Chris Brown

Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing

Need a ride I can range you up Money I can change you up You can have your own No longer be the passenger

Damn, I want my baby back It's so cold without her Cold without her She's gone Now I'm alone, no one to hold on

If I Could, Take A Trip, To Outer Space She Would Be The One, I Will See When I Get, To Heavens Gate She Would Welcome Me With Her Arms, Open Wide, And A Smile

When she touches me, I'm wishing that they were your hands And when I'm with her it's only 'bout the sex With you I had a bad romance

And can I visit all those spots you like Your neck, your back, your sexy lips Booty and thighs