She Wildin' (feat. Chris Brown) - Fabolous

I'll pull up on 'em, pull up Yeah Shit, I'll get it, no cap (Run that back, Turbo) Sex My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (what?) Gotta get off the premises (beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (no cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (no jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (both us got 'em, fool) I triple up, pour up my cup and it's all Tussion' My coupe got nitro and all dustin' (yeah) We smokin' these niggas like kush Yeah, when we fuck on these hoes, make 'em gush (woo) Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne, head to Tootsies I fuck on your ho and she say that's my pussy I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick off This Actavis slushin', my ho drink that Cristal She wrapped in saran, dressed fresh as she can 'Cause I just been playin' with these bands (racks) I open my hand, there's nothin' but bands Now YSL big as Japan (on God) I had dropped in the Lam', ducked fast as I can 'Cause I was gettin' trailed by a van (skrrt) I'm poppin', my mama, my bitch And even my baby mama whip a sedan (woo) I just spent some bands, spent five-hundred grand I'm waitin' on these bags to land (racks) I'm cool as a fan, you play with my man And we come and takin' your land I took YSL from here to the can And got niggas waitin' to land (slatt) I told all my niggas, "Sit back, it's a scam" When these niggas go on a rant My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (what?) Gotta get off the premises (beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (no cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (no jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' Spent a whole hundred racks on the plain Jane That's a cool pretty penny, you lil' bitty bitches Know me by my first and my last name I done went got the riches, I'm matchin' the vision I'm fuckin' these hoes in the backstage No, I don't do no kisses She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage I been playin' with this ice, look like Ice Age I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moët Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain Should have seen how I wore it (yeah, yeah) I call the slimes that'll pull up With the things that'll kill all the noise After U.S., now I'm headed out to Spain, I got foreign lil' whores That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit in my kidney I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne, she don't know it's a Bentley She asked me for a lil' help on her Back end and you know that I did it Found an old check and I went to go cash it, lot of money we gettin' My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (should've told) I've been draped in Margielas And I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (what?) Gotta get off the premises (beat it, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (why?) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (no cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (no jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (both us got 'em, fool) I ordered two more two-tones Callin' my plug on two phones Lambos, six-fours, got it offset, it's sittin' low My shit stainless, don't put your fingers on it No, these ain't no finger waves, bitch, this ain't Tony! Toni! Toné! I feel like Kurt Cobain, hit your brain with the shotgun Get my niggas do it for me, I never shot one And watch her get on her knees, give me that rug burn I told her I got five on me, send me the wire (ooh) My lil' shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin' her (yeah, Sex) If I roll up the Maybach windows We don't care 'bout the listeners (no, shh) I don't know what a nigga told you But he should've told you I'm killin' him (killin' him) I've been draped in Margielas (ooh) And I don't need credentials (I don't need credentials, baby) If a nigga can't put that shit on (what?) Gotta get off the premises (beat it, girl, gotta go) I just came from the crack of the dawn (oh) 'Cause a nigga was strugglin' (no cap) Had to put all my young niggas on Ain't no jewelry we sharing (ooh, yeah, no jewelry) Had to rock the two-tones on the same day (ooh, yeah) 'Cause these niggas been trippin' (ooh, yeah, both us got 'em, fool) That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit on my Porsche This my lil' shawty first time Inside the Lam', she can't open the doors I do not fuck with you disloyal Niggas, thought the world could be yours Cross out the double and hit him with a triple hitter, no other choice

She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) You make it hard for me To see somebody else I'm calling her your name And yeah, it's messed up 'Cause I'm thinkin' 'bout you It's your fault babe I never wanted us to break up No, not this way But you don't understand it girl When she touches me I'm wishing that they were your hands And when I'm with her It's only 'bout the sex But with you I had a bad romance And if I could Just trade her in I would 'Cause nobody compares to you No-o-o yeah I think I better let her go I can't leave you alone Every day that I'm with her All I want is you I wanna leave, but I'm afraid That you don't even feel the same And now I realize that she ain't you O-o-oh, no, no, no-no, no O-o-oh, no, no, no-no, no She ain't you No-no-no-no-no-no 'Cause she ain't No, she ain't you I've been sleeping out For quite some nights now It's not the same in my bed But if she found out What's going on in my head It'll be all bad, have me right back But you don't understand it, girl, oh When she touches me I'm wishing that they were your hands And when I'm with her It's only 'bout the sex But with you I had a bad romance And if I could Just trade her in I would 'Cause nobody compares to you No, yeah I think I better let her go I can't leave you alone Every day that I'm with her All I want is you I wanna leave, but I'm afraid That you don't even feel the same And now I realize that she ain't you She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She a-ain't She ain't you (no) She I think I better let her go I can't leave you alone Every day that I'm with her All I want is you I wanna leave, but I'm afraid That you don't even feel the same And now I realize that she ain't you (Oh) O-o-oh, no, no, no-no, no (Oh, no-no-no-no) O-o-oh, no, no, no-no, no (Hey, hey, hey) She ain't you No-no-no-no-no-no 'Cause she ain't No, she ain't you

