Chris Brown I Get Around текст песни, слова песни I Get Around Chris Brown
Chris Brown - I Get Around
Up, high, down, low
I be anywhere you want
Not the one but slipping,
But I'm sliding in yo Mary goat
Ram like the size of them wheels that's on a Chevy though
Ass so retarded, the homies calling you radio
I get it on the floor
When I beat I do my dougie though
Gorilla, yes I am aka Mr. ma-Mighty Joe
Simon says do this & I say do that
I'm hoping out that whip.
While yo chick saying who that
It's the way I gotta be
It's not changing
Hell I got in front of me
But I'm choosing
If you think you can handle me,
Then get in here now
And baby gimme what you ga-got
I'll show you all the goods & I'll turn you out
Don't be acting like you don't want it now
Lemme apologize cause I'm a wear you out
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x3]
I get, I get, I get, I get
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Shawty so bad, got me like 'oooo'
Louis V. bag, Louis V. shoes
Shawty got class, ain't no need for school
She got swagg, swagg, swagg like...
No photos, look at her frame
Bentley two those, switchin up lanes
Hit the airport we switchin up planes, planes, planes like...
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x3]
I get, I get, I get, I get
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x4]
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x3]
I get, I get, I get, I get
I get around, I get around (I do that) [x4]
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