wrestlemania, y’all go car shopping and do whatever you want to do. I’ma go here. I’ll get with y’all in the studio.” And that’s what makes me, me. Actually, it’s almost crazy when you look at it.

It was Money In the Bank, that’s a WWE pay-per-view. And there was the NBA Finals. I was supposed to go courtside. I was like, Man, I’m in Vegas, bro. I’ma just do Money In the Bank. And niggas was like, “Yo, you ain’t going to go to the NBA Finals?” I was like, “I don’t feel like getting on a plane.” I just be doing what I want, even if it don’t make any sense. I just kinda stay true to myself. Like, whatever feels right, you know what I’m sayin’?

You took the picture with Rick Ross recently. How have you guys been doing?

I played Ross the album. We kicked it. We talked. It was really on some chill, it wasn’t nothin’ crazy, you know what I’m sayin’? We talk like family most of the time. He just came by and just kicked it, listened to the album and shit.

As your career has gone on, do you feel like you’ve gotten better at accepting your celebrity status and level of popularity?

I still cringe when I’m on the street. Like, I’m walking down the street and somebody says, “Yo, Wale!” I have this weird relationship with celebrity and fame. I don’t want to answer this and not sound grateful for all the blessings. I do wish I can turn it on and off. You can’t turn this shit off.

I needed to get a shape-up last night. I was like, Damn. My barber was out of town. And, I can’t just go in one of these barber shops and get a regular joint without having to have “Who’s your favorite rapper?” conversations.

With Twitter and social media, you kind of took a step back as opposed to getting into scrums. How did you get to that point?

I be tired. Y’all don’t like me, OK, man, give it a rest, bro, who cares? Like what you like, bro, and get on, you know what I’m sayin’? Nigga be tired of arguing with y’all niggas. OK, I’m trash. Your music opinion is not good. Bye. Go back to work.

That’s a great perspective because the thing about it is—not just Twitter and social media, but period—it opens the floodgates for everyone to talk to everyone and you can kind of just say anything.

Bro, someone said this the other day and it blew my mind. They was like, “There is no way that God made us to know this many people and know what everybody is thinking.” What! That shit blew my mind. There’s no way. In the ’50s, them niggas knew like, maybe 20 people and probably knew what three of them was thinking. Why do I know what Westside Gunn and Dua Lipa are thinking in the same day? What the fuck?

You tweeted about seeing yourself as the G.O.A.T. this year, but you’ve nearly always felt that way.

I don’t say it a lot. I say it in my music a lot. I don’t really be like, “Yo, this is what it is.” Every once in a while, when God wakes me up on the left side of the bed, I be like, “Yo, you know what? Listen. Understand, it’s called catalog. It’s called consistency. It’s called no breaks. It’s called great skin, handsome as I ever been. Making great music. All genres. Aunties, sisters, mothers, all of them, they are all checking in. It’s called fashion. All of that. We did it.” Sometimes you got to remind people ’cause it’s so busy right now.

You posted the text message about Ambulance, the Michael Bay feature film you’re going to be in. What can you share about that experience?

I got three calls today ’cause they said that I came off really good in the movie. It’s like learning how to bike and then the next day, they put you in the Daytona 500 to drive a fucking car. It’s literally learning how to be on a Big Wheel and then the next day it’s like, “Now drive a car!” [Director] Michael Bay, he’s one of one. Luckily, I’ve played for some pretty intense football coaches and track coaches. My skin is thick for stuff like that, but he knows what he wants and he’s going to get it.

I’m just really, really, really blessed to be able to work with Yahya [Abdul-Mateen II] and Jake Gyllenhaal. These actors know how to talk to niggas. Michael will spazz on everybody and my energy is off, and Yahya just gives me this look like, “You got it, bro. C’mon, nigga, let’s do it.” I’m like, “Yeah, I’m chillin’. I’m good, I’m good.” And Jake will do the same thing. ’Cause, you know, it was mad COVID restrictions. So, I’m tired as hell in the car and Jake is like, “Yo, I got these vegan cookies, bro, do you want some?” Everybody was just so fucking nice. It balanced it out.

But Michael Bay, he’s good. Even when we were done he was like, “Bro, I was just trying to get the best out of you. I was trying different stuff. It was just my way,” blah, blah blah. It was a good experience. But I’m just saying, as my first major movie with Michael Bay screaming at everybody, it was intense. It was definitely intense.

What was it that initially drew you into wanting to act?

