Remember Me Lyrics - Chris Brown

1 [Hook: Chris Brown & (Tyga)]

2 Girl you know we got the time

3 Got that pussy on my mind

4 Later on, what are we doing?

5 I know you're ready, show that ass

6 Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it

7 Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin your girlfriends

8 I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory

9 (Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me)

10 [Verse 1: Chris Brown]

11 I be banging all on that beat

12 808, she got the bass when her booty shake

13 She got her friends with her and they a sight to see

14 All that ass, don't let it go to waste

15 All this Hennessy, the liquor, 'bout to penetrate

16 While I'm pushing Lamborghini's on the interstate

17 I long-dick her, I'ma go for hours

18 You minute-made like lemonade

19 I'm fresh as fuck in these Margielas

20 I skate past a nigga better than veterans

21 Bipolar cold, give me the medicine

22 My chain too bright, no Thomas Edison

23 When I pull it out, bitch nervous

24 Better ride this wave - bitch, surf it

25 Girl, you better keep them legs open

26 The only thing you close is these curtains

27 And she only got time for a nigga if I take her out to eat

28 A nigga really gotta motivate

29 Man, that's too much work for the pussy

30 I don't work for the pussy, nigga really don't communicate

31 I'd rather lick it like a dinner plate

32 I'd rather keep my money in a safe

33 Bitch, I ain't got time to play

34 I need it now, not a minute late

35 [Hook]

36 [Verse 2: Tyga]

37 Drive your head to a king, nigga

38 Dream house, my dream's bigger

39 Got a deck of cards if my heart switch up

40 Ace of spades, her eyes lit up

41 Diamonds glitter in my car, thriller

42 She pray for me, that's god willin

43 I'm hard to break my boss prison

44 Her new name : Ass-Zilla

45 She love a nigga and that pussy tight

46 Come thru, fuck you all night

47 Some foreplay, that's all right

48 But she rather do number 69

49 High notes, it's prime time

50 On a couch, hit it from behind

51 Hit you with that large stroke

52 Now she fiendin' for that good dope, yeah

53 That's my bae, she cook and clean and I got it made

54 Handcuff like she a slave, touch ya, let ya tongue taste

55 So high, no ceiling space

56 Numb to it, can't feel her face

57 Yeah, she numb to it, can't feel her face

58 [Hook]

59 [Verse 3: Chris Brown]

60 Blowing up my line on the cellular

61 She wanna lock a nigga down, on the regular

62 Talking crazy to me like she own the dick

63 But I don't trust her as far as I can throw the bitch

64 Momma told me to find a keeper

65 But I switch like designer sneakers

66 A girl with the finest features

67 Every nigga wanna talk to her

68 But I got her first, finders keepers

69 Violins in the back, is my theme music

70 Her ass on my mind, I dream booty

71 Any nigga tryna fuck my bitch

72 Then its off with his head, how kings do it

73 My rings ruby

74 Red bandana, I stay woopin'

75 Got too many cribs, I stay movin'

76 Three Lambos, I stay coupin'

77 Yeah, but you don't hear me though

78 Virginia to the Westside

79 My car foreign, the girl sit on the left side

80 Smokin' weed on the plane, that's the best high

81 She gotta sign the waiver 'fore I let her fly

82 It's helipads on the boat

83 Chilling in the South of France, Saint-Tropez, Nice, Monaco

84 But nothing compare to what's in my pants

85 Girl, stop playing!

86 [Hook]