Lyrics:
[Intro: Chris Brown]
Oh, you're 'bout to catch a flow
It'll be so lovely, so lovely
Think I should tell you
Tell you how it goes
You chillin' with the sak'
Sak' or that purple
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
One hit, take me away
To another time, another space, another day
One more hit, blow me away
I could find another place
So you can find another way
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Doin' all the same stuff beside your boy
By the time I stepped through the door
I just wanna really tell you how I feel
Nobody else wants to keep it real
All the pretty girls steppin' on the scene
Who can dress their ass off and their walk is mean
All they wanna do is get up on the floor
But the real cool people don't dance anymore
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter]
They just glidin', they glidin'
They glidin', they glidin'
Just glidin', they glidin'
They glidin', they glidin'
They-
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
She's fazed, he's in a daze
Thirsty girls look around
While the others frown, not doin' anything
So get your kicks in whatever way
Then let me tell you to your face
'Cause it's a shame to let it go to waste
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter]
Doin' all the same stuff beside your boy
By the time, I stepped through the door
I just wanna really tell you how I feel
Nobody else wants to keep it real
All the pretty girls steppin' on the scene
Who can dress their ass off and their walk is mean
All they wanna do is get up on the floor
But the really cool people don't dance anymore
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter]
They just glidin', they glidin'
They glidin', they glidin'
Just glidin', they glidin'
They glidin', they glidin'
They-
[Bridge: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter, Chris Brown]
Sometimes people think that they can fool the world into believin'
That they are original, but they are only posers, so I
Find a place in my mind where nobody else can go
Driftin', floatin', glidin'
So meet me there
[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa, Chris Brown]
Huh, now a nigga glidin'
Do it from the front, back to the side and
I gotta roll one up 'fore a nigga try and
Blow a couple hunnid, you might think it's stuntin'
But to me it's really nothin', oh
Who you came with? (With)
Who the ones spendin' money like it ain't shit? (Shit)
Me, and I'm poppin' champagne
Hella niggas in here rollin' with me throwin' up the gang (Up the gang)
Um
You ain't gotta ask, already know
You don't need a grinder 'cause they already rolled
And everythin' I blow is potent in the air
'Cause me and Breezy got 'em floatin' (Haha)
What you smokin'?
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter, Wiz Khalifa, Chris Brown]
Glidin', they glidin' (Hahaha)
They glidin', they glidin' (Oh, we glidin')
Glidin', they glidin'
They glidin', they glidin' (Say we're glidin', baby)
Glidin', they glidin' (Glidin')
They glidin', they glidin' (Yeah, we glidin')
Glidin', they glidin' (Say we're glidin')
They glidin', they glidin' (Oh yeah, we glidin')
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Candyapple, Holly
Chiefin' like a molly
It'll be so lovely, so lovely
We came to party
Girl, your gettin' naughty
But your friends too ugly to fuck with me
Let me reframe 'cause these paper planes got my brain, stained
I'm trippin', mayne (Trippin', mayne)
Me and my gang in here super fucked up off the same thing
I need my shades (I need my shades)