Everybody was like, “Man, you should act.” I guess it’s just like, Damn, man, I need something else to do. I can’t try out for the NFL no more. They will fold me in half running with them young niggas. I ain’t gon’ hold you, 10 years ago with this confidence, I would’ve been like, “[J.] Cole, you doing basketball? Let me play football. Hey, Washington football team, listen, give me like, two carries, man.”

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Check out more from XXL magazine's Fall 2021 issue when it hits newsstands in October 2021., including our cover story with Tyler, The Creator, Lil Nas X's battle for respect in hip-hop, BIA's "Whole Lotta Money" success and more.

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50 Cent doesn't think DaBaby's recent homophobic controversy put a fork in the rapper's career. In fact, Fif thinks Baby has the potential to bounce back like Chris Brown, who was loathed by many at one point in his career.

During an appearance on E!'s Nightly Pop on Wednesday (Aug. 10) with cohosts Nina Parker, Morgan Stewart and Hunter March, Parker asked 50 if he thinks DaBaby can bounce back from the comments he made about people with HIV, AIDS, the LGBTQ+ community and more, which has resulted in Baby being condemned and removed from several festivals.

Fif replied: "Yeah, he will. As long as he keeps the consistency with the music. Remember they canceled Chris Brown like, five, six times?"

One instance 50 Cent is likely referring to is Chris Brown getting into a physical altercation with then-girlfriend Rihanna back in 2009. Images later emerged of Rihanna's battered face following the incident. C. Breezy pleaded guilty to one count of assault with the intent of doing great bodily injury in connection to the incident that stemmed from an argument allegedly provoked by Rihanna discovering a text from another woman on Brown's phone.

Years later, in 2017, Chris' former girlfriend, Karrueche Tran, was granted a five-year restraining order against the R&B singer after testifying that he abused her.

There have been numerous other times when Chris Brown has made headlines for his troubling actions, but he still releases and appears on successful songs with top artists like Young Thug's "Go Crazy" and Drake's "No Guidance," to name a few.

Elsewhere in the conversation, 50 Cent also weighed in on DaBaby's controversy in its entirety and shared the advice he'd give the Charlotte, N.C. rapper.

"He is a really talented, special artist, right?” 50 said. "And he just transitioned from being in that pool that everyone’s in as a rap artist. Like, they didn’t notify him that he’s turning into a superstar."

Fif continued: "There’s nobody that tells you, 'Now, you’re being held to these standards' that are mainstream standards that you can’t say things and you can’t do these different things. He didn’t have a publicist involved and this is why the response took so long. Even his apology, the first apology attempt at it, was what made it worse. You know what it is? When a person makes a general statement, ’cause he made a general statement on stage, he’s not directing that to any individual, but what happens is he’s still new and he’s being attacked by individuals."

The rapper-turned-mogul then addressed DaBaby being called out by the likes of Madonna and Questlove for his homophobic comments.

"’Cause Madonna said something to him," 50 explained. "Questlove said something to him. Then, Elton John. Elton John, these are people that are this big. DaBaby is being taken aback by who specifically is saying this to him. It's tough for you to not assess them when you see them as royalty or important people and they are personally attacking you because they're saying something about DaBaby. He never said anything about any of them personally."

50 Cent added: "He’s only two years into his career. There’s no artist development. There’s no strong A&R in this. There’s definitely no media training."

As previously reported, during DaBaby's Rolling Loud Miami performance last month, he said while onstage, "If you didn't show up today with HIV, AIDS, any of them deadly sexual transmitted diseases that'll make you die in two to three weeks, put your cell phone light in the air. Ladies, if your pussy smells like water, put a cell phone light in the air. Fellas, if you ain't suckin' dick in the parking lot, put your cell phone lights in the air."

The rapper offered an apology, which drew more backlash, and later issued a formal apology to the LGBTQ+ community via his Instagram that was deleted days later.

DaBaby and 50 Cent linked up for the first time in-person last month. Baby shared an image of himself and Fif, and in the comments of the IG upload, 50 wrote, "I lost pop before he could get it, This one already got it and he listen. I'm a teach him all the mistakes I made, so he can be better than me. THIS IS HIP HOP!."

Check out 50 Cent speaking on DaBaby's controversy and the rapper's ability to bounce back in the video below.

These Tone-Deaf Hip-Hop Moments Prove Rappers Can Get Hit With Serious BacklashFiled Under: 50 Cent, Chris Brown, DaBabyCategories: News


[Part I: thursday]

[Intro]
Oh, yeah
Beartrap trap music

[Verse 1]
Me and Justin Bieber fuck the same girls
Me and G-Eazy fuck the same Wilhelmina models
Me and Chris Brown got the same H-Town
Had to block all your accounts, they all gonna find out about you

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Verse 2]
Me and Lil Uzi Vert fuck the same girls
Jared Leto get more than me, but it’s alright
And Bruno Mars sing these hoes to sleep
If we talkin’ pipes, I’ma lay it right there

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Part II: froze over]

[Refrain]
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over

My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over


[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hold up, lemma catch my breath, nigga watch yo step
I’m in the game, it ain’t no rules, we’ll knock off refs
Don’t leave the crib without them racks
Without my vest, my strap (my strap)
Yo bitch got some good neck-neck, my wrist neck wet (neck wet)
And I got big boy Patek, cash don’t take checks
You gon’ do what? (blaow, blaow), nigga I don’t take threats (Threats)
Hellcat on yo block (skrt), I treat her like racetrack (skrt)
Get in the booth, state facts (facts), I don’t pay for sex
But I take care of my hoes (my bitches), buy bundles, bags and oil (facts)
I just bought one a boutique (that’s love), ain’t gotta go to the mall (that’s love)
I had to show off for that one (forreal), she give me head on call (forreal)
I’m gon’ finish countin’ this money, with my wrist on thaw (froze)
Demolition man, knock down yo bitch wall (her walls)
Knock down yo big homie, courtesy of my young dawg (young dawg)
Keep it real with yourself if nobody else (nobody else)
You the realest nigga breathin’ if I hold my breath

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Drink all night (drink all night)
And let’s play a little naughty (play a little)
Got my hands on thighs (got my hands on her thighs)
Got into foreplay, I’ma take my time
You know it’s okay (that a good thing)
Show me babe (it’s about time)
You and I
Set the record straight (aw yeah)
Fuck it up

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Say what’s in the bag, get it too fast, spendin’ a check today
Makin’ it last, we payin’ the tax, I’m too caught up in the race
When I’m doin’ bad, where was you at? I’m only speakin’ the facts
You wanna play follow the leader, you really bout’ it, got my name on your ass
Lock down, lock down, baby when I lock it down, down
I need the energy right now, turn up, don’t pipe down
Look at me, if you need, I’ll pull up
She hit me up, said she tryna fuck, buckle up
I gotta smoke a J, she take it to the face
On or off babe? Fuck with you the long way
Smoke some weed babe, fuck what he say
Know what you need babe, as we play, yeah
No, you don’t gotta tell anybody
Just throw it and keep givin’ me problems
So good in the morning, need a doctor
I’ll keep going, I’ma give it to you proper

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Drink all night (drink all night)
And let’s play a little naughty (play a little)
Got my hands on thighs (got my hands on her thighs)
Got into foreplay, I’ma take my time
Baby it’s okay (I made up my mind)
Show me babe (it’s about time)
You and I
Set the record straight
Fuck it up


[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
We used to roll at the rink, we used to roll at the rink
I used to talk way too much, you used to know everything
You couldn’t stand me, I couldn’t stand you
You said I’m steady playin’, but you steady playin’ too
Your big brother foot work
Your play sister Juke
The rink was the place but in that space and time I was too young for you
As you were for me, too worried ’bout Frooties and Chews
‘Til I found out all the shawdy’s with cooties was cute
And realized what booties can do

[Hook: Towkio]
We gon’ get it poppin’
We gon’ get it Jukin’
We gon’ throw a party
We ain’t gotta do shit
You came with your best friend
Came up with for the weekend
Rolling with your parties
So tell me what you thinkin’
So we gon’ have a juke jam
So we gon’ have a juke jam
We can have a party, just listening to music
Like we used to do
I’ll get close to you
I remember you
You used to “I remember you”

[Bridge: Justin Bieber]
We’ve got so much history baby, maybe
Maybe you and I were meant to be
Maybe I’m crazy

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
We never rolled at the rink
We would just go to the rink
You ain’t buy tokens no more
You just hip roll at the rink
You had a nigga, I couldn’t stand him
But when they play “Take You Down”, Chris Brown
I am his stand-in
I mean it’s just dancing
It’s harmless as fuck
Then I put my waist through your hips
And your legs and my arms just to harness you up
Then we hit the floor
All the kiddies stop skating
To see grown folks do, what grown folks do
When they grown and they dating

