Man it hit like drama, Chris - Rihanna

 

A tow-time' trifling show, oh

 

In the dark like vader, off my radar

 

Swi-swi-swiitchin' you go

 

The repetitious dirty Pictures in my he-e-ead

 

Got me thinking where your freedom le-e-ed

 

Left me lyin' Close yo dyin' in my be-e-ed

 

But i'm not dead-ead

 

 

 

I'm gonna hit that shop

 

Gonna pop that tag

 

Gonna grab my kicks

 

Gonna handle my bis

 

Gonna act a fool

 

Gonna lose my cool

 

Gonna get that chick

 

Like you did, like you did, like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist

 

 

 

See i broke like bottles, i starved like models

 

For eight straight Days on the couch, ouch

 

But i'm far from bitter, i'm not no quitter

 

Yeah i'm the type of a guy

 

To rune amok to  bring the ruckus like the wu-u-uh

 

To run 'em over 'til i'm over you-ou-ou

 

To go bananas like a monkey in a zoo-o-o-o

 

But  i'm not through-ough

 

 

 

I'm gonna hit that shop

 

Gonna pop that tag

 

Gonna grab my kicks

 

Gonna handle my bis

 

Gonna act a fool

 

Gonna lose my cool

 

Gonna get that chick

 

Like you did, like you did, like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist

 

 

 

(ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah i'm gonna  ah, ah, ah, ah,  i'm gonna ah, ah,)

 

 

 

I'm gonna hit that shop

 

Gonna pop that tag

 

Gonna grab my kicks

 

Gonna handle my bis

 

Gonna act a fool

 

Gonna lose my cool

 

Gonna get that chick

 

Like you did, like you did, like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist

 

Like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist