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Chris Brown

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hangover Lyrics - Chris Brown

I remember back in high school 

Always been that nigga 

Been the nigga with the nice moves, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Never hung with the nice dudes 

Hung out with them niggas, 

Robbing niggas for they shoes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

All my niggas went to night school, dumb as fuck 

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 

Feeling good, tryna live my life 

I've been grindin' all year 

Got the hammer right here, if a nigga try 

 

I'm so for real, this time 

Let your candy rain on me, babe 

Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe 

If you fuck 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 (yeah) 

And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah) 

Wait out this hangover 

 

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Don't be embarrassed 

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 blowing up my phone, no, no 

Baby girl, don't you do that, don't be nosy (no) 

Don't be lookin' through my phone 

Lookin' for them hoes 'cause you know me (no) 

Don't be acting boujee in the coach seats (woo) 

Don't be a hater, throwin' them stones from the nose bleeds (what?) 

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 (yeah, yeah) 

We the leaders of the new school, it ain't shit that I can't do 

 

I'm so for real, this time 

Let your candy rain on me, babe (baby) 

Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby) 

If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (me, baby) 

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 (yeah) 

And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah) 

Wait out this hangover 

 

You gotta stay over, oh wee, oh 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, don't leave (no) 

'Cause it's a party after the party, you gon' see 

She told me she ain't never fuck a nigga 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, shit we lit 

 

I'm so for real, this time 

Let your candy rain on me, babe (on me, baby) 

Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby) 

If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (all on me, baby) 

Baby, 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 (yeah) 

And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah) 

Wait out this hangover (ooh) 

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