[Bridge: Justin Bieber]
We’ve got so much history baby, maybe
Maybe you and I were meant to be
Maybe I’m crazy
Crazy about you

[Hook: Towkio]
We gon’ get it poppin’
We gon’ get it Jukin’
We gon’ throw a party
We ain’t gotta do shit
You came with your best friend
Who came up for the weekend
Rollin with the parties
So tell me what you thinkin’
So we gon’ have a juke jam
So we gon’ have a juke jam
We can have a party, just listening to music
Like we used to do
I’ll get close to you
I remember you
You used to “I remember you”

[Outro: Justin Bieber]
We’ve got so much history baby (juke)
Maybe (juke)



Chris Brown has stepped forward to apologize to Charlamagne Tha God and The Breakfast Club over a failed interview this morning.

Brown has been making the promotional rounds this week ahead of the release of his new album Heartbreak on a Full Moon, due on October 31st. Breezy don’t normally do a lot of interviews but this week he has been everywhere and all of his interviews are interesting. So far this week he turned up for all of his interviews, but this morning was different, he bailed on an interview with Charlamgane Tha God, Angela Yee, and DJ Envy on The Breakfast Club.

In a lengthy post on Instagram, Chris Brown apologize to the show and said that he will personally make things up. As for the reason for bailing, he said that he was hoarse from a long studio session the day before plus he has a pop-up show later on today (Wednesday October 25th). “Breakfast club, I Love yall, I apologize for not coming to the show,” he wrote. “Pop-up show today and I was hoarse as sh*t from studio, I’ll call personally so we can peace it up. love.”

“Hoarse!!! AND I UNDERSTAND THAT THE NEGATIVE SHIT THAT IS SAID BECAUSE YALL FEEL HURT,” he continues. “All good… I’ll let y’all have that. HOPE THAT HELPS YALL STATUS! Love you (I’m glad to know how yall really feel though.) guess god don’t make mistakes! SHOW TONIGHT… y’all invited too.”

Charlamagne Tha God was particularly upset with Chris Brown for missing the show and called him out on the show this morning. Still, Breezy seems like he is not upset and is willing to do the show at a future date so let’s hope that happens because we like to hear from the singer in interviews.

?? hoarse!!! AND I UNDERSTAND THAT THE NEGATIVE SHIT THAT IS SAID BECAUSE YALL FEEL HURT. ?. All good… I’ll let y’all have that. ??. HOPE THAT HELPS YALL STATUS! Love you ? (I’m glad to know how yall really feel though.) guess god don’t make mistakes! SHOW TONIGHT… y’all invited too. ?

A post shared by ?? #P&A #QUESTIONS iTunes (@chrisbrownofficial) on Oct 25, 2017 at 5:08am PDT


Rihanna says she will not watch Chris Brown new documentary “Welcome To My Life” where he opened up about brutally beating her.

The “Grass Ain’t Greener” crooner premiered his new documentary Chris Brown: Welcome to My Life last week. The cut made headlines for a segment where he opened up in-depth about the night in 2009 when he assaulted Rihanna, an incident that would change his life forever. In the clip, he spoke about punching his pop superstar girlfriend at the time with his closed fist and tasting blood inside his Lamborghini.

Sources inside the Bajan pop star’s circle told us that she has not watched the documentary and has no plans to. “No she (Rihanna) hasn’t watched it, in fact, none of us did and there is no plans to,” sources told Dancehallhiphop.com. “There are only two persons that know the true story about what happened then and it’s pretty clear who those two people are. I think RiRi has put all of that behind her and I think the other party should do the same and stop bringing back these old wounds. They were both young when this unfortunate incident happened and now they are older and more mature and have moved on from that. The rest of the world should do the same.”

Chris Brown also detailed his relationship with Rihanna in the months leading up to the assault on the night before the 2009 Grammy Awards. The singer says that he and RiRi always have big fights to the point that their relationship became toxic. He also confessed to lying to her about another female he had sex with and that made her not trust him anymore. Rihanna is currently dating Saudi billionaire Hassan Jameel. Just last weekend the pair were spotted on a dinner date out in London.

Our source told us that Rihanna has not spoken to Chris Brown in years, but she isn’t holding any grudges against him. “She wishes him well and will forever care about him,” sources added. “But she has moved on and don’t feel the need to keep in contact with him.”

