Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Save the Drama , by - Chris Brown. Song from the album Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana, in the genre СоулRelease date: 06.02.2018
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
Save the Drama |
| Gun shots, we lots |
| Hennessy, I don’t really like scotch |
| At the don when I’m talking to the dutch |
| And the man with the pockets like fam you up |
| Dippers and the wait notes |
| Black man says he’s hit a lick, better keep your face down |
| Get loud when that kick sound |
| You miss it, don’t count up |
| No tops, no tops |
| Go to collect, we in Paris when we shop |
| You gotta give the man props |
| Your girl love a man lots |
| Fuck it, I’m on that pussy like a rumpa |
| If I tag her, gotta have her have a bumper |
| All that pussy got that fire like a dragon |
| And I know she got that wagon from her mama |
| Call it a homicide how she do |
| The guys in Jamaica, man jealous |
| Make me terrified |
| I can tell you skilled cause you using your melody |
| Oh, no no no no |
| Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor |
| Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door |
| Sex tape never, 'less she let me record |
| And I know where your head’s at |
| Got your attitude from your mama |
| And I don’t wanna set back |
| Just do me a favor and save the drama |
| Get the baddest bitch and treat it like the worst |
| Popping the Henny, tripping if you fuck the pussy first |
| We gon' fuck, I’m gon' fuck or we gon' fall in love |
| I will get 'em once, fucking, fucking with the plug |
| Bitches texting, I’m a dog fetching |
| Bitch I’m on, no flexing, fuck a 100 besties |
| See that’s just for that extra Range, she’d to forget them |
| Your body’s under my belt, just to make it official |
| I forget that he mission, never forget the pistol |
| Thinking all the way in, killing and leave the victims |
| I got trust issues, I might think you tripping |
| Really I be tripping, rolling with all the spitting |
| West is, this the gang, bitch you better catch it |
| 'Fore you be over tested, rather pull up in a Bentley |
| Used to pull up in Chevys, I’m the kind that can get enough |
| I’m the kind that can get the paper cause I can’t get enough nigga |
| Call it a homicide how she do |
| The guys in Jamaica, man jealous |
| Make me terrified |
| I can tell you skilled cause you using your melody |
| Oh, no no no no |
| Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor |
| Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door |
| Sex tape never, 'less she let me record |
| And I know where your head’s at |
| Got your attitude from your mama |
| And I don’t wanna set back |
| Just do me a favor and save the drama |
| Likkle waste girl |
| Lick her waste girl |
| Lick di poom poom |
| Like di taste girl |
| I done made love in the strangest places |
| I’m a real plug move thangs on the daily |
| Like di mon on the moon I’ll be safe |
| Smoke di ganja mi ugh |
| Everyday |
| I’m a rider, she a rider |
| Hold the Glock 9 right on side her |
| Hit the high notes like Mariah |
| Body feel electric when the vibe is right |
| I’m a drug ima get you high tonight |
| Fall in love with me |
| Pussy mine tonight |
| I could see you want me |
| Pull you closely |
| Sound on silent |
| Ignore the phone ring |
| Deep breath |
| Hands on knees |
| Just get it |
| Real small waist |
| Fat ass, lil titties |
| Email please gates don’t do digits |
| Mouth on bling just spent 2 million |
| Laid back, low key, big lean sippin |
| S63 coupe yeeee I’m whippin |
| Heroin trap back street move chickens |
| New boo thing on fleek roof missin |
| Chris B hit me, dip thru kick it |
| Straps on lap |
| Big shit I give her |
| Hat to the back |
| Lot of tats I’m chillin' |
| Matter of fact |
| Big racks I give her |
| Kevin Gates don’t hang |
| Bae stop slippin' |
| Bullshit make a real nigga lose interest |
| Oh, no no no no |
| Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor |
| Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door |
| Sex tape never, 'less she let me record |
| And I know where your head’s at |
| Got your attitude from your mama |
| And I don’t wanna set back |
| Just do me a favor and save the drama |