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Chris Brown - Petty (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Ryan Williamson
Ryan Williamson
Songwriter
Elliott Trent
Elliott Trent
Songwriter
Bradley Thomas Jr
Bradley Thomas Jr
Songwriter
Ellery McKinney
Ellery McKinney
Songwriter
Jamal Gaines
Jamal Gaines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rykeyz
Rykeyz
Producer
Ignacio Portales
Ignacio Portales
Assistant Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Engineer
Teezio
Teezio
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm sorry for all the shit that I did I was super creepin', all your girls should've known (should've known) Now I'm havin' flashbacks when I had that Thinkin' 'bout where it could've gone (could've gone) So can we take it back to the beginnin'? I know you can't forget, but am I forgiven? And even though you called it quits, I wasn't finished I'm ready to take you serious Ain't playin' no games, I'm done I'll treat you second to none Make you my number one But why you gotta be so petty? Might have told a couple lies, too many When you done playin', I'ma come get it It won't end if we don't let it But why you gotta be so petty? Might have told a couple lies, too many When you done playin', I'ma come get it It don't gotta end if we don't let it Baby, pick up your phone, yeah Oh, why you got me over here alone? Yeah (alone) How you only gonna give me one try? Love only happens like that sometimes My heart beat for you like a drum line, babe Don't let our love run dry I'm ready to take you serious Ain't playin' no games, I'm done (yeah) I'll treat you second to none Make you my number one (but why?) But why you gotta be so petty? Might have told a couple lies, too many When you done playin', I'ma come get it (oh) It won't end if we don't let it (oh) But why you gotta be so petty? (Why you gotta be?) Might have told a couple lies, too many (oh) And when you done playin', I'ma come get it (oh) It don't gotta end if we don't let it (oh) Baby, pick up your phone (yeah), yeah Oh, why you got me over here alone? Yeah How you put everything on me when you lie? I don't point fingers, babe, I choose sides Petty fightin', breakups Then you blowin' my phone up With your petty lies, bitch, grow up Stop all the fightin', give up Girl, I don't lie about who I love Baby, I'm stuck But why you gotta be so petty? Might have told a couple lies, too many When you done playin', I'ma come get it (oh) It won't end if we don't let it (oh) But why you gotta be so petty? Might have told a couple lies, too many (yeah) When you done playin', I'ma come get it (oh) It don't gotta end if we don't let it Baby, pick up your phone, yeah Oh, why you got me over here alone? Yeah (alone)
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Ellery Mckinney, Jamal Gaines, Elliott Trent Bingham, Ryan K Williamson, Bradley Darnell Thomas Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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