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— Temptation (@YnoTRockIT) August 21, 2017


Lyrics Wizkid – African bad gyal

Them no born me yesterday
Evrey gyal, want designer
Them no born me yesterday
I know say your love will cost me something
Girl you dey do me something something
Ee dey do me like igbana
I see the fire, bring the rice
Burnin’ like a cigarette
Baby girl are you from Ghana?
Or you coming from Somalia?
Ah you coming from Uganda?
Or you’re coming from Nigeria?(african bad gyal)

African bad gyal
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan
Feeling the dancing, gan
Starboy kill the beat, yeah, ayyy.

Them no born me yesterday
Be a freaky girl and whine up
I put my hand up on the waist
Baby girl, you are the one, oh
Oooh, baby, you you got something
Gimme, gimme all of your love, I want it
Baby girl, stop with all the fronting
The way you dance, I know you want this
Baby girl, you from Angola
Sister from South Africa
Pretty girl, I wanna hold ya
Shout out to my ladies in Nigeria.

African bad girl
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan
Feeling the dancing, gan
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ayy.

Say, if you like Galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce
Say, if you like galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce.

I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
I love the feeling, that I feel, I’m feelin’ nice
I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
You give me life, you give me life, you give me life
See, baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi versuri-lyrics.info
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body
Baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body.

African bad girl
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing gan, yeah, yeah
Sarz on the beat gan, yeah, yeah
Feeling the dancing gan, yeah
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ayyy.
Wizkid lyrics
Video gyal


This nigga Tax out here volunteering to eat ass
This nigga wanna eat ass
Fuck Cas
Cas out here with his wife
If he wouldn’ve left her home we would’ve been litttttttt
Litttttttt, everything getting shot

Dear beloved, how you holdin’ up?
Whip still movin’, we ain’t slowin’ up
Wish you was right here rollin’ up
I got songs with Chris Brown, man I’m blown’ up
That fed case hit me like a car crash
But I still listen to your podcast
On the beat, they miss you in the streets
Who else gon’ bring that heat
Like that interview with Meek?
In the Wraith, still drinking D’USSÉ
With the chase, used to get that shit by the case
And the bevel, they callin’ you a devil
You went against the grain, you was more like a rebel
I know you waitin’ on that mail from me
Charlamagne, said he’s helpin’ with the bail money
And thats a fact, you helped me out the trap
You got my deal for me, I ain’t ever goin’ back

Just tryna get you situated back
Even Wack said the situation wack
The billys still beefin’ with the macks
I tried to swipe a fit, they ran a trapper outta Saks
I guess they know my face now
"Don’t Run" got me all over the place now
Break you outta jail, just give me one try
This is how it sound when a thug cry

The lawyer know that you more wiser
To ever turn Irving Plaza to the Gaza
Besides, you had the deals and endorsements
When I heard the news, I swear to god, man I lost it
Pause this
I met Jay Z, at a Roc Nation brunch it was crazy
Cut a couple niggas off, niggas be shady
They never supported me, nigga can you blame me?
But I’m state to state though
These niggas showin’ love, but it’s fake though
Yeah I know its gettin’ late, bro
But you already know, nigga, be safe though


[Intro]
So this nigga tax out here
Why he tellin’ me he don’t eat ass my nigga
This nigga wanna eat ass
Cas’ out here with his wife, feeling left at home
Its gonna be lit!
Lit! anything is yeah

[Verse 1]
Dear beloved, how you holdin’ up?
Whips still moving’, we ain’t slowin’ up
Wish you was right here rollin’ up
I got songs with Chris Brown, nigga I’m blown’ up
That fake case hit me, like the car crash
But I still listen to your punk ass
On beat, they miss you in the streets
Who else gon’ bring that heat?
Like that interview with Meek
In the Wraith, still drinking D’USSÉ
With the chase, used to get that shit by the case
And the bevel, they callin’ you a devil
You went against the grain, you was law like the rebel

[Hook]
I know you waitin’ on that mail from me
Charlamagne, said he’s helpin’ with the bail money
And thats a fact, you help me out the trap
You got my deal for me, I ain’t ever lookin’ back
Just wanna get you situated back
Even wax said the situation wack
The Billy still beefin’ with the Macks
I tried to swipe a fifth, they ran trap outta sacks
I guess they know my face now
Don’t Run, got me all over the place now
Break you outta jail, just give me one trial
This is how I say, I wanna don’t cry

