CHRIS BROWN – Don’t Judge Me

Don’t Judge Me

[Verse 1:]
I don’t wanna go there
We should never go there
Why you wanna go there
I guess I gotta go there

[Pre-Hook:]
You’re hearing rumours about me
And you can’t stomach the thought
Of someone touching my body
When you’re so close to my heart
I won’t deny what they saying
Because most of it is true
But it was all before I fell for you

[Hook:]
So please babe
So please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it gets beautiful
Please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful
Let it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautiful
Let it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautiful

[Verse 2:]
Everything I say right now
Is gonna be used in another fight
And I’ve been through this so many times
Can we change the subject?
You gonna start asking me questions like:
“Was she attractive? Was she an actress?”
Baby the fact is

[Pre-Hook:]
You’re hearing rumours about me
And saw some pictures online
Saying they got you so angry
Making you wish you were blind
Before we start talking crazy
Saying some things we’ll regret
Can we just slow it down and press reset.
You’re beautiful

[Hook:]
So please babe
So please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it gets beautiful
Please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful

[Bridge:]
Just let the past
Just be the past
And focused on things
That are gonna make us laugh
Take me as I am, not who I was
I’ll promise I’ll be, the one that you can trust

[Hook:]
So please babe
So please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it gets beautiful
Please don’t judge me
And I won’t judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful
Let it be beautiful [x4]
Let it be beautiful ay
Let it be beautiful yeah [x3]

[Outro:]
I don’t wanna go there baby yeah
We should never go there


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CHRIS BROWN – Bomb

“Bomb”
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

[Chris Brown:]
All my ladies put ya hands up
All my ladies put ya hands up
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside if ya booty I’m a conquer
If ya question bout my size, I give you the answer
Girl you got that good good
I already know
Tell it by your size
I know you a dancer
Rein-derriere, I’m a call you Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera

All my ladies if you got it let me know
Shawty thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Something like a pimp, nothin’ like them other fellas
Heard that you the shit, girl we should blow up together
Ooh I know you got that bomb shit, call it 9/11
I’m just tryna beat it up, he could do it acapella
We should go back to my crib, that’s what I’m a tell her
Bring one or two of them, cause your friends looking kinda jealous
Rolling papers like propellers blowing mozzarella
Lotta niggas in the club, who cares I’m the realest
Tell the waiters we gonna need more cases
And when you think the money’s gone we spending more faces
She with homeboy, but she want this
6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz

[Chris Brown:]
Shawty thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mother sucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby
I’m in that black Bugatti
And I off that Carlo Rossi
I with that Taylor Posse
These ladies wanna party
And there’s so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey
So hold up nigga, stop me
All these haters watch me
I give it up, your in the deep, you can call me cocky
Any stage or any beat you know I’m a body
And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty

She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mother sucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb


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