Chris Brown – Picture Perfect Remix ft Bow Wow & Hurricane Chris

Talented singer, Chris Brown linked up with Bow Wow and Hurricane Chris to create the official remix of his song titled “Picture Perfect”.

This amazing and melodious record comes out from the expanded edition of his top charting album project dubbed “Exclusive” which he officially released on 6 November 2007.

Use this amazing piece of tune and cool your heartbeat anytime you feel rough and sad.

Listen up below!.

DOWNLOAD Chris Brown Picture Perfect (Remix) MP3

LYRICS

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Picture Perfect, Hurricane Chris, Bow Weezy

Chris Brown, remix, go

 

You might’ve seen her on every cover

Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me

Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go

Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me

 

Hot damn, let me tell you man (Uh)

She looks so good I’ma say it again (Uh)

So good that I can’t explain

When she do what she do, she’s gon’ do her thing

Over here Ms. Lane (Oh)

Come on, get fly with a Superman (Oh)

You ain’t got to worry, I won’t play no games

Baby, tonight, yeah

 

So don’t front, you know you wanna stay

It’s all fun, yeah, yeah, so, baby, come and play

 

It’s picture perfect, the way you work it, girl

What’s your purpose? ‘Cause I deserve it, girl, oh

Before we get into something crazy

All you fellas back up off my lady

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Oh)

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Oh)

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Ain’t nobody)

Get you one ’cause I got that, got that (Ooh)

It’s the way she wears her clothes, her beauty overload

The definition of a star

 

You might’ve seen her on every cover

Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me

Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go (Hurricane)

Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me

 

Say lil’ mama, lemme holla ’cause I’m feelin’ dirty

Gotta get you up in a position, have you feelin’ flirty (Ha)

And you already know my status, I’ll be back to the feelin’

Back of the club, instead of hollerin’, I’ma get it (Okay)

H-U double R-I to the cane (Ayy)

Hop in my whip and let me beat it out the frame (Bang)

Pull it to put your back in, I can beat it up in flames

I can hit your chick from a distance (Ayy)

I hit it and quit it, she probably won’t let you hit it (Ha ha)

I got a lot of money, that don’t mean that I’m a trick (Nuh-uh)

That Lamborghini match the yellow diamonds on my wrist

You ain’t on a level to be talkin’ ’bout my chick (Nope)

She don’t wanna holla, don’t still be your sidekick

I don’t wanna holla so I told her like this (Ha)

Baby, how you doing? I’m Chris and that’s Chris (Ha ha), like that

 

Get you one ’cause I got that one

Get you one ’cause I got that one

Get you one ’cause I got that one

Get you one ’cause I got that, got that

 

You might’ve seen her on every cover

Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me

Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go

Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me (Ayo Bow, where you comin’ from?)

 

Hot fresh off the UCP tour (Right)

Say you got girls, but I bet I got way more (True)

Who you know who get girls quite like this, man? (Ha)

My girls cover King, Magazine, and Blackman (Damn)

When it comes to the chicks, they just like me (Right)

I ain’t gotta ask, they just do it like Nike (Go)

Huh, see if you want one, bet I got ’em (Yeah)

Bow make ’em yell, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout college (Nah)

I do girls like I do my clothes

I wear ’em one time then I go back for more (Okay)

‘Cause she want me to trick, but I don’t do that though (Uh-uh)

And if your man get lost like the TV show, skidaddle

She came through, I gave Chris her friends (What up, Chris?)

You can dream though, my shawty a ten, ya dig, yeah

 

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)

Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)

Get you one ’cause I got that, got that (Ooh)

It’s the way she wears her clothes, her beauty overload

The definition of a star

Low key, my energy on E

Bright lights and cameras flash like it’s the police

She spilled her drink on my Polo fleece

She’s speedin’, and she all on me

Came to the party with a bunch of OGs

Ladies wearin’ Crown Holders and a bunch of Coogi

Now they lookin’ and the fellas know what I got

Can’t nobody get her but me

Flyest thing in this spot

Prettiest thing that you ever seen

Hold up, wait, stop

Wanna take her picture, you ain’t gon’ get it for free

Do you got what it takes to get down?

Lil’ mama, the way she workin’, she breakin’ it to the ground

She twerkin’ and workin’ her body, hypnotic just to the sound

Can’t nobody get her but me

 

Can’t nobody get her but me

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