[Verse 2]
The lawyer know that you more wiser
To ever turn urban plaza to the Gaza
Besides, you had the deals and endorsements
When I heard the news, I swear to god, man I lost it
Pause this
I met Jay Z, had a Rocnation brunch it was crazy
Called a couple niggas, thought niggas be shady
They never supported me, nigga can you blame me?
But I’m state to state though
These niggas showin’ love, but its fake though
Yeah I know its gettin’ late bro
What you already know, nigga be safe though


feat. Chris Brown

I keep thinking in my head that one day we’ll separate
I see it happening everyday, nothing lasts forever
That’s what people say
I can’t picture you out of my life
I think about this every day and night
And I don’t know why but it seems to get to me
No, I don’t wanna leave you, I’m no good alone
So I’m staying with you till you want me to go

Girl, you don’t understand what you do to me
Got crazy in my head, I don’t think I can leave
I need you here with me all night
Girl, I can’t live without your smile
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m, I’m in love

I’m so scared to lose you
Uuh, uh, oh oh
Don’t know what I would do
Thought of me being replaced
Brings tears right to my face
And I can’t think of anybody who would take your place
No, I don’t wanna leave you, I’m no good alone
So I’m staying with you till you want me to go

Girl, you don’t understand what you do to me
Got crazy in my head, I don’t think I can leave
I need you here with me all night
Girl, I can’t live without your smile
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m, I’m in love

I can’t picture you out of my life
Said I can’t, no I can’t
Out of my life
I can’t picture you out of my life
Said I can’t, no I can’t
Out of my life

Girl, you don’t understand what you do to me
Got crazy in my head, I don’t think I can leave
I need you here with me all night
Girl, I can’t live without your smile
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m in love, I don’t know what to do
But I’m crazy over you
I’m, I’m in love


Lyrics Chris Brown – Jujitsu

Treat you like Jujitsu, oh, yeah, yeahhh
When the spotlight hit you, oh, na, na, na
Treat you like Jujitsuuu, oh, na, na, na
When the spotlight hit you, oh, na, na, naaa
Treat you like Jujitsuuu, oh, yeah, yeah
When the spotlight hit you, oh, na, na, naaa
Treat you like Jujitsu.

Tell that niggas he better give me my upgrade
Your body perfect, why the hell are you shy?
Please don’t feel that you don’t need it lately
Picture perfect to me every time
Did the clouds come sent you
Yeah you’re no different
Cos Ima be right there with you
And you know I’m the type to get eager
Girl what you say so
If it’s too bright put your shades on
Wake up in your outfit with your sway on
Now look at everybody hatin’
Don’t even say nothing
Don’t even say like you ain’t number one
These bitches hanging in runner ups
Got me out here about to break somethinggg.
Chris Brown lyrics
Video Chris


[Hook]
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
I’m Mike Tyson
It’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out

[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy was talking shit on Instagram
But social media don’t make a fucking man
Everybody talk shit
Behind the keys
Imma sting like a venereal disease
If you fucking with my click?
You going down
I’m Mike Tyson and you gonna feel the wrath
I’m the god of the ring
Greatest around
Soulja Boy you can’t fuck with Chris Brown, Fucker

[Hook]
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
I’m Mike Tyson
It’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out, fucker

[Verse 2]
I’m talking shit cuz I’m the champ
Soulja Boy you don’t stand a fucking chance
If you show up? Sorry man
Chris Brown is gonna make you shit your pants
I’m Mike Tyson, the greatest ever
Mayweather, fairweather
I seen your fights man, a lot of hype man
And Soulja gon wish you never took the fight man, fucker

[Hook]
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
I’m Mike Tyson
It’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out, fucker

I’m worth too many ems
They say Soulja ain’t from the hood
Aye ma they say Soulja ain’t from the hood
Yo don’t touch me, what the….

[Hook]
If you show up? it’s going down
I’m gonna teach him how to knock your ass out
I’m Mike Tyson


[Intro]
Ayy what it do man?
It’s your boy Soulja Boy
I got a new dance for y’all, it’s called "Hit ’em with the draco"
Ayy 50 Cent what you talking about?
You made all that money off Vitamin Water and then filed for bankruptcy
You know I’ma knock Chris Brown out when I see him

