Listen to Us vs. The World (feat. Chris Brown & Teyana Taylor) by Fabolous

Us vs. The World (feat. Chris Brown & Teyana Taylor)

Fabolous

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Teyana Taylor
Teyana Taylor
Songwriter
Kyleer Evans
Kyleer Evans
Songwriter
Edward Alfonso II
Edward Alfonso II
Songwriter
Jamal Glaze
Jamal Glaze
Songwriter
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Songwriter
Craig Love
Craig Love
Songwriter
Darnell Prince
Darnell Prince
Songwriter
Joshua Kirksy
Joshua Kirksy
Songwriter
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leer Luciano
Leer Luciano
Producer
Steve "Rock Star" Dickey
Steve "Rock Star" Dickey
Recording Engineer
Aneef Sheriff
Aneef Sheriff
Assistant Recording Engineer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Haunted by your past mistakes It's hard to tell between real and fake They say good things come to those who wait (Wait) You make me feel some type of way For better, for worse (Worse) Until death do us part (Yeah) You started with a canvas (Ooh) And we turned it to some art (Oh yeah) No filter on your fresh face Balenciagas with no shoelace From the mud to a diamond ring They say money can't buy these type of things You and me, you and me, against the world (Right now) You and me against the world (Right here, right now) You and me, you and me, against the world (Right here, right now) One down bitch is worth a thousand girls Yeah You can't just let the good ones get away (Get away) The only one that didn't leave get to stay (Get to stay) Roses while you can smell 'em You should get bouquets (Get bouquets) Nothing worse than havin' things you ain't get to say Love you's, miss you's, hug you's, kiss you's Ups and downs and struggle, issues Made us stronger, kept us closer This thing ours like La Cosa Nostra Mobbin' with you for the family, put a job in with you I want all of your love, hope that's not a problem with you I want that crazy love like Whitney and Bobby with you That gangsta love like Bonnie and Clyde, vibin' with you That sweet love Anitta Baker was singing 'bout That sexy love not even Ne-Yo know a thing about They ain't know that throwin' salt just season our flavor You and me against the world, the odds in our favor Haunted by your past mistakes It's hard to tell between real and fake (Oh no) They say good things come to those who wait (Wait) You make me feel some type of way For better, for worse (Worse) Until death do us part (Ooh, yeah) You started with a canvas (Ooh) And we turned it to some art (Oh yeah) No filter on your fresh face (No-no-no) Balenciagas with no shoelace (Oh-oh) From the mud to a diamond ring (Ring) They say money can't buy these type of things You and me, you and me, against the world (Right now) You and me against the world (Oh yeah, right here, right now) You and me, you and me, against the world (Hey, right here, right now) One down bitch is worth a thousand girls Yeah, yeah (Oh-oh) You know I do everything for us So you can trust that when I do Love so generous, it's obvious, that's what I do Got me in a rush, I wanna fuck like honeymoon They complainin' from the other room They hear ups and downs, and couple rounds And drop it, bounce it, drop it, bounce it Love on couches, fuck on counters Shoot that club up, fuck them bouncers, uh Got ignition but let's go half on a baby I got that wet, got that warm bath, baby You plus me, equals better math, don't it, baby? Try to divide that, my better half gon' go crazy They wanna split up, we don't give a fid-up We give 'em middle fingers while that ring finger lit up Doin' us, blockin' numbers, swear it's my favorite You and me against the world, the odds in our favor Haunted by your past mistakes It's hard to tell between real and fake (Oh-oh) They say good things come to those who wait (Wait) You make me feel some type of way For better, for worse (Worse) Until death do us part (Ooh, yeah) You started with a canvas (Ooh) And we turned it to some art (Oh yeah) No filter on your fresh face (No-no-no) Balenciagas with no shoelace (Oh-oh) From the mud to a diamond ring (Ring) They say money can't buy these type of things You and me, you and me, against the world (Right now) You and me against the world (Oh yeah, right here, right now) You and me, you and me, against the world (Hey, right here, right now) One down bitch is worth a thousand girls (Oh-oh) Oh, girls One bad bitch is worth a thousand girls Hey, hey, oh Word, 'til death do us part Death do us part 'Til death do us, part What it is, baby? What's up? (What's up?) Can we let the world know what's what? (What's what?) Can't judge, let's shoot 'em, made to ball (Made to ball) Can't hate 'cause it's too much love And it could be the summer or the fall (Or the fall) In the winter, spring, do it all (Do it all) We a team, every season we gon' ball Y'all, ain't even fair when it's us against y'all (Say what?) What it is, baby? What's up? (What's up?) Can we let the world know what's what? (What's what?) Can't judge, let's shoot 'em, made to ball (Made to ball) Can't hate 'cause it's too much love And it could be the summer or the fall (Or the fall) In the winter, spring, do it all (Do it all) We a team, every season we gon' ball Y'all, ain't even fair when it's us against y'all (Say what?)
Writer(s): Craig D. Love, Jonathan H. Smith, Christopher Maurice Brown, John David Jackson, Lawrence Edwards, Donnell Prince, Lamarquis Jefferson, Teyana Me Shay Jaqueli Taylor, Kyleer Lewis Evans, Jamal Glaze Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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