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Вершы: Chris Brown. Invented Head.

Soon as I walked in the room she was on me,
Like nigga take them clothes off and put it on me,
So I'm about to go hard for real,
Let me throw your ass on the bed peel,
Your pants, t-shirt, panties and your bra,
Right off of your body, Imma put you on the wall,
Who you gonna call when you need the deal,
You already know Imma freak in sheets.

When I get you to the crib (back to the crib),
Upstairs in the bed (upstairs to the bed),
Girl you gon' think [4x],
That Imma champion (Imma winner),
I know how to get it done (hell yeah),
Girl you gon' think,
Girl you gon' think,
Imma make you think,
You gon' think,
You gon' think,
You gon' think I invented head.

I be havin' you singin' like opera,
Put that soprano on your tone like Oprah,
I use my tongue, yeah, Imma cookie monster,
You an Amazon so can you take this anaconda?
This the shit so I had to get it on this,

Not even 21 but I'm already on that grown shit,
So can I lick it, lick it, lick it
Why you think we in the kitchen?

When I get you to the crib (back to the crib),
Upstairs in the bed (upstairs to the bed),
Girl you gon' think [4x],
That Imma champion (Imma winner),
I know how to get it done (hell yeah),
Girl you gon' think,
Girl you gon' think,
Imma make you think,
You gon' think,
You gon' think,
You gon' think I invented head.

Yeah when I kiss you,
Yeah when I lick you,
It's like la la la la la,
It's like la la la la la,
Baby yeah when I touch you,
You know that I'm gon'... yeah.