(feat. Lil' Wayne)
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[Intro (Spoken) Lil Wayne]
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What it is, Folk.
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This right here is the 16 year old phenome, Chris Breezy.
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Me, myself, I'm the 23 yr. old CEO
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
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Young Carter, I'm harder then them other boys.
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I ain't even fronting, baby I can take a summer off.
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I can break a woman off.
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I can take the stomach off, one of my trucks.
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Now I'm riding in the goods.
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Line it on up, guarantee you get served.
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Lil' Chris, said run it,
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So I ran and told her.
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I'm a cash money young'n,
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Bird-man junior.
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Just a president, looking for a minor occurrence.
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[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
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The young boy just turned 16 and I got
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6 4's and hot bikes that I rock.
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Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock,
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but all that swinging in that bikini just make him dizzy.
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Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop,
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'Cause you speaking that slang that I talk.
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That sassy tempo with that walk,
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May be the reason that all this teenies may never see me.
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[Chorus (x2):]
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Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
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you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
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I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
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you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
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[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
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Ma, take a break, let me explain to you,
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What ya body got a young boy ready to do.
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If you take a chance, and let me put them things on you,
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I could show you why I make them straight A's in school.
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I'm a HUSTLA!
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Trust my frame and age.
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Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page.
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I can PICTURE!
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Us switching lanes in the coupe
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With you on the phone screaming my name.
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(Chris!)
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[Chorus (x2):]
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Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
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you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
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I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
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you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
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[Breakdown:]
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Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
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Girl you serious and I been watching you. (Y'all ready)
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Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
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This's what your body's saying
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Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp (yeahhhhh) (Y'all ready)
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Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
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(Get e'm)
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Okay
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[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]
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Weezy-baby, baby what it do, I'm try to holla at you.
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I ain't upset, but I'll blind you if I smile at you.
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You rock'n wit young Chris and the best rapper.
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So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen.
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A lil' patron, a lil' hen, I'm on Cavalli Vodka.
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I'm in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxers.
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I'm fresher than a newborn.
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And um:I can work you out like a futon.
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And um:you can leave your birthday suit on,
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I'ma leave my boots on.
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I'ma leave my jewels on.
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Never know what you want.
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I'ma leave that tool on.
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Never know who home.
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I learned that from a Biggy song.
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On to a new one.
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Some like a redbone.
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Ohh I think she like me, she got me on a ringtone.
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And I told her, "Get yours, girl and don't you stop."
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Now gimme that funk, that gushy stuff.
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(OH!)
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[Chorus (x2):]
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Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
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you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
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I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
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you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
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[Outro (Spoken) Chris Brown]
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V.A.
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Yeah ha,
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Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on
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Aight, yeah
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Gimme That (Remix)
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| Chris Brown |
