Chris Brown - Only One lyrics

[Hook - Chris Brown] All these girls around the World, they love me I'm supposed to be the only one It ain't my fault if all these ladies love me Thought I was supposed to the only one Believe that I'm a gangsta girl All I ever wanted was a real girl You know that I'm a gangsta girl [Verse 1 - The Game] I'm supposed to be your number one Thought we was getting married when the summer come Two piece Armani with the cummerbund And when she look in my eyes she see a money sign She see Louis Vuitton, she see them Prada heels I took her outta that coach, how that Escada feel? I mean its gotta feel good to a b**h about the hood Driving a Rose Phantom with an angel on the hood I mean we living that good Chowing on Mr Chow's after this it's Pillippe n***a you know my style Little Cristal, Little Rose A whole bunch of Al's bad b**hes in the place n***a feel like an owl, n***a I'm so fly Pull that Bugatti out, them haters gon die Baby you know them doors are suicide And it ain't about nothing but you and I [Hook - Chris Brown] [Verse 2 - The Game] She used to stash my loot, all in the sofa Then I used to knock her boots all in the sofa She had 3 stocks, one chrome on that Toyota Then she flipped channels on a n***a: Oprah, all up in the club getting hawked by the vultures The female Spreewell, was too hard to coach her So I had to do the best thing for both us Take myself shopping, get my Ralph Lauren coats up It ain't tricking if you got it right, oo sir Can't get a shot of Patron unless she gonna f** Can't leave these hoes alone n***a it's so tough Especially if they finance the nose, I pick them both up Then we hit South beach, pull my Gucci loc's up Hit my n***a Wayne like "let me borrow some?" Looking like a casting call and we show up We getting Young Money but we grown up So what! [Hook - Chris Brown] [Verse 3 - The Game] Baby girl always running her mouth So I told her "you know I run this town" It's like she live in Australia: Her world is upside down But it's an upside collective I love when she face down She my s** slave, I'm the king I wear the crown. Now how that sound? To the lames that run around with dames Got gunned down. Cum stains on nightgowns Chapstick on champagne gla**es Louis Vuitton, Gucci belt, ain't a damn thing flashy But me in L.V Now n***as see I don't do menage no more I'm on my fourth LP Now we in the 64 deep Automatics, key in my pocket, that's low-key In the spur of the moment I'm Ginóbili I ball with Kobe while you sit in Oakleys