Chris Brown - Throwed

Yeah
You know being from Virginia
Ha-ha, I gotta go back to my roots
The whole go-go thing
DC, what's up? Ha-ha
Virginia, you already know how we 'bout to do it
Ha, let's go
Yessir

Been sitting here for an hour talking
But we ain't saying nothing
I ain't even tripping, mama, that's cool (that's cool)
No better way to waste time than with you
Ain't that a trip
'Cause usually I do my thing and I dip, oh
But she got me wanna
Stick around for the second show
Have her do her thang on the stage for me once more

And I'm like, oh
I can't wait for us to be alone (tell me)
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far
So what you wanna do?
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you

'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey

Now I can't say all the things I wanna say
But that body is a problem for me
And I put shame on a man that walked away
But I'm glad he left you here for me, yeah
That's real
'Cause usually I can't express how I feel, yeah
It's like I'm in my favorite scene on the movie screen
Diamond studded tee, crown on, in my Spike Lee's

And I'm like, whoa-oh
I can't wait for us to be alone, tell me (yeah, yeah)
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma (what you say?)
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far (oh, oh)
So what you wanna do?
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you
(But you're taking it away, whoa, whoa)

'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (yeah)
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (ha, oh, hey)

Girl, you got that knock (knock)
I hear it down the block (block)
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked (ho)
So, baby, pick your feet up (hey)
Adjust my two-seater
Holla if you hear me now

Girl, you got that knock (knock)
I hear it down the block (oh)
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot (oh, yeah)
I gotta get you locked
So, baby, pick your feet up (yeah)
Adjust my two-seater
Holla if you hear me now

And I'm like, oh (oh)
I can't wait for us to be alone, tell me
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far (yes, we have, baby)
So what you wanna do? (Do)
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you (I'm losing my cool for you)
'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (whoa, whoa, oh)

Yessir, ha-ha, two up, two down
Holla at me, it's all about you
Ah, we out, let's go
Got me feeling like hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Written by:
Chris Brown, Bryan Cox, Kaseem Dean, Donnie Scantz, Taurian Shropshire, Taurian Adonis Shropshire, Jahi Sundance

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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