[Chorus]
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco

[Verse]
So fresh when I walk up in the building
I just a bought a new mansion and it got Versace ceilings
This PCE SOD and you know we killing (Money Team)
And I swear that this year I’ma make some millions
And step through the door so fresh
Look at the diamonds on my neck
Everybody know I’ma flex
Money Team with me
TMT they talk about me on TMZ
50 Cent he know about me
Everybody know I’ma get to the cake
You on the block, I’ma hit you with the draco
You know that I put it in they face
Break it down to the ground, yeah
Draco make a loud sound yeah
All this money up on me
And the money is climbing
Money taller than a mountain
Girl wet like a fountain
Yeah I hit him with the draco
When I step in the [?]
Hit ’em with the draco one time
Hit ’em with the draco two times
Stand in the box, I jab I jab
I’ma knock out Chris Brown
Lot of money on my neck
Riding round with a check
PTE and SOD [?]
(Hit ’em with the draco x2)
Then I take it to the south
I got diamonds in my mouth
I got dogs in the house
Pitbulls on the couch
Lot of money in your face
Yeah we getting to the money
Hit ’em with the draco straight in his face

[Chorus]
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco
Hit ’em with the draco, hit ’em with the draco


Another one
We The Best Music!

Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodal blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like "go Mets!"
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags

Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled!)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

Ohh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Baby know you can do better baby
I know it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back ’cause once I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I’m gettin’ impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready ’cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma had it? Know how to heat it up

I should, I should be the one, baby you gon’ learn that
Girl I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night ’til the early
Know you, know you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin’ slow
Oh, oh, oh

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’mma keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap but like my bitches bougie
Two cups of Styrofoam, excuse me little mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Celine
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

Seen the two G-wagons in my driveway
Facetime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05
(Maybach Music)

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Oh, just in case you need me
I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you baby
Assume the position

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?


[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Niggas wanna bang in the squad, don’t wanna put the work in
Say you want my money, scared of fame, better murder then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor surgery
Mask, can’t identify the burglaries
But we know you givin’ up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that’s a perfect fit
Niggas wanna hate on a slick money makin’ mitch
Love takin’ pussy niggas hoes and givie ’em the D
OHB, it ain’t nothin’ for me to buy a bitch
Real paper, I ain’t never gotta lie to bitches
Even niggas with them killers know my ma religious
All my bitches lickin’ pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my fuckin’ triplets
I ain’t fuckin’ with them lame hoes that look suspicious
But I’m fuckin’ with the main hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give that bitch the business

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Rollin’ up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin’ all the drugs, ’bout to buy the club
Killin’ all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who givin’ it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin’ with the plug, goin’ up, we gon’ fuck the party up

[Verse 2: Young Blacc]
I’m turnt up and they know that, poked up like Funk Flex
45 in that 12 back and I’m posted up in that 4 hat
See this nigga, this gold rap, kill a nigga then go rap
Talkin’ ’bout that Draco, one phone call, that’s a snatch
Give it to a nigga if you really want it
Bitch coppin’ and appeals, hit me in the mornin’
Ha, a nigga lyin’ by theyself
I’m talkin’ ’bout niggas who killin’, dyin’ by theyself
You say we from the same hood, well I see your hat
And I ain’t never seen movin’ in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin’ sides, you confused ’cause I’m famous
We all OG nigga, tell me what his name is
Get your weight up lil nigga, I’m pushin’ 4 place
It’s still puttin’ big drugs on the interstate
No name, that’s knock out, pea brains wanna Glock out
Niggas need a pass the light niggas, this my house

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Rollin’ up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin’ all the drugs, ’bout to buy the club
Killin’ all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who givin’ it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin’ with the plug, goin’ up, we gon’ fuck the party up

[Verse 3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my whole team supreme, grew up in the crack 80’s
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the baby
Out the mud, bustin’ drugs with my nigga Hoody Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now it’s back to back ‘cedes
See I’m all about the check, still reppin’ Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, smoke Luigi on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a young’n from the lanes
Yeah, I’m geeked up, mixin’ up the mollys with the Xans
And I’m stingy with the Act, keep the red from my bitches
We gon’ pop a half a Perc, I’m on that, even on a Skittle
And the tongue gon’ work, play that pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have your face all in the pillow

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Rollin’ up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin’ all the drugs, ’bout to buy the club
Killin’ all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who givin’ it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin’ with the plug, goin’ up, we gon’ fuck the party up


Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air

If I should die before I wake
It’s ’cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air
Oh

I’m here alone, didn’t wanna leave
My heart won’t move, it’s incomplete
Wish there was a way that I can make you understand

So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
‘Cause my world revolves around you
It’s so hard for me to breathe

