Chris Brown - Hangover lyrics

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Chris Brown - Hangover lyrics

[Verse 1] I remember back in high school Always been that n***a, been the n***a with the nice moves, yeah yeah yeah Never hung with the nice dudes, hung out wit’ them n***as, robbing n***as for they shoes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All my n***as went to night school, dumb as f** Whippin’ in the kitchen like a chemist, gettin’ they money up 10, 20s, 50s and them 100s, yeah yeah I think I’m good for the summer, yeah yeah I just wanna let the top down and just ride Feelin’ good, tryna live my life I’ve been grindin’ all year Got the hammer right here, if a n***a try [Chorus] I’m so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me babe Don’t f** it up it’s on me, babe If you f** it up it’s all on me, babe And let’s slip and let’s slide, oh yeah And if we sip we can’t drive (yeah) So you gon’ have to stay over And wait out this hangover Wait out this hangover [Verse 2] Don’t be embarra**ed And don’t be scared to show that thing I love what you wearing, don’t know who made it PYT, you that pretty young thing Girl I ain’t no Casanova But I’ma give you everything you want But you just can’t be another baby mama blowin’ up my phone No, no Baby girl, don’t you do that, don’t be nosy Don’t be lookin’ through my phone Lookin’ for them hoes, ’cause you know me Don’t be acting boujee in the coach seats Don’t be a hater, throwin’ them stones, from the nose bleeds You gotta live life, do it, do it (do it, do it) Go and get a cheque, do it, do it (do it, do it) All this hate I’m getting used to it We the leaders of the new school It ain’t sh** that I can’t do [Chorus] I’m so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me babe (baby) Don’t f** it up it’s on me, babe If you f** it up it’s all on me, babe And let’s slip and let’s slide, oh yeah And if we sip we can’t drive (yeah) So you gon’ have to stay over And wait out this hangover Wait out this hangover [Verse 3] You gotta stay over, oh wee Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, don’t leave ‘Cause it’s a party after the party, you gon’ see She told me she ain’t never f** a n***a like me I hit her from the back, pull up with the stick Now she on the dick, pull out all her tracks Cameras takin’ pics, sh** we lit [Chorus] I’m so for real, this time Let your candy rain on me babe (baby) Don’t f** it up it’s on me, babe If you f** it up it’s all on me, babe And let’s slip and let’s slide, oh yeah And if we sip we can’t drive (yeah) So you gon’ have to stay over And wait out this hangover Wait out this hangover