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“Perfect” Chris Brown Drop Video For Song About Rihanna & Karrueche

Chris Brown serves up a sensual video “Perfect” with Dave East, a song where he sings about Rihanna and Karrueche Tran.

Breezy clearly had his ex-girlfriend on his mind when he recorded his verse for the hip-hop/R&B joint. The track can be found on Dave East new project “Paranoia: A True Story.” In the Arrad Rahgoshay-directed cut, a shirtless Chris Brown sings about still having feelings for his ex-girlfriend and wishing that they could still be friends.

“Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (why) / Why you won’t listen no more? (listen) / Damn I let a good girl go / Away, away, away, I’ve been (away) / All around the world / And I’ve been lookin’ for you searchin’ (I’ve been lookin’) / You deserve it ’cause you perfect,” the R&B crooner sings. Dave East comes through with a killer verse while serenading his lady. “You deserve it ’cause you perfect (perfect) / You make every moment worth it (every moment) / I’m flyin’ down Collins, I’m shirtless (skrrt) / Just thinkin’ how you might’ve curved it (might have curved it),” he raps while sitting in a chair with a female dancer giving him a special dance session.

Chris Brown has never been shy about his regrets of loosing both Rihanna and Karrueche Tran. Since his split with Tran in 2015, he has been trying hard to win her back, much to the extent it becomes stalker-ish and leads her to get a restraining order against him. Rihanna has completely moved on and openly said in interviews that she has no interest in getting back together with him and doesn’t even communicate with him anymore. Dave East is already working on his next EP “Paranoia 2” due later this year.

If you’ve seen Rihanna lately then you would understand why Chris Brown desperately wants her back, she is smoking and filthy rich.

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A$AP Ferg – East Coast (Remix) Instrumental

A$AP Ferg – East Coast (Remix) Instrumental ft. Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross, French Montana, Dave East, A$AP Rocky & Busta Rhymes

 

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Is Chris Brown Singing About Rihanna & Karrueche On Dave East Song

Chris Brown always deliver on any song he is featured on but is he singing about Rihanna or Karrueche Tran on Dave East new song “Perfect.”

On Breezy’s verse, he sings about a good girl that he let get away and his fans are divided on who that girl is. Some are saying it’s Rihanna while others are saying it’s Karrueche Tran. Bottom line, Chris Brown sounds like he has many regrets about his past love life.

“Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (why) / Why you won’t listen no more? (listen) / Damn I let a good girl go,” Chris Brown croons. The “Loyal” singer also delivered a smooth hook for the track that will be featured on Dave East upcoming album Paranoia. It’s no secret that Chris Brown tried desperately to get back with Karrueche Tran after she dumped him after founding out via the internet that he has a love child name Royalty. Since then Breezy suffered a lot of public humiliation trying to get her back. She even recently got a five-year restraining order against him, a move that he called a publicity stunt on her part to bring attention to her new show Claws.

As for his relationship with Rihanna, it’s completely over and she has moved on with her life. Sources close to her have repeatedly told Dancehall HipHop that she doesn’t even talk to him anymore and maintain a friendship with him despite rumors that they are still friends. In the lyrics, you can hear Chris Brown singing about not being friends with the girl that he lost. So more evidence is pointing towards him having regrets about losing RiRi. The Bajan pop star is currently dating Saudi billionaire Hassan Jameel, although she has never confirmed a relationship.

Chris Brown is currently working on a double-disc album Heartbreak on a Full Moon, due later this year. Peep some more of the lyrics from his new single “Perfect” with Dave East below.

Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (why)
Why you won’t listen no more? (listen)
Damn I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, I’ve been (away)
All around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you searchin’ (I’ve been lookin’)
You deserve it ’cause you perfect

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Dave East & Chris Brown Drop A “Perfect” New Single

“Perfect” is the title and Dave East new single featuring Chris Brown.

