No Guidance
Lyrics:
[English]
(suspenseful music starts)
(police sirens)
- Wuss! Don't just stand there.
Yo, it is so many vibes in here. Pfft.
But look, my boy's here tonight and it has to go down.
It's going down. Promise. I promise you.
- It's some work in here.
- Huh.
- [Friend] About to go crazy tonight.
- [Chris] What?
- [Friend] I just hope that boy isn't here.
- Oh boy.
- Yeah.
- You don't need to worry about that nigga', bro.
There's always me man, come on.
- Aiight, aiight.
- Okay, okay.
Please. Enter at your own risk.
(intro music starts)
♪ Don't even wanna go back home ♪
♪ Ayy ♪
♪ Trips that you plan for the next whole week ♪
♪ Bands too long for a nigga so cheap ♪
♪ And your flex OD, and your sex OD ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, ayy ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got, yeah ♪
♪ Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin' ♪
♪ You just took it off the lot, no mileage ♪
♪ Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent ♪
♪ Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent ♪
♪ Flew the coop at seventeen, no guidance ♪
♪ You be stayin' low but you know what the vibes is ♪
♪ Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest ♪
♪ Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you're poppin', yeah ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, ayy ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it ♪
♪ Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin ♪
♪ No nine to five, put the work in ♪
♪ Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me, you're perfect ♪
♪ Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl, oh-oh ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, girl, ooh ♪
♪ I don't wanna play no games, play no games ♪
♪ Fuck around, give you my last name, oh ♪
♪ Know you tired of the same damn thing ♪
♪ That's okay 'cause, baby, you ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, ayy ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it ♪
♪ You the only one I'm tryna make love to ♪
♪ Pickin' and choosin' ♪
♪ They ain't really love you, runnin' games, usin' ♪
♪ All your stupid exes, they gon' call again ♪
♪ Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in ♪
♪ Don't let them niggas try you, test your patience ♪
♪ Tell 'em that it's over, ain't no debatin', uh ♪
♪ All you need is me playin' on your playlist ♪
♪ You ain't gotta be frustrated ♪
♪ I don't wanna play no games, play no games, oh ♪
♪ Fuck around, give you my last name ♪
♪ Know you tired of the same damn thing, same damn thing ♪
♪ That's okay 'cause, baby, you ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, oh, ooh, ayy ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, got it ♪
♪ I don't wanna ♪
(suspenseful music)
- He told me to tell you, that you the type to
Instagram your breakfast in the morning.
- No, I don't.
- He told me to tell you, your man still wears
True Religions and Polo tees.
(crowd laughs)
- Aiight.
- He told me to tell you, you the type to text a girl
I'm cute and in person-
- I got it, I got it, I got it.
- So what's it gon' be?
- A dance battle!
(crowd cheers)
- I got this, I got this, I- I got it, it's all good.
♪ Play no games, no ♪
♪ Freaky, freaky ♪
♪ I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me, woo, woo ♪
♪ You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie, no, sweet ♪
♪ Sweet like Pearland, sweet like Peachtree, like that ♪
♪ I can tell you crazy ♪
♪ But shit kind of intrigue me, no, yeah, I like that ♪
♪ Seen it on the 'Gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami ♪
♪ I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely ♪
♪ But you could lock it down ♪
♪ I could tell by how you treat me ♪
♪ I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy ♪
♪ Good to have me on your side ♪
♪ I ain't sayin' that you need me, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy, no, no, no ♪
♪ I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't wanna play no games, play no games ♪
♪ I don't wanna, I don't wanna ♪
♪ I don't wanna play no games, play no games ♪
♪ I don't, I don't ♪
♪ I don't, I don't ♪
♪ No ♪
- Ooh, wow. Chris Brown, dancer extraordinaire.
Wow, whoa, whoa, pft. Right?
Who's time is it now though?
Who's time is it, king? Tell 'em.
- Drake.
- Yeah, that's right boy! Let's go.
Wassup. How you get your music so loud,
it's not even speakers out here?
Charles, play off my phone.
Play off my phone, it's all good. Right?
Play off my phone, yeah. Play off my phone, bro.
Off my phone, you know the code. You know the code.
(typing phone code)
It's all good. I don't even need music.
I don't need music. All right, pfft.
It's my time now. (breathes)
Just remember, just remember, you requested this.
Special request, live request 1-0-6 and Park type.
Mm, ohh. You know what's coming out first?
The snake, the snake is coming out first.
Oh, Breezy the snake is coming out.
What's gon' happen, sss. Ooh, excuse me.
I'm around you already. Oh, I'm 360 wit' this.
I'm 360 with- that right there. Ah.
Krump, ooh, ooh. Ah, oh.
Wassup, wassup. Life in New York.
Wassup wit' that. Wassup, that Krump?
- [Girl In Background] I'm out of here.
- You want that West Coast? You want that West Coast?
Wassup, ah! Oh your heart beat now? This got you nervous?
Oh you nervous boy? (makes sound)
(mimics heart beat)
Wassup. No?
Huh? Stop it? Yeah.
Not bad? Not bad, right?
You the real deal, I gotta give it to you.
(shakes hand)
- Are we good?
- Yeah let's bring it in, for one.
Bring it in for one, man.
- Aiight bro.
- It's all good.
- What kind of dance moves though?
- F'real?
- Yeah.
Pretty bad.
- Ah, it was like a 60-40, whatever.
- [Chris] Nah.
- It was bad?
- [Chris] Real bad.
- Anyway man, I'm gonna be out. My people-
- Yeah, I think they left you but-
- All right, wassup.
Ooh ladies, don't forget your mans Drake.
Drake. Red team. Red-
- [Chris] Light skin niggas need to stick together, bro.
- I got you, I got you. I was just-
♪ Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, girl, ooh ♪
♪ I don't wanna play no games, play no games ♪
♪ Fuck around, give you my last name, oh ♪
♪ Know you tired of the same damn thing ♪
♪ That's okay 'cause, baby, you ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it, ayy ♪
♪ You got it, girl, you got it ♪
- He told me to tight-, the tet-, a girl, to to
(Chris laughs)
- [Chris] It's so good.
- [Background] You got it, you got it man.
- [Chris] You got it, man.
You got it.
- [Drake] Take your time, take your time.
- Ain't no rush, we all here, we're all actin'.
I ain't really mean. I ain't got a mean face. I'm actin'.
(crew laughs and cheers)
Vocabulary in this song:
Vocabulary | Meanings |
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home /hoʊm/ A1 |
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plan /plæn/ A2 |
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flex /fleks/ B1 |
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pretty /ˈprɪti/ A1 |
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thing /θɪŋ/ A1 |
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bag /bæɡ/ A1 |
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wild /waɪld/ A2 |
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vibes /vaɪbz/ B2 |
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guidance /ˈɡaɪdəns/ B2 |
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modest /ˈmɒdɪst/ B2 |
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flaws /flɔːz/ B2 |
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perfect /ˈpɜːrfɪkt/ B1 |
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tired /ˈtaɪərd/ A2 |
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love /lʌv/ A1 |
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real /riːəl/ A2 |
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patience /ˈpeɪʃns/ B2 |
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crazy /ˈkreɪzi/ A2 |
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lock /lɒk/ A2 |
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easy /ˈiːzi/ A1 |
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Grammar
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