Chris Brown — We On

[Intro] Drumma Boy [Verse 1] What is your name, babe? Girl, are you shy right now? I'm not playing games, babe 'Cause you got my love locked down Fuck who you came with My fire's burning, baby That incredible loud Hope you smoking the same shit, yeah, yeah [Chorus] We on, we on, we on, we on, right on We on, we on, we on, right on (Nigga, we on) We on, we on, we on, right on (Nigga, we on) Up in the air, we go (Ha), yeah, nigga, we on (Yeah) We on now (We on, we on, we on, right on) I'm faded, smokin' on loud now (We on, we on, we on, right on) Nigga, we made it, oh, let's do it (We on, we on, we on, right on) Let's do it, I'm ridin' 'round in that Ghost Aw yeah, we on (Yeow!), aw yeah, we on (Right) [Verse 2] Body like a 'rari And baby, I been watching you for a while And she know that she bad, she bad Baby, I'm sorry, if I make you scream, oh Guaranteed it's the best you've ever had (Real shit) I'm about to go deep, both feet, more sheets, more squeaks Neighbors calling the police, now I gotta fuck her on the low key I'm her homie, but she lonely and she calling me up So I gotta give it to her good, but first I'ma tease her Girl, I know just what you want Rough sex then slow it down Bang, bang, bang, take it to the head Yeah, yeah, girl, we're on On me, on me, oh [Chorus] Yeah, yeah We on, we on, we on, we on, right on (Yeah, we on) We on, we on, we on, right on (It said we on) We on, we on, we on, right on (Nigga, we on) Up in the air, we go (Ha), yeah, nigga, we on (Yeah) We on now (We on, we on, we on, right on) I'm faded (Yeah!), smokin' on loud now (We on, we on, we on, right on) Nigga, we made it (Yeow!), oh, let's do it (We on, we on, we on, right on) Let's do it, I'm ridin' 'round in that Ghost (I said we on) Aw yeah, we on, aw yeah, we on (Yeah, night) [Verse 3] Yeah, nigga we on, fly by night Nigga, who a fly buy? South of France on a boat, swimmin' on the coast Take the elevator to the helicopter It's such a wonderful feelin', beautiful women White linen, with white women and light women Complementin' my clothes to let me know that I'm winnin' One milli a show and I'ma collect interest You can tell we on, nigga, just turn the TV on I got a show in your city Where your bitch? I bet she gone This for Virginia, Virginia Just look at all of these asses I'm ballin' hard, ballin' hard (Yeah, yeah) Fuck you talkin' 'bout practice? [Chorus] We on, we on, we on, we on, right on We on, we on, we on, right on (Nigga, we on) We on, we on, we on, right on (Nigga, we on) Up in the air, we go (Ha), yeah, nigga, we on (Yeah) We on now (We on, we on, we on, right on) I'm faded, smokin' on loud now (We on, we on, we on, right on) Nigga, we made it, oh, let's do it (We on, we on, we on, right on) Let's do it, I'm ridin' 'round in that Ghost Aw yeah, we on, aw yeah, we on (Right)