Luyện nghe bài hát Surprise You

[Intro: Chris
(Oya, yeah)
Niggas saying easy [??] front of being me
(Right now)
Shit,

Let 'em

[Verse 1: Brown]
I've been for some time, yeah
When I wife a bitch, I'm all my siders
Yeah, niggas telling me I
In a foreign whip, whippin' like the

Yeah, I might give the a bankroll
Mix the [??] and Hennessy without a
Yeah, if I fuck you in that Range
I got that pussy you came over

[Chorus: Brown]
you, (Ooooh)
She lovin', she lovin' the (Ooooh)
She lovin', she the life (Ooooh)
I run up and check on you, girl
Finesse the plus (Ooooh)
She lovin', she the life (Ooooh)

2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Or nah, Dolla
She say, Dolla you so
She say, Dolla boy, why you so
Got me out here lookin'
Dolla boy, you should give me babies
Yeah, yeah, I it
Fly me out (Yeah)
You the boy,
Let me the Porsche, yeah (Or nah nah)
Be my man,
I'm your biggest fan,
Put me down, let me meet Brown, yeah

2: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign Both]
Oooh, she it (She love it)
She loving, she loving the (Oh yeah)
Oooh, she loving, she the life
I wanna run up and check on you,
Finesse the plus (Yeah)
Oooh, she loving, she the life

3: Kid Ink]
Everyday, we could run the back
MVP, she wouldn't that life
Blue jam for breakfast, she get that toasts with the extras
Hit the before they open, arrest us
Sippin' on Champagne in the shoe
Insecure, she just for acceptance
And you know that all my get accepted
I her bout the colours on the bottoms
At first, she ain't understand the (Get it)
But now you speak the language,
She comin', hit the door to the dressing and give me head

Yeah, I might give the bitch a
Mix the and Hennessy without a [??]
Yeah, if I you in that Range Rover
I got that pussy you came over

[Chorus: Brown]
you, (Ooooh)
She lovin', she the life (Ooooh)
She lovin', she the life (Ooooh)
I run up and check on you, girl
Finesse the tonight (Ooooh)
She lovin', she the life (Ooooh)

[Verse Brown]
She lovin' the
She the life
She fuckin' with a thug, them other treat her right
I could read her right, I was pussy
Now reading my rights
Give a fuck if book, bitch I'm a money machine
We poppin' bottles
I'm paying to leave
I pay my niggas to
I'm 'bout that cash
Tell me wassup that ass tho
You know it ain't trickin' if you gotta a bag on 'em
Only fuck back hoes, nigga check the tag on her
I'ma get a a tan, but usually I would swerve on 'em
it, I'm 'bout to splurge on 'em
You ain't gotta ask twice, baby this your
I'ma change your life, you gettin' piped

[Chorus 2: Chris
Oooh, she it
She loving, she loving the
Oooh, she loving, she loving the
I wanna run up and on you, girl
Finesse the tonight (Yeah)
Oooh, she loving, she loving the