The Harlem rapper tapped Chris Brown for the latest effort off his upcoming album Paranoia. There is no word yet on when that project will arrive but this new single got us all excited to hear the rest of it. Dave East took care of the verses while Chris Brown delivered as usual on the smooth hook. “I’ve been all around the world and I’ve been looking for you, searchin’ / You deserve it ’cause you perfect,” Breezy sings.

Dave East raps about getting his way with the ladies by being the beast that he is. The single “Perfect” is the first song East released from the upcoming album, which should arrive sometime this year.

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No Back and Forth

Lyrics to ‘No Back and Forth’ by Dave East:

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Food stamps with checks, and no dental plan (Ghetto)
We bagged the raw, used to let it dry with the ceiling fan
[??] he watching from the roof, drop it in a can
Package is Saran wrapped, duct tape, paper fill my pants
Recollections on weapons I never purchased
That money had me thirsty, shit I need somthin’ to sip on
Straight to the point, told her I had somethin’ she could sit on
Get love out in Detroit like I’m a piston, your bitch’ gone
At Summer Jam, I told Tee Grizz he had a hit
He told me ain’t it a blessing, we really came up from shit
We wasn’t supposed to win
We was ‘posed to post in the pen
Be carefull aproaching men

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Dave East – The Real Is Back (feat. Beanie Sigel)

[Intro]
Nah, no I’m not
Nah, nobody on this
You know how that go

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Now I’m living with a purpose, I ain’t perfect
Allah got me, ain’t spend too much time in churches
This from the heart, I ain’t spend too much time rehearsing
I was really thinking rob before I purchased
I was really thinking God these niggas thirsty
Paranoid around soft niggas, they make me nervous
Clutching a pistol around these clowns that shit’ll surface
If you knew my life you would understand I deserve it
Nobody gave me shit, told me I was worthless
Felt like I was cursed until the day that paper surfaced
It’s a reason why me and Beans can relate in person
I’m cut from that cloth, all that talking’ll get you murdered
I relaxed on that juice, them percocets be testing me
Plus your bitch keep texting me, I ain’t attracted sexually
These niggas selling blow up, got the fiends frustrated
Tryna get this dough up, package on me, ratchet on me
Tell me what your life like cause mines is real
Every thing signed and sealed, my mind on pills
Niggas’ll rat on they own mother, they see that time get real
Teddy bears and candle lightings give your moms the chills

[Hook: Dave East + Beanie Sigel]
As far as I can remember I’ve been a real one
They say that pressure bust pipes but I don’t feel none
Just like these whack ass rappers I can’t feel one
You said you wanted the real back well here it come

[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
Pressure’s on once again but I embrace it
I weathered through the storm before, I’m never breaking
I do this for the youth in the Matrix who won’t make it
I tell ’em every knock is a boost, remain patient
But every move he make is calculated through his hunger
It’s sad to say shorty might not make it through the summer
His mom turned tricks for a fix, pills strung her
He only met his pop for flicks and a jail jumper
His stomach empty but his clip full
He pop xannies by the fist full
Drink syrup, skip school
Pants hanging off his ass, ain’t been in the bath
I try to steer ’em right cause I hate to see him crash
Tell him just stay in his lane and remain humble
You bound to get hit in the game just don’t fumble
I seen G’s drop the ball and straight crumble
Just know if your aunt had a dick she’d be your uncle
What your life like nigga mines is real
No if, mights, maybes, probably, wills
I blow your fucking head off with that revolver steel
I shot a nigga on tour, got that revolver still
Know when you fucking with the Bully you involved with real
I put your body somewhere, they won’t solve your kill nigga
You need to stop if you think Mac won’t pop it
Have your mom in all black out casket shopping

