ฟังเพลงMirage (Explicit)

Song: Mirage

Artist: Chris Brown Featuring Nas

Lyrics: Nas, Eric Bellinger, Kevin McCall, Chris Brown & Harmony Samuels

Composer: Chris Brown & Harmony Samuels

Yikes!

Haha, where we at with it?

Help me out

Haha

Bounce

Yeah

Like some poor juices, ain't you been good with that?

Hahaha

Eyes must be wide shut

Liquor got you open, closin' your blinders

Just in case you need a friendly reminder

Let me take this bullet, bullet out my head (Ow!)

Change your body, need advisor

Car too big, but fuck it, don't need a driver (Nah)

All me want is a girl who be a rider (Yeah)

Can't believe she pull it, pull it

Nigga gun, gun pow

But she want me to hold her, hold her down (Haha)

Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love now (No love, no love)

Must be cuckoo, got me fucked up (Haha), fucked up, wow (Got me fucked up)

You know a nigga ain't gon' hold ya, hold ya down

I'm a mirage

Ha, fuck I look like?

I'm a mirage (Haha), haha

What the fuck I look like? (Yikes!)

It's all in your mind, your mind

Fuck I look like?

Open your eyes, you're blind

What the fuck I look like?

Yeah, girl, your mind should apologize to ya

Keep on tellin' all of those crazy lies to ya

You believe 'em all, don't wanna accept the truth

Who the fuck you kiddin', kiddin', what's the use?

Sad to see you playin' the fool

You don't know half the shit that a nigga been through

I guess you got your reward, reward for it (Ha, yeah)

You actin' like you don't need me, babe

But she want me to hold her, hold her down (Got me fucked up, babe)

Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love now (Hahaha, yeah)

Must be cuckoo, got me fucked up, fucked up, wow (Babe, bravado)

You know a nigga ain't gon' hold ya, hold ya down

Haha, excuse my French, but (Ha)

I'm a mirage

Ha, fuck I look like? (You can't see me)

I'm a mirage (Haha, look)

What the fuck I look like?

It's all in your mind, your mind (What?)

Fuck I look like?

Open your eyes, you're blind (You got me fucked up)

What the fuck I look like?

Yeah, you lookin' for love, and I'm the one you imagine

With athlete money from just rappin'

My body wrapped in some Valentino, Loro Piana fashion

Sex with passion, romancin', laughin'

Happiness, action, restaurants, relaxin'

They got some good sushi in Aspen, that good pussy I'm smashin'

I call you Matsuhisa, yeah, I'm your Visa

American Express, I must confess

I'm tryna go beyond love and this is hard to translate

Love is good, but to me, good is just the enemy of great

You wanna make it to the top, but you don't got what it take

To be a model, actress, singer, stripper

Want me to help you to become a star, you was my sister

You was my soldier, damn, I used to miss ya, uh

I used to love ya, I fiend to hold ya

You didn't know me, it was only just a mirage

A mirage (Mirage)

Ha, fuck I look like?

I'm a mirage

What the fuck I look like? (Yeah)

It's all in your mind, your mind

Fuck I look like?

Open your eyes, you're blind (Do it, baby)

What the fuck I look like? (Yeah)

Right

What the fuck I look like?

Fucked up

What the fuck I look like?