OHB - Socialize lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] Yeah, look, acting all sadity when a n***a in your city Fame going to her head, thankful I ain't buy them titties And I don't pillow talk with a hoe, that's a no no In the morning, shaderoom, she be telling all your business And now I got a couple chickens that I'm flying out the coop Got some n***as that can fight, got some k**ers that can shoot And b**hes all on my 'gram, I'm trying make 100 million Got b**hes on top of b**hes, I'm stacking 'em to the ceiling Always a n***a tryna hate on me And every time we pull a burner on 'em, they want peace Bad b**hes see the ice, they wanna skate on me I hit the G with my D, now she won't leave But I don't trip, I just let her stay and sip codeine You know she can give me head but she can't smoke my weed In that penthouse suite, I'm the man with the models And we don't f** with you n***a, we know you telling your partners [Hook: Chris Brown] We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize [Verse 2: YoungBlacc] Look, look, now these b**hes wanna show's up Cause they see me on the road and I'm jolled up And all these b**hes on my line like they know us But I don't want that p**y, I'mma let the crew f** you up She so with it, my b**h bad, she gon' get it Her lil sister, she thick now, get those digits This money coming so quick now, need more spinach We turn a b**h to a bust down if Chris hit it And I ain't never 'bout to save no b**h But if she bringing back money, we gon' all get rich I need a new whip, new chain, talking 'bout the rap game Keep the b**h tip toes down, I'm speaking facts mane And you ain't never 'bout to break my n***as And all this money, I'm about to fresh to d**h my b**h This the west coast, trap game, hit 'em on the crack cane Spending young money and sh**, call me Mack Maine [Hook: Chris Brown] We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize [Verse 3: Young Lo] Look, 'fore she used to be a solid b**h, but now she f**ing with my tolerance Like I ain't the n***a that's bringing dollars in Took me from that regular life to living extravagant Now you wanna flex on a n***a like you the baddest b**h OHB, that's out of here b**h, I got some new freaks Porsche 9/11, sitting pretty on the new feet Two get f**ed for an hour then let the crew skeet Cruising, got 4 on the way while I got 2 suites Black n***a in white linen with white women And I ain't tripping, I like women that like women Ooh baby, they all losing be like women If I k** the p**y baby, that's a life sentence Praying light, that's night vision High-Tec, yeah I like sipping Sold dope for them gold ropes, I like pitching Whipping the block in 4 pots, this my kitchen, f** with us [Hook: Chris Brown] We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize [Verse 4: Kevin Gates] Big buck, b**h teeth crooked, and I ain't let her f** I ain't paying for the Uber, never told her that I love her Kick her out man, every night she go and get her brother Locked up with the reds, you know she watch a n***a f** Dog, I go hard, I am already a boss On the plane slinging Rolls, I am already a boss I be solo in the game, I be whipping up a Range Name's holy wait, kick and fly conversation Don't complain in the game, I ain't doing no complaining He don't wanna front it, I'mma take it when I'm aiming Move real cool, handle business like a gangster Shoes on the bed, that's a lion to the jags I be working out, wearing slay ups doing reps Like the bench press, k** and stand on your chest No one came in, flip for another set She recertified, real n***a whip the stack [Hook: Chris Brown] We always fussing and arguing, then we kiss and make up And every time I go out with my homies, I'mma have the party lit, going way up But why you acting so surprised? I gave you my heart, girl I put it right in front of you Socialize, now we in the club tryna socialize