[Chorus:]
Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air
Can’t live, can’t breathe with no air
It’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there
It’s no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain’t here, I just can’t breathe
It’s no air, no air

No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
There’s no gravity to hold me down for real

But somehow I’m still alive inside
You took my breath, but I survived
I don’t know how, but I don’t even care

So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
‘Cause my world revolves around you
It’s so hard for me to breathe

[Chorus]

No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No more
It’s no air, no air

[Chorus x2]

No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air


[Intro]
Yo this is Nappy Boy Radio live
With your boy T-Pain, we love rap music
Listen, uh, we got a caller on line one
Caller, what’s your problem

Hello, I’m on the radio with T-Pain
How’s it going
It ain’t going good
My girl ain’t doing her things she used to do and oh
0
I got just what you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you

[Chorus]
Hey, she want that lovey dovey
that Kiss kiss kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hatin on me
They wanna diss, diss, diss diss
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
2x

[Verse 1]
I’m a country boy from Tappahannock, va is where I reside
So shawty understand it and I know I just turned 18
And I get a little mannish and you see this bandana hangin
That means I’m like a bandit like, like like a bandit, bandit

I got paper girl, the Lamborghini
With the spider seats, you never seen it
So get it shawty, we parkin lot pimpin in my dome
And I know what you want

[Chorus]
Hey, she want that lovey dovey
that Kiss kiss kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hatin on me
They wanna diss, diss, diss, diss
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
2x

[Verse 2]
I’m the epitome of this demonstration, I got the remedy
You feelin me, so why is you hatin on my anatomy
It’s bird like, yeah, you heard right
Girl, I’m the king so that means I’m fly

If you with it girl, get it poppin
Girl with me, ain’t no stoppin
So get it shawty, we parking lot pimpin in my dome
I know what you want

[Chorus]
Hey, she want that lovey dovey
that Kiss kiss kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hatin on me
They wanna diss, diss, diss, diss
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
2x

Shawty, let me holla at you, you so hot, hot, hot, hot
You think I’d be hollerin, if you not, not, not, not
I’m king of the town, you can take a look around
Teddy Penderaz down in the spot spot spot spot

I got money on me
Baby girl, no problem
You rollin shawty
Let’s hit Mcdonald’s
It’s tp and cb, ‘I’m a Nappy Boy

[Chorus]
Hey, she want that lovey dovey
that Kiss kiss kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin with me

They hatin on me
They wanna diss, diss, diss, diss
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
2x

[Outro]
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio, this is your boy dj Pain
I gotta get outta here man, I just wanna leave with it
If you aint got it by now then you’re just aint getting it

Let’s go, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Boy, I say, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Nappy, Nappy, Nappy and Pretty Boy
Let’s go

5, 4, 3, 0 yeah


[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Another one
We The Best Music!

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodala blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like “go Mets!”
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags
[Pre-Hook: August Alsina, Chris Brown & (DJ Khaled)]
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
Oh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Girl, you know you can’t do no better, baby
I know that it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back cause I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I need it, impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma have it? Know how to heat it up

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
I should, I should be the one, baby, you gon’ love that
Girl, I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night, ’til the early
No you, no you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t gotta talk ’bout his conversation
Baby, by the way I touch you you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ride it slow
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 4: Future]
(Man with all this red carpet shit, baby, you know what I’m saying, Future Hendrix)
I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’m gonna keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap, but I like my bitches bougie
Two cups of styrofoam, excuse me lil’ mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Céline
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
Seeing two G-wagons in my driveway
FaceTime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05, (Maybach Music)

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Oh, just in case you need me, I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you, baby
Yeah, assume the position

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?


[Hook]
It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster

[Verse 1]
Money so old that its spoiled
My lil’ bitch so spoiled
I rub her down in oil
I got money now you know it
Diamonds on my teeth
Your shit look like foil
Chris Brown said these hoes ain’t loyal
None of these hoes got no morals
All my niggas G’ed up
My glasses be Dita
Never thought it would be days I could kick my feet up
Never though that she would need me that much if I leave her
[Hook]
It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster

[Verse 2]
All it is is faction, no time for acting, all this money lasting
Like go out to eat, get that blackened salmon
When I’m with my girl we’re Pharrell and Vashtie
That mean we are not lasting
In that pussy you know I like it rough, then I’m just blasting
Tell that lil bitch that I’m really from Mars, bitch do not start
Pull up my car automatic, dealt with a star

[Hook]
It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster