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Listen to Back To Sleep (Legends Remix) [feat. Tank, R. Kelly & Anthony Hamilton] - Single by Chris Brown
ALBUMBack To Sleep (Legends Remix) [feat. Tank, R. Kelly & Anthony Hamilton] - SingleChris Brown

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Performer
Tank
Tank
Performer
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Performer
Anthony Hamilton
Anthony Hamilton
Performer
August Rigo
August Rigo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
August Rigo
August Rigo
Songwriter
Anderson Hernandez
Anderson Hernandez
Songwriter
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vinylz
Vinylz
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Producer
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, yeah, it's the general Come on, kick it off one time, yeah Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body Yeah, who else gon' beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice, yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank all his life Yeah, he fell in love after only one night, yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice You always let me in, I got that slick talk Keep that good wood on me, you loving the stick talk, stick talk Used to think that we were so the same I'm all real R&B, these other niggas lame I'mma wake it up, you got the cake batter Shit, I'mma bake it up Put you back to sleep, baby girl no picture No hoe shit, cause I'm a real nigga Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl Don't say a word, no, don't you talk Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah blah blah 'Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots shots shots Hit it from the back on my end tops But now I'm sober, so baby girl turn over oh 'Bout to go down, something like a drop top Taste so sweet I'll be calling that a Pop Tart Just let me rock You get some sleep, I'll drive Yeah, I'm pimping in it, 12 Play gang Gangsta leaning in it, going crazy I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy Every time we freaking, baby just let me Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl Don't say a word, no, don't you talk, baby Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back Hop up in that eating on, but I'm really all into you Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl I'm gonna put it on you And I'm here to represent girl Baby lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it And I'm here to put it down girl Let me work on you, go to work on you Just let me rock and let me love you baby, fuck you back to sleep girl Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout your job, fuck you back to sleep, girl Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Writer(s): Mark Pitts, Chris Brown, August Rigo, Anderson Hernandez, Matthew Samuels, Allen Ritter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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