[Verse 3: Dave East + Beanie Sigel]
It’s the Broadstreet Bully and Dave East, yeah we playing for keeps
These niggas dressing like freaks and they calling it fleek
These niggas be signing sheets plus they calling police
Know every nigga in the ghetto ain’t involved in the streets
We ain’t really into the games we gon’ rest you to peace
Pull something big out, give you a long kiss on the cheek
Who ready to die? Sky’s the limit who want beef?
I was a bad boy before I repped the ROC
This ain’t nothing new shit this just what the fuck we do
We like no limit soldiers and nigga I’m that true
The reason, the solution nigga I’m that too
Whoever stuck to the realness, then I’m that glue
It’s a war going on outside you ain’t safe from
You can play Super man, you get your cape hung
We don’t start no shit and we don’t take none
We just 100% until our day come

[Hook: Dave East + Beanie Sigel]
As far as I can remember I’ve been a real one
They say that pressure bust pipes but I don’t feel none
Just like these whack ass rappers I can’t feel one
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
As far as I can remember I’ve been a real one
They say that pressure bust pipes but I don’t feel none
Just like these whack ass rappers I can’t feel one
You said you wanted the real back well here it come

[Outro: Dave East + Beanie Sigel]
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come
You said you wanted the real back well here it come

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Time ticking – Juelz Santana feat. Dave East lyrics

Lyrics Juelz Santana – Time ticking

We just getting to the money, why they hating?
This a real nigga celebration
Getting to this paper, getting to this paper
Shitting on a hater, shitting on a hater
We just getting to this money, why they hating?
This a real nigga celebration
Getting to this paper, getting to this paper
Shitting on a hater, shitting on a hater.(time ticking)

I’m a boss nigga so I need a boss b*tch
G5 to Dubai, that’s a boss trip
Blew a couple mil, still up on that Forbes List
Skydweller on the watch, that’s a boss wrist
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?

Time ticking, gotta get it, where that money at?
You know if I front you that I need that money back (ASAP)
You know how I’m coming if I got to come for that
Double back, yeah somebody body getting mummy wrapped
I come from hand to hands and the bundle stacked
Fell in love with flipping grams and what come with that
Y’all in love with Instagram and them double taps
Finger on the trigger, you won’t like it when I double tap
I’m Rowdy Rebel, I got more stones than Barney Rubble
Boss b*tch and that pus*y tastes like Fruity Pebbles
Forbes List how we get it cause we never settle
For them bands, make ‘em rock and roll with this heavy metal
New levels, new devils, flooded all the bezels
The plot thickens, time ticking but my Rollie don’t
In the Rolls blowing smoke ‘til I catch the holy ghost
Keep it close, this a celebration, real niggas toast.

I’m a boss nigga so I need a boss b*tch
G5 to Dubai, that’s a boss trip
Blew a couple mil, still up on that Forbes List
Skydweller on the watch, that’s a boss wrist
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?

Time ticking, this 40 will have your spine shifting
I’m used to fathering niggas so I don’t mind children
I was in and out of court, I had LeBron vision
Came a long way from that lo mien and that orange chicken
Free Rowdy, free Bobby, all my niggas ‘bout it
Inside the foreign cloudy, all I know is count it
I got my city bouncin’, they lovin’ my aura
Ain’t hard to tell I’m from the border, started with quarters
I was 19, we was tryna get it on the night scene
Visions of that white beam, NBA pipe dreams
Dropped out of college, now I get the coupe drop
Coke was in my tube sock, right in Pooh spot.

I’m a boss nigga so I need a boss b*tch
G5 to Dubai, that’s a boss trip
Blew a couple mil, still up on that Forbes List
Skydweller on the watch, that’s a boss wrist
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?
Time ticking nigga, where my money at?

If I ain’t picking up I’m probably getting head
If she ain’t picking up she probably giving head
Stay with this fully loaded nine and a hot vixen
Drop top, getting top in it versuri-lyrics.info
Colorblind hoodie off white
Jacket and Armani denim
Niggas know I’m flier than ‘em, they admiring ‘em
Fendi monster, I think I’m frightening ‘em
Fear of God, they fear the god, I’m Christ to ‘em

Oriental women, oriental coke
Oriental denim, oriental dope
Japan tricks, I’m sipping, making my man sick
I’m a boss, kidnap ‘em and set the ransom
I slide up in these spots, they say I’m handsome now
Used to be all gooned up, we probably dancing now
This that light too bright, ma put your camera down
I be with Drama and Cannon out in Atlanta now.

