Another Round (Feat. Chris Brown) | Fat Joe

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Another Round

(feat. Chris Brown)

 

[Chris Brown - Hook:]

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Don’t you be holding back

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Don’t you be holding back

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I used to want you, and her and her and her and you and her and her

I used to want you, and her and her and her

All I want, all I want, all I want is you

Shawty got a mean walk, a mean shoe game

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

I’m talking Janet, maybe Kim K, I heard Rihanna she like Kim K.

Come on

 

[Verse 1 - Fat Joe]

Quit playing girl you know that you want it

I can tell just by the way you push it out and flaunt it you bad

Something like dirty diana, body dope as heron

And the sex is off the handle

Your ex couldn’t beat it, I hit it like a free throw

And since I lost some weight you say I got a big ego

It’s too strong, you said the drive stick

But baby just peel off

Loving how it lasts long, Leave the sheets gushy

Fuck you with the mask on, halloween pussy

Your body shivers and trembles with each and every stroke

Pussy wetter than ever, enough to sink a boat

 

[Chris Brown - Hook]

 

[Verse 2 - Fat Joe (Chris Brown)]

Never hesitate, purchasing in every state

Transported in foreign cars to large estates

(So believe me, you know you wanna come home girl)

(As long as we can kick it with your home girl)

Had two on one fast break that’s a slam dunk

I know you want it, I can take you where ya man won’t

Champs-Élysées, think Rolls Royce

Yellow Nuvo and Pink boyshorts

 

[Chris Brown - Hook]

 

[Chris Brown - Bridge]

Girl you got tha bomb thing know I can’t resist

I’mma light some candles girl and then tie up your wrists

Then I’m licking chocolate right up off your stomach

Baby you ain’t had no freaky shit like this

And I start dripping ice down ya spine (oh oh)

I'll make you mine

And now you’re telling all your girls I done tore it up

So don’t be mad that they all want me, there’s room for all of us

 

[Chris Brown - Hook]