Petty Lyrics by Chris Brown is latest English song with music also given by Rykeyz. Petty song lyrics are written by Rykeyz, Teezio, Jamal Gaines, Elliott Trent, Ellery “EMack” McKinney, Jughead, Chris Brown.
Petty Song Detail
| Song Name: | Petty |
| Singer: | Chris Brown |
| Composer: | Rykeyz |
| Lyrics by: | Rykeyz, Teezio, Jamal Gaines, Elliott Trent, Ellery “EMack” McKinney, Jughead, Chris Brown |
| Music Label: | Chris Brown Entertainment, RCA Records |
Petty Lyrics
I’m sorry for all the sh!T that I did
I was super creeping
All your girls should’ve known (should’ve known)
Now I’m having flashbacks when I had that
Thinking about where it could’ve gone
So can we take it back to the beginning?
I know you can’t forget, but am I forgiven?
And even though you called it quits
I wasn’t finished
I’m ready to take you serious
Ain’t playing no games, I’m done
I’ll treat you second to none
Make you my number one
But why you gotta be so petty?
Might have told a couple lies, too many
When you done playing, I’ma come get it
It won’t end if we don’t let it
But why you gotta bе so petty?
Might have told a couple liеs, too many
When you done playing, I’ma come get it
It don’t gotta end if we don’t let it
Baby, pick up your phone, yeah!
Oh! Why you got me over here alone?
Yeah! (alone)
How you only gonna give me one try?
Love only happens like that sometimes
My heart beat for you like a drumline, babe
Don’t let our love run dry
I’m ready to take you serious
Ain’t playing no games, I’m done (yeah!)
I’ll treat you second to none
Make you my number one (but why?)
But why you gotta be so petty?
Might have told a couple lies, too many
When you done playing, I’ma come get it (oh)
It won’t end if we don’t let it (oh)
But why you gotta be so petty? (why you gotta be?)
Might have told a couple lies, too many (oh)
And when you done playing, I’ma come get it (oh)
It don’t gotta end if we don’t let it (oh)
Baby, pick up your phone (yeah!), yeah!
Oh! Why you got me over here alone? Yeah!
How you put everything on me when you lie?
I don’t point fingers, babe, I choose sides
Petty fighting, breakups
Then you blowing my phone up
With your petty lies, b!Tch, grow up
Stop all the fighting, give up
Girl, I don’t lie about who I love
Baby, I’m stuck
But why you gotta be so petty?
Might have told a couple lies, too many
When you done playing, I’ma come get it (oh)
It won’t end if we don’t let it (oh)
But why you gotta be so petty?
Might have told a couple lies, too many (yeah!)
When you done playing, I’ma come get it (oh)
It don’t gotta end if we don’t let it
Baby, pick up your phone, yeah!
Oh! Why you got me over here alone?
Yeah! (alone)