I’m a boss nigga so I need a boss b*tch
G5 to Dubai, that’s a boss trip
Blew a couple mil, still up on that Forbes List
Skydweller on the watch, that’s a boss wrist
Timeee ticking nigga, where my money at?
Timeee ticking nigga, where my money at?
Timeee ticking nigga, where my money at?
Timeee ticking nigga, where my money attt?
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Push it – Dave East lyrics

Lyrics Dave East – Push it

I’m just a bad motherf*cker
I’ll bring Stacey Dash up to Rucker
I ain’t got no rep for these suckers
I’m plotting on pushing supply what you cut up.(push it)
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Trey Songz feat. Dave East – 93 Unleaded Lyrics

(Chorus – Trey Songz)
Feel like it’s 93
I ain’t tryna get you off
Baby come ride with me
I ain’t tryna get you off
Get you so fly to me
I ain’t tryna get you off
I just feel like you the one, you the one
I can bet you are
Feel like it’s 93
I ain’t tryna get you off
Baby come ride with me
I ain’t tryna get you off
Get you so fly to me
I ain’t tryna get you off
I just feel like you the one, you the one
I can bet you are no, no, no

(Verse 1 – Trey Songz)
Look at your hair, look at your pose
Yeah, look at your nails, look at your toes, girl
Body on…mo, come here
Got a ni**a frooze like a lil’ baby deer, god damn
Baby you’re cool like this time of year
Girl, you hot as motherf**k it feels squeezier
You don’t need a chair sit it down right here
And if you want it all, you can get that there
See you like to read, let me get between the pages
Know you like to work out, I can spot by your squad
Notice these other girls, they ain’t got what you got

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge – Dave East)
Money I got plenty, girl it’s nothing, I could spend it all on you
When I spread all on you
Money I got plenty, girl it’s nothing, I could spend it all on you
When I spread all on you

(Verse 2 – Trey Songz)
Ay, look at your body, babe, look in my eyes
Ay, bi**h I’mma fast ay, between your thighs
My lips on yours, drip drip some mo
All of my time, I’m going down
Tryna find your spot, I’m tryna keep it there
I be going deep, so baby be prepared
So sexy I need that, yeah

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3 – Dave East)
93, you gotta f**k wanna ride with me
I look like I hit the lottery, only with ni**as that die for me
I used to be at with all the hammers and all the scammers
And all where the powder be
You hate it, so f**k your apology
You see that red stripe on my Prada tee
I jump out the Rover now
Fully loaded, ain’t hard to see, I’ve been took over now
Same bi**hes wouldn’t even pay attention
I can bend them over, choke em now
Bottom of my teeth golden now
Only back was I can roll a pound
Homies locked up, I can’t hold ’em down
Got Givenchy stars on my shoulder now
New crib, new bi**h, true crib, whip like a bowling ball
Eves Saint Laurent or the Dolce shades, I don’t even know though, sure
Only if she bad I might see it
Full of Henney, so I might eat it
Only socks and my wife beat her
Brain better than a mind reader

(Repeat Chorus)

