Big Sean – What Goes Around Song Lyrics

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Understand, I am
The renowned, newest talk of the town
When errybody talk and just keeps on talkin’ about
Wassup? Tellin’ girls “You should call if you down”
And if my phone doesn’t ring, then leave it after the pound
‘Cause I be up in the air, more than I do on the ground
My city is on my hat, and I’m wearin’ it like a crown (Westside)
You’re now rockin’ wit’ somebody on they f-ckin’ bidness
Watch me do it big, no pun intended (Boi)
See, I done seen nights turn to days
Love turn to hate, hugs turn to laids
Niggas turn to sirs, Andre to Spades
‘Cause when it turns real, that’s when everybody turns fake
Instead of sayin’ f-ck all ‘a y’all and turning away
Man, I was cool enough to say “F-ck it” and let ‘em stay
F-ck, I hate to say I told you so
So buying rounds is my way of saying “Told you, ho”

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Now, I can’t tell what’s a better accessory
My new watch, or the chick that’s standin’ right next to me
Killin’ niggas at rap, but being the man’s my specialty
I love shitting on all my exes especially
Double shots, then re-reload
Let’s toast to the interns that made it to CEO
Boss player, collectin’ every single check that’s owed out
Puttin’ on a show until everything is sold out
Man, I’m chillin’ wit’ Jays, ‘Ye’s, and Common Senses
It’s crazy when legends are peers and your competition
I would hate to be a almost nigga
I call ya that, ’cause you gossip like y’all almost bitches
You know, went to school with Jay, and was almost Jigga
Or hooped against LeBron and would almost get ‘im
Y’all niggas make me realize how good almost isn’t
Would hate to look back on my life and say “I almost did it”
F-ck that, reflectin’ on the last chain I bought
They on my tracks, waitin’ on the next train of thought
Visualizin’ how the crown might be
Got the whole rap game tryna sound like me

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

This dedicated to my ex girls, both of ‘em
It’s also dedicated to everybody who be talkin’ shit behind my back
And then when I see y’all, y’all act like “Awww, I’m so happy for you”
That’s some bitch-ass shit, nigga

Understand that what goes around comes around
(This also dedicated to everybody who’s f-ckin’ winnin’ today)
And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
(Everybody gettin’ it)
(After niggas said you couldn’t get it)

Understand that what goes around comes around
And I don’t ever wanna come down
(G.O.O.D. Music and the best)
So, baby, tell me who the best
(No I.D.!)

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Chris Brown Ft. Big Sean & Timbaland – Paper Scissors Rock Lyrics

[Timbaland]
Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowing up my heart then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either you ?, don’t know what you got got got
I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Is you crazy, did you lose it
Are you stupid, are you foolish
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you playing
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away
throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
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[Timbaland]
Well I can take you back to the spot you was ?
Make ‘em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
Climb up on this boat and show me how you ?

I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably night
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

[Big Sean]
Okay woah there, woah there, is you noodle
Cock-a-doodle
Are you crazy, crazy, crazy bitch
Did you knock a couple screws loose?
I know what time it is, only cause you *cuckoo*
I got bitches jumping for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
Are you tryna leave, ay you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
You’s a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
And you gave me heads and tails
Throw it at me baby, I be the wishing well
For real though, I know our shits not perfect
We connected in our space where our love’s written in cursive
Put that rock up on your finger
Paper in your hands
But you can’t cut me out
Bitch this aint no game

[Chris Brown - Chorus]