Chris Brown

Released: March 18, 2011

Featuring: Wiz Khalifa

Songwriter: Steph Jones (R&B) Jean-Baptiste Semerdjian DJ Replay Michael McHenry Free School Sevyn Streeter Kevin McCall Wiz Khalifa Chris Brown Winston Riley

Producer: Free School

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa & Chris Brown]
Hahahahaha yeah
It's your nigga young Khalifa man, Chris Breezy
All my ladies put your hands up, yeah, Taylor Gang
All my ladies put your hands up
You know we, uh, have to pass them some papers on this one, let's go

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa]
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Hahahahaha)
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put your hands up if you that bomb-bomb
(You know, you gon' have to bring that bomb)
Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside, ya booty, I'ma conquer
Ain't no question 'bout my size, I'll 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'ma call you Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera
All my ladies, if you got it, let me know

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, with Sevyn Streeter]
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

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa]
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Ladies put your hands up if you that bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa, hahahahaha)
Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, somethin' like a pimp (Pimp), nothin' like them other fellas
Heard that you the shit (S-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, h-h-he could do it acapella (Acapella)
We should go back to my crib, that's what I'ma tell her
Bring one or two of them 'cause your friends lookin' kinda jealous
R-R-Rollin' papers like propellers, blowin' mozzarella
Lotta niggas in the club, who cares? I'm the realest
Tell the waitress, uh, we gon' need more cases
And when you think the money's gone, I'm spendin' more faces
She with homeboy (Homeboy), but she want this
Six cars, eight chains, three cribs, one Wiz

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, with Sevyn Streeter & Wiz Khalifa]
You know shawty thick in her hips, cold than a mother (Hahahahaha)
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker (Yeah, uh)
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece (What up, Breezy?)
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave (It's your young nigga, Wiz)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa]
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Ladies put your hands up if you that bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa, yeah)
Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby
I'm in that black Bugatti and I'm off that Carlo Rossi
I'm-I'm-I'm with that Taylor possé, 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 her the pill and the D, you can call me cocky
Any stage or any beat, you know I'ma body
And Wiz, roll that good shit up and he ridin' shotty (Bloaw!)

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, with Sevyn Streeter]
You know shawty thick in her hips, cold than a mother (Okay)
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker (Hahahaha)
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece (Hahaha, you know)
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave (Yeah, leggo!)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Ladies put your hands up if you that bomb-bomb (Oh-whoa)
Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
Yup, so when your good smell like that good weed, man, blame it on me
Don't even blame Breezy, man, blame that shit on me man
Hahahahaha, yup

Grammy-winning R&B singer, rapper, dancer, graffiti artist, illustrator and the first male lead artist to have his debut single top the Billboard Hot 100 in 8 years with “Run It!” in 2005, Breezy is undoubtedly a multifaceted artist. To add to this, he is the father of Royalty, a princess and the inspiration for his 7th studio album Royalty.

It’s undeniable his ability as a musician, dancer, and all-round entertainer. At the 54th Annual Grammy Awards (February 12th, 2012) his 4th studio album F.A.M.E. won the award for Best R&B Album and a huge number of other awards and nominations ranging from his debut as a 16 year old in 2005 to his most recent projects.

Brown’s career is long-lived, pristine and all about his music with hits such as “Look At Me Now,” “Turn Up the Music,” and “Loyal,” and successful collaborations with Omarion on his hit “Post to Be” and Lil Dicky's “Freaky Friday” in recent years.

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