Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When to Stop (feat. Chris Brown), artist - Tyga. Album song Well Done 3 & 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Record label: Mix Up
Song language: English
When to Stop (feat. Chris Brown) |
What’s the opposite of satisfaction? |
You never had it |
A sex addict there when you needed it |
Now you’re too distracted by the little things |
Cars, rings, none of it matters |
Presidential suites in Nevada, you was too ecstatic |
Time ticking, it was 24 karat |
Mrs. HotHeaded don’t listen but the head was terrific |
Had a vision, you bought it, couldn’t wait til you saw it |
Swear you had it all and you already lost it all and you know it |
Know I did it, I’m ridin round with my new b*tch |
I’m poppin bottles and shoppin and flyin private to Maui |
Livin life, no excuses, don’t give two f*cks about you |
You seen my girl' a*s lately? |
Now watch me f*ck her crazy |
Tell me when to stop |
You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby |
Tell me when to stop |
Girl if I start to get carried away |
Tell me when to stop |
I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down |
Baby you can get it |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
She said I could take control of her body |
But it’s only for the weekend |
Said I’mma let you do you |
Oh yea, I’mma do you |
Til she boom boom boom |
I’m like a rabbit in her rib cage |
Roll my weed darling |
Just like it’s her birthday |
I’m tippin… and sippin |
Smokers come with that Ace of Spades |
I’m faded, sippin and leanin |
I’m faded, sippin and leanin |
Smokers come with that Ace of Spades |
I’m faded, sippin and leanin |
I’mma f*ck you like I’m in a bad mood, baby |
Tell me when to stop |
You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby |
Tell me when to stop |
Girl if I start to get carried away |
Tell me when to stop |
I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down |
Baby you can get it |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Long hair, red lipstick |
Lips burned from that cigarette |
Versace heels and them latex |
Neck collar, that that’s a fact |
I f*ck wit you cuz it makes sense |
We don’t fight but this make up sex |
Less is more but you more or less |
Got the top down in my Corvette, yea |
Red from the summer |
Must’ve made a wrong turn, checked in a motel just to have sex |
Like strangers f*ckin out of anger |
Putting on handcuffs, now a ni*ga chained up |
Til the maid come clean up |
Broken mirrors so you know that’s bad luck |
Lost my wallet, so would you hurry up? |
Pack up, flee the scene, seen a chef just pull up |
Shots of tequila, let’s get freaky, lookin for a reason |
By the look in yo eyes you don’t gotta say much |
I can tell that you need it |
And you need it just as much as I needed you |
Learn on streets, I pull work for two |
Yo home girl wanna see if it’s true |
So just |
Tell me when to stop |
You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby |
Tell me when to stop |
Girl if I start to get carried away |
Tell me when to stop |
I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down |
Baby you can get it |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby |
Tell me when to stop |
Girl if I start to get carried away |
Tell me when to stop |
I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down |
Baby you can get it |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |
Tell me when to stop |