Tank and Chris Brown - Lonely

Yeah!
It's the General
C Breazy in the building
It's that R&B money right here
Let's get it

I brought hers
I did that, walk up in this mother fucker like the kid back
You see the ice, you see the ring
Truth is I'm just doin' this to cover up the pain
She left me, for good reason
I disrespected home, you can call it treason
I'm in here bleeding words while my heart is leakin'
Don't walk with it tonight I think I'll be cheatin

I told my waitress keep them miles coming, women all around me
I've been single for two or three weeks, never discounting
Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl
She don't do for me the things you do girl
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm steady tryin' to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I'm still

Thinking bout you,
Girl I'm thinking bout you,
Thinking bout you, girl I'm thinking bout you,
All these new girls, they ain't you girl
Thinking bout you I'll be there I'm thinking bout you yeah

So many shots just kill me now
But honey should this tears fucking clown
My heart is racing could beat a miler
All the fact that she up in there lookin' good without me
Look at them bottles them red bottles who could
I'm gonna speak tryin make peace but damn cry
Look at this damn crown, look at this damn crown!
Yes is poppin but if you with it you can lead now.

I told my way to keep the miles coming waiting all around me
I've been single for two or three weeks never this coming
Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl
She don't do for me the things you do girl
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm study tryin' to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I'm still

I'm thinking bout you,
Damn I'm thinking 'bout you,
Thinking bout you, got a nigga thinking bout you, yeah
All this new girls they not you girl
Thinking bout you I'll be damn I'm thinking bout you yeah.
Nigga open this club, got a honey girls in my vip
I bet all of them wanna fuck
But only your ass can get to me
I'm throwing up this money like money spend
This fake ass nigga wanna funny shit
I'm a get this on your level see wanna trip
The new better dick if you punish me
Now I'm back up in this club
With my shirt of and my chain
And I'm looking looking her booty
Got that bomb shit on it's ?
No matter how many girls wanna do me
I just want you back in my range's roll
On the road no clothe, on the poe ?

? keep them bottles coming
Women all around me,
It's so many pretty ladies and nigga stop counting
And I said already replaced you with a new girl
Yeah she don't do for me the things she do girl.
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm study tryin to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I said, thinking bout you,
Girl I'm thinking bout you,
Thinking bout you, girl I'm thinking bout you, yeah
All this new girl, they're not you girl
Thinking bout you I'll be there I'm thinking bout you yeah

Still lonely, I'm still lonely
New girl, bottles poppin, fast life
I'm still alone, alone

Written by:
James Smith, Donald Degrate, Richard Hailey, Chris Brown, Joseph Bereal, Durrell Babbs, Kristina Stephens, Floyd Bentley, Melvin Monroe, Vincent Watson

Publisher:
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