Westside

Lyrics

[Intro] (Tha Biz-Tha Bizness) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby girl, I booked you a flight We headed to that Westside I got that all-red Bentley for us when we arrive So, baby girl, let's ride Girl, I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang 'Cause we gon' do it all night, yeah [Verse 1: Jay Rock] What it do, look Roll out that red carpet, watch how them girls stalk me Ladies I smash often, my bed, they valet parkin' They like how I be saucy, I'm fresh to death, bitch I ain't a millionaire yet, but I'm hood rich I got that good shit, I'm talkin' gutta-gutta I got that wood stick, she got that butter-butter That body lookin' yummy, yeah, that ass talkin' Sexy, her swag awesome, Jimmy Choos, bag, flossin' Up in the club stuntin', sippin' that Nuvo Lemon head, look at my chains shinin' like chandeliers Where my pretty girls at? Sexy face, ass fat Hotel poppin' after hours, I'ma smash that Call me Daddy Fat Stacks, pockets on swole Nothin' less than hundred on the kush when I smoke Baby, wanna roll, tell me what it do 'Cause a playa turned up, I reserved a room for two, look [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby girl, I booked you a flight We headed to that Westside I got that all-red Bentley for us when we arrive So, baby girl, let's ride Girl, I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang 'Cause we gon' do it all night, yeah [Verse 2: Jay Rock, Chris Brown] Now they lovin' how I'm killin' 'em (Oh) Haters say I'm dead wrong Lookin' for a redbone (Oh) Big booty, headstrong Hopin' I can take her home (Oh-woah) Satisfaction guaranteed Dr. Feel Good, got your baby mama callin' me (Yeah) I be workin' in them sheets, eighty due, heavy plumbin' (Oh) All night long, bang-bang, like a lone drummer (Yeah-yeah) We rush bottles to that VIP, T.D.E We in the buildin', ladies go crazy, ADD (Yeah) That's what we do, so what it do? Baby, what it's lookin' like? Love my liquor brown, mix it with a little Sprite That's gon' get me right, lookin' for my friend tonight (Oh-oh-oh) Sweet tooth, performin' the placard pieces, my appetite She like entertainers, so she gon' entertain us (Yeah) Dip it low, stripper pole, dollars at her ankles (Yeah) Everythin' is paid for, put that on my tab I put that on me and I got it on smash (Woah) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby girl, I booked you a flight (Yeah) We headed to that Westside I got that all-red Bentley for us when we arrive So, baby girl, let's ride (I do it, I do it, I do it) Girl, I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang (I can take you down) I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang (I'll have you screaming out) I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause we gon' do it all night, yeah [Outro: Chris Brown] 'Cause we headed to that Westside Oh-oh