48 Bar Rap – Chris Brown


Jahlil Beats, holla at me

Yeah, leggo

It’s what they wanted right?

Black shades, dark tint

Your girl, nigga, I get it in

Stick shiftin’, switchin’ and burnin’ out in the Benz

Wood grippin’, kissin’ all of they model friends

Mr. Dolo (Dolo), with a bunch of freaks

And you know they get the party bouncin’ like a pogo

I’m in slow mo

But fast forward me to the part where me and your girl underneath the sheets

Just keep your eyes on

Got a whole bunch of niggas behind me wearin’ red, Verizon

New money, I get my super size on

I like a long hair, bad chick, thighs long

Haha, knowin’ all the words to my songs

And she fuckin’ every girl that’s in my phone

Ha ha, I’m-I’m-I’m so fly

Flight miles up ’cause I’m so high

Huh, lil’ nigga get your cheese up

Black Ice on my neck, make you freeze up

Oh, you worried ’bout me? Go figure

I ain’t sweatin’ it, fuck them old niggas

Lambo’, Range Rove’, with my pants low

I got the audience clappin’ like a backboard

She put her hands up and then I stand up

And get to workin’ on the pole like a dancer

I double up, I call it double Dutch

Two girls at the same time, what the fuck?

Rabbit foot in the air ’cause my luck is up

Bring the first aid out ’cause I’m cuttin’ up

Bang, bang, now that’s some G shit

No chain gang, like I’m really on some free shit

They jaw dropped, I’m leavin’ niggas speechless

World premiere, get a sneak peek, bitch

I’m great, today is a new day

Fuckin’ with me, do the moonwalk on your face

No games, I’m oh so serious

And y’all niggas straight pussy, period

They say a singer can’t rap, I ain’t hearin’ it

‘Cause after these couple songs. I been killin’ shit

Oh no, niggas sayin’ I’m loco

But they Pinocchio niggas, watch they nose grow

It’s Young Money, shout-out my nigga Tyga too

They on their first mixtape, I’m on volume two

Turn me up, I’ll show you what a tiger do

And I’ma rip this beat up like lion food

Louis luggage and the case for the passport

I don’t buy shit, nigga. I ask for it

I’m the freshest, I’m the best

I suggest that I get it off my motherfuckin’ chest, Breezy

Breaking Down the Bravado of “48 Bar Rap”

In “48 Bar Rap,” Chris Brown confidently steps into the rap arena, delivering a rapid-fire barrage of clever wordplay, high-flying boasts, and unfiltered swagger. The lyrics spotlight his lavish lifestyle—luxury cars, designer brands, and a nonstop party atmosphere—while also highlighting his versatility as both a singer and rapper. Brown addresses critics head-on, challenging the notion that a singer can’t hold his own in the rap game. Throughout, he weaves in playful metaphors and self-assured punchlines, reinforcing his status at the top of the music world. The track is a display of bravado, charisma, and the seamless blending of R&B and hip-hop sensibilities.

Song Credits

  • Artist: Chris Brown
  • Songwriters: Chris Brown

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