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Chris Brown No Guidance (feat. Drake)

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Tom: A Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby Hopefully we don't have no babies I don't even wanna go back home Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own [Primeira Parte] A Ayy B Trips that you plan for the next whole week Dbm Bands too long for a nigga so cheap And your flex OD, and your sex OD A B You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy) Dbm You got it, girl, you got (Yeah) A Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin' You just took it off the lot, no mileage B Dbm Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent Abm Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent A7M Flew the coop at 17, no guidance A B You be stayin' low but you know what the vibes is Dbm Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you're poppin', yeah [Refrão] A7M A You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy) Dbm You got it, girl, you got it [Segunda Parte] A Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin No nine to five, put the work in B Dbm Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me, you're perfect A Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl (Oh-oh) Dbm You got it, girl, you got it, girl (Ooh) [Pré-Refrão] A I don't wanna play no games, play no games B Fuck around, give you my last name (Oh) Dbm Know you tired of the same damn thing That's okay 'cause, baby, you [Refrão] A7M A You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy) Dbm You got it, girl, you got it [Terceira Parte] Abm A You the only one I'm tryna make love to, pickin' and choosin' B They ain't really love you, runnin' games, usin' Dbm All your stupid exes, they gon' call again B Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in A Don't let them niggas try you, test your patience B Tell 'em that it's over, ain't no debatin' (Uh) Dbm All you need is me playin' on your playlist You ain't gotta be frustrated [Quarta Parte] Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby Hopefully we don't have no babies I don't even wanna go back home Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own [Pré-Refrão] A I don't wanna play no games, play no games B Fuck around, give you my last name (Oh) Dbm Know you tired of the same damn thing That's okay 'cause, baby, you [Refrão] A7M A You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy) Dbm You got it, girl, you got it Dbm Freaky (Freaky) A I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me (Woo, woo) Dbm You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie (No, sweet) B A Sweet like Candy Land, sweet like Peachtree (Like that) Dbm I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me (No, yeah, I like that) (I don't wanna, I don't wanna) B A Seen it on the 'gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami Dbm I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely (I don't, I don't) B A But you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me (I don't, I don't) Dbm I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (No, yeah) A Good to have me on your side, I ain't sayin' that you need me (Yeah, yeah) Dbm Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy (No, no, no) B A I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me Dbm 'Cause I don't wanna (No) play no games, play no games (I don't wanna, I don't wanna) B A I don't wanna play no games, play no games (I don't, I don't) I don't, I don't No

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