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Dave East – What A Year

[Verse: Dave East]
(East side, wo!)
I like my women to be pure, no Juicy Couture
Outfits down south, trips for raw i’m tryna get more
I hid the pistol In the store right under the chips
My outfit come with a grip, in love with her lips
I just to hide the work in her mother crib
Things changes now I don’t even know where her mother live
She don’t call me Dave East, address me by my government
Told me pay my taxes before you owe the government
Complexion mocha, inner section with smokers
Face mean I bet you nigga never approach her
Told the homie I had to kill it for the culture
I come to compliment not insult ya, I can coach ya
Give you the play it’s hard to give you a day
Couple hours blowing sour you know I’m not finna stay
Them other niggas is cowards, I promise they in the way
Couple dollars let’s pick us a [?] so we can play
Now we gettin’ massages, forgings and them garages
I’ve been having ménages, princess cuts is flawless
Just to sit the truck you got to be gorgeous
You bad without speakin’ ma you ain’t got to be talkin’
She’s like a [] leaking all on my seats
We get tired of the city our weekends be on the beach
We creepin’ in and out the sheets, she was in and out the jep
I turn women out to freaks, I was in her mouth this week
I’ve got a million mouths to feed, that’s why i’m in and out these streets
A hundred bitches on my line, but i’m just in and out these beats
Brought the hammer everywhere ’cause we was in and out beef
My little L.A. bitch had me eating In ‘n Out for weeks
First class to LaGuardia I’m right back to New York time
A lot of niggas renting their jewelry, but I bought mine
Mind the of trap, you can’t double back if you cross lines
Them forty fives jam so this time I only bought nines
Niggas only respect homicide and chalk lines
Talking ’bout the coupe, I’m tryna Porsche mine
I’m tryna hurt the strip, them little baggies just to hurt the tip
Crack smoke my clothes before I even learned to whip
No handouts I don’t wan’t it if I ain’t earnin’ it
Weed and pills I was servin’ it, jumpin’ out of suburban
All ice like George Gervin, on flights I lost service
Your type be all nervous, the Maybach got orange curtains
And I’m just on my Birking, what you hearing in these verses the same nigga in person
Cuzzo doing the stretch, he caught 8 of off ‘caine purchase
Niggas claim they the hottest they music I ain’t heard it
Guess it ain’t worth it
That shit you be doing just ain’t working
I got a different lawyer they came with the same verdict
And I can get you broad day light, like Wayne Perry
Potato on the witnesses saying that they ain’t heard it

[Speaking]
Only the real recognize what I’m doing. From the bottom, nowhere else but up, million dollar deal, did that. Need millions for all my niggas, gang. Fuck happened to D’Angelo this that shit, East Side, uh! New year, new money, new diamonds, no new niggas! hahah

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Dave East feat. Corey Finesse – Vagabond (remix) Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Dave East)
I done stumbled on a hundred racks
Used to treat the trap like a running back
Nothing but hundred thousand I was done with packs
Hundred million ni**a I be done with rap
You snitch loving, b**hes love a rat
Hard to kick the habit cause she love the crack
Corey ni**a they gon run this back
If you f**k my bi**h, I don’t want her back
I’m a vagabond got no
Bring it to your door like it’s domino’s
Hundred dollar gets your baby momma blown
Word to freaky glad my ni**a Dolla home
I know you drink, but bi**h, I gotta smoke
I know you see me with a lot of locs
Know you see me get a lot of doh
I can’t fit it in my wallet, ho
Sak pasé I’ve seen a lotta yay
I ain’t giving beats I ain’t Dr. Dre
You ain’t got to listen to me ni**a
Guarantee you hearing what this choppa say
Shower Posse with the shotty gang
Finessen on em Louis dressing on em
N’ap boule, I make a model pay
I know they want a picture
But they gotta wait, I’m a vagabond

(Chorus – Corey Finesse)
Vagabond, vagabond that’s no lie I got a lotta dough
Adios, Adios shmoney calling me like vamanos
Wish I could stay but bi**h it’s time to go
I done stumbled on a pot of gold
Dress my bi**h up in designer clothes
Flexing on em got a lot of dough
Vagabond, vagabond that’s no lie I got a lotta dough
Adios, Adios shmoney calling me like vamanos
Wish I could stay but bitch it’s time to go
I done stumbled on a pot of gold
Dress my bi**h up in designer clothes
Flexing on em got a lot of dough

(Verse 2 – Corey Finesse)
Finessen school i made the honor roll
My shorty said I got a lot of hoes
Can’t even lie I got a lot of those
Then I pick em like eney miny, moe
Only cause I got a lot of dough
And they know what this hitting fo

(Repeat Verse 3 & Repeat Chorus)