Artist: Chris Brown Album: In My Zone (2010) Title: Madusa
Lyrics MadusaInnocent, heaven sent, that's the way she look (Look) Make you turn around again, take a second look (Look) Caught my eye walkin' by out there like she modelin (And I just had to have her) My favorite thing to watch on her is her legs But I love everything about her. There's nothin' to replace So I call her over to my whip (To my whip) Tryna see what the business is
Then she hopped up in my ride, ride Then I looked into her eyes, eyes She cold as ice, turned me to stone, stone Couldn't move 'cause the way she rockin' them Jimmy Choo's
I call her Madusa She the type of girl that seduce ya (She is) She that type of girl She that type of girl that'll turn you into stone Look her in the eyes and you can't leave her alone She a Madusa She the type of girl that seduce ya She the, she the type of girl She the type of girl that'll turn you into stone Look her in the eyes and you can't leave her alone
Shawty got what I want. I got what she need (Need) But I don't mind if she take advantage of me ('Cause) She got that bomb shit I'm talkin' atomic My playa days are demolished She dun took me out the game Now she packin' heat, gunnin' for my last name I can't even lie. Shawty got some great aim Gotta keep her lookin' good Man, she really had me hooked
Then she hopped up in my ride, ride Then I looked into her eyes, eyes She cold as ice, turned me to stone, stone Couldn't move 'cause the way she rockin' them Jimmy Choo's
I call her Madusa She the type of girl that seduce ya (She is) She that type of girl She that type of girl that'll turn you into stone Look her in the eyes and you can't leave her alone She a Madusa She the type of girl that seduce ya She the, she the type of girl She the type of girl that'll turn you into stone Look her in the eyes and you can't leave her alone
Tell me how she always gets shoppin sprees outta me, yeah I Louis Vuitton her and Dolce Gabbana... Gucci or Prada, shawty get anything she wanna Don't know how she always gets shoppin sprees outta me, yeah It don't matter what it costed Money ain't an object. She wear it the best, so she get it when she want it |