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Bombs Away

Bombs Away

Chris Brown

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If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, me ready for If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, me ready for I'm a carnivore, natural born killer So I gotta be on any and everything in front of me (Ah) In the club 'cause I'm gonna eat tonight (Yeah) I'm a gorilla, like drums on my chest so I gotta beat And when I start to do you know what it means You can't leave, not until you battle me I know you're out there, somewhere (Somewhere) I feel you and I smell your fear (Your fear) Bust a few shots in the air Come on, yeah, come on Your body is 'bout to go off (Go off) I want you to show off (Oh) You're classified, top secret (Secret) You're a weapon So it's bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!) Calling for you now So you better take cover (You better) 'Cause I need it and I want ya I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!) Ooh girl, I like that And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more 'Cause I'm firing right back It's getting hot and heavy She looking like she want me to cut her like a machete And I'ma give it to her but that's only if you let me I'ma let her touch it, but it's only the beginning, yup She n-n-n-nasty but I ain't mad at all And she b-b-b-bad like she running from the law By the way she dancing on me, that's how I can tell She a GI Jane in the bed for real I know you're out there, somewhere I feel you and I smell your fear (Your fear) Bust a few shots in the air Yeah, come on, yeah, come on (Oh) Your body is 'bout to go off (Go off) I want you to show off (Show off) You're classified, top secret (Secret) You're a weapon So it's bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!) Calling for you now So you better take cover (Yeah, you better) 'Cause I need it and I want ya I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!) Ooh girl, I like that And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more 'Cause I'm firing right back (Ha ha) Okay, it's like I travel to another dimension 'Cause shawty got my soldier standin' at attention I'm like, yeah, it's the battle of the sexes I wrap her legs 'round my head like a necklace Uh, it's like it's bombs over Baghdad And shawty ass fat so I'ma bag that M-M-Mercy, is what you beggin' for I'm standin' on the bar screamin'— So hold your glasses up if you need more Whole lot of women but I need more I got that long sword, like the Marine Corps Now let me take a stab at it, leave your spleen sore I think I'm King Kong, Godzilla Go a couple rounds, Thrilla in Manilla Now show me who iller and I'll show you a mirror You want that fire, I deliver Bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!) Calling for you now So you better take cover (You better) 'Cause I need it and I want ya I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!) Ooh girl, I like that And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more 'Cause I'm firing right back (Ha ha) If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, me ready for If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, me ready for If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want— If I want—, me ready for

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