Chris Brown - 45 lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

And I'm like Jordan wearin' forty five

I told ya I was comin' back

And every time they tried to push me out

I told ya I was comin' back

Forty five, forty five, goin' back like I ain't leave

Forty five, forty five, I been nice since twenty three

Ballin' hard, ballin' hard, swear I need a referee

I can see the jealousy, the haters always mad at me, I know

(Verse)

Now why ya keep me goin'? Why ya keep me goin'?

Knowin' it can't stop a nigga

But I know they know, and they already know it

Yeah I know I'm on but I'll still off a nigga, woah

Before we even talkin', what's yo offer nigga? Woah

Make sure that bank account is lookin' proper, nigga

Make sure my niggas eatin' steak and lobster nigga

We hustle hard, ya hardly hustle, that's yo problem nigga

Question us and we can solve it, what's yo problem nigga?

Funny how these busters turn to Prima Donna niggas

My whole team, my whole team, yeah we lookin' like the Bulls in 92 and 93, yeah

My whole team, my whole team, yeah ya know it's OHB, 45

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Now why ya keep me goin'? Why ya keep me goin'?

Knowin' it can't stop a nigga

They quick to try and put my shit out in the open

Yeah it's cool, I ain't forgot it nigga

Now these famous bitches started blowin' up my line again

Basic bitches callin' cause they bank accounts is minusin', no

Money ain't a problem, we got commas boy, whoa

If ya don't want these problems, save the drama boy, whoa

Fame for the real ones, shut the roster boy, whoa

And my niggas still gon' eat that steak and lobster boy, whoa

My whole team, my whole team, yeah we lookin' like the Bulls in ninety and ninety three, yeah

My whole team, my whole team, yeah we lookin' hard to beat

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(Verse 3)

Imma spend a hunnid racks in KOD

Ya know they suckin' dick if they in VIP

Told the waitress to roll up, bitch forget the drinks

All this money in the air, the pussy follow me

A .forty five on my side, I'm 'bout to drive

Trap jumpin' out the jam, think I can fly

Forty five, twenty three, bounce

Money I'm countin', want to be like Mike

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