AZLYRICS: Chris Brown – Girlfriend Lyrics
“Girlfriend”
(feat. Lupe Fiasco)
We gon’ do what we say
See us win, see that again (Yeah), call us instant replay
See us win, see that again, call us instant replay (Yeah, yeah, I got that bass)
Cop a coupe and then recoup, we call that instant rebate (Yeah, I got that bass, uh)
Say hello to your goodbyes, we continue to heatwave, Chris (Yeah, I got that bass, the bass, bass, bass, bass)
VA to Chicago in a Murcielago
Pretty little model, model, model
Follow me where I go, it look like a slide show
It look like a slide show, follow me where I go
My chain look like a car show, her body like a bottle
Pretty little model, model, model
That’s why this dude is tripping, steady investigating
Being a situation, waiting, hating
But I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girl
But she like la-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la (Yeah)
La-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la-la-la
‘Cause I don’t want your girlfriend (Yeah)
I don’t want your girlfriend (Said)
I don’t want your girlfriend
I don’t want your girl
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Damn, your girl be drinking, why she steady sipping?
I see she got that feeling, rolling on the ceiling
I guess that’s why he mad for, ’cause you more than he asked for
Why you hella mad, bro? Mad, bro, mad, bro
My chain look like a car show, her body like a bottle
Pretty little model, model, model
That’s why this dude is tripping, steady investigating
Being a situation, waiting, hating
But I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girl
But she like la-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la (Yeah)
La-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la-la-la
‘Cause I don’t want your girlfriend (Yeah)
I don’t want your girlfriend (Said)
I don’t want your girlfriend
I don’t want your girl
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la-la-la
(Lupe!)
Chi town down to VA (Uh)
Slept walk out them PJs (Uh)
Pockets was like “Feed me!” (Uh)
So I fed them cheesecake (Uh)
She wanna know how P’s taste (Uh)
She gave me the “please” face (Uh)
I gave her the “leave” face
She know what I think like Jean Grey (Uh)
Stepped on in so cleanly
Mastermind in Yves Saint (Uh)
Your diamonds ain’t got no class, we call them Dr. King Day
Our watches got them scholarships, with knowledge that she fine, yo
But we don’t want your baby girl, we will take all your shine though
But I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girlfriend (No)
I don’t want your girl
But she like la-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la (Yeah)
La-la-la-la-la (Yeah), la-la-la-la-la-la-la
‘Cause I don’t want your girlfriend (Yeah)
I don’t want your girlfriend (Said)
I don’t want your girlfriend
I don’t want your girl
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la
She on my la-la-la-la-la, she on my la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Don’t want your girl
Don’t want your girl
Don’t want your girl
Don’t want your girl
But why she singing just like?
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