And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready I hear if you stay ready, you ain't gotta get ready Call you when I get there, you just get your shit wetty Oops I mean your shit ready, can't believe I said that Least you know where my head at, now shorty where your head at She gon' dive in head first, school me like the board of ed She do it then we do it so she can say she thought ahead Laid up in that all day, can't get out that waterbed Talk nasty for ya boy, silent treatment for the feds No cup for the thirsty, she bad as controversy Skin-tone like Hershey, body Lord have mercy Yeah if this thing were a car, it'd be a Lamborghini Mercy Maybe I'm too fast, girl say she And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready Talkin' 'bout you born ready, talkin' 'bout it's on deck Talk a good one on text, you say you 'bout it I'm gon' check I put some kisses on neck, let me warm that engine up Relax when the tension's up, girl you just call your nigga up And I pop up in that all black and kill that See I'm dressed appropriate, you got to feel that Feel that? (I feel that) That's that love comin' down For the brain, I'm dumbin' down, we on swole when she come around Need ice to numb it down, night stick to beat it up Rodney King that teen girl, can't we all just get along? You could get along, you already know, but is you ready though? And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready If you are a bad one, be ready (Be ready) Two times for my niggas, we ready (We so ready) Pretty ladies in the V.I. and they ready (They so ready) I'm feelin' good, feeling good, I'm ready (I'm ready, yo) Left a girl in the back, she ready (She so ready) We don't know how to act, we ready (Cause we're ready) And we can't wait to get home (If you're ready, come on) And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready

Seh wah Well, mi waa send out dis one to di man name Chris Brown Get all a di gal dem from his home town to outta town Yeah, ha, ha, seh wah, so mi waa see lighters in di air Oh me a know ya sexy gal, weh ya say? Me waa see lighta Sexy body gal athem, seh wah Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (yes) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (yo) You ma brown skin girl (eh Brown skin girl, brown skin girl (yo) Call you ma little brown skin I see ya, nice to meet ya, wat you doin' lata ah Come closer, mek mi hold ya, put mi hand dem all ova Girl, know dat you got my heart How you move in dem pum-pum shorts? You have everythin' that I want, my lickle chocolate delight How she grindin'? Tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she whinin', and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love (hey) Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brown skin) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all 'em gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes gal) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Now Yolanda and Shevanda, dem a try an' get clos a ah Dem man a goner, no wonda, him a sayin' it's over ah When mi come inna di place mi seh yo shotta There's so much green caa mi mr Dollar When mi see dem gal fi mi a holla, dem chocolate delight How she grindin', tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she wine'in' and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brii bang-bang-bang-bang) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling You my brown skin girl Brown skin girl, brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Gal, mi nah go tell you no lie, mi a watch you whole nite Waa mek a lickle rope in Mi love how you a move up yuh body And yuh shape look tight Gal, jus keep on whinin' Well, a nuff man a rush yuh, waa crush yuh But gal, dem nuh right fi yuh, I got di right timin' Gi yuh any style yuh require, mek yuh temperature hotta Mek yuh know 'bout sexual healin' Wanna give it to ya physically and metaphysically Listen to me lyrically, gal, yuh nuh fi dilly dolly Caa me, will mek yuh happy if yuh evee mek me sappy If yuh eva mek me tappy me neva gi yuh flippy floppy Jus hold on, gal mi well waa fi tek yuh fi a ride How yuh gwaa noe if yuh nah try? Yuh have whole heap a man up inna yuh ears Gonna try gi me fight, but yuh fi tell dem tek a hike Tek a hike, tek a hike Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all dem gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes girl) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin