Why you up in here starting drama?
Cutie got the booty with the curve like a comma
We can disappear, M.I.A. until tomorrow
We can get—
(Babey Drew, turn it up)
Why you up in here starting drama?
Cutie got the—
Baby, I see you over there in your zone
You know this might work though
I’m in my zone too, man
Why you up in here starting drama?
Cutie got the booty with the curve like a comma
We can disappear, M.I.A. until tomorrow
We can get down
Feels like I should be throwing hunnid dollar bills when you pass me
You know what’s on my mind, girl, you ain’t gotta ask me
I don’t need no digits, I ain’t come to do no math
I just wanna get gone
I got you, baby girl, so you can relax, the way you do that
Girl, the way you move that, how they let you do that?
You know I’m on a mission, I ain’t tryna get missin’
I’m tryna get lost
Lose all your girlfriends you came with
And I ain’t gotta tell the homies where I’m going, girl
We can go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
Turn off the phone, baby girl, you won’t need it
Nobody’s gon’ be able to reach you this evening, girl
‘Cause we gon’ go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
Goddamn, I love the way you fit them Dolce & Gabannas (Gabannas)
The way she dancing, make me wanna get behind her (Behind her)
We can take a cruise off of Gilligan’s Island
And just get lost
I got that mister high money, I’m your skipper and your doctor
We can light it up and blast off like a rocket
Gone in the wind, we grown, ain’t nobody watching
We can get lost
I got you, baby girl, so you can relax, the way you do that
Girl, the way you move that, how they let you do that?
You know I’m on a mission, I ain’t tryna get missin’
I’m tryna get lost
Lose all your girlfriends you came with (Hey)
And I ain’t gotta tell the homies where I’m going, girl
We can go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL (Go)
A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL (Go, go)
Turn off the phone, baby girl, you won’t need it (Hey)
Nobody’s gon’ be able to reach you this evening, girl
‘Cause we gon’ go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL (AWOL)
A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
(Ooh) We about to while out now
(Ooh) Let it all hang out now
(Ooh) Ain’t no turning back around now
(Ooh) It’s going all the way down now
(Ooh) Ain’t nobody gotta know, follow me and I can take you there
(Ooh) Don’t worry ’bout the time, it’s irrelevant, we can do it anywhere
(Ooh) We can do this real nasty
Put your legs up in the air (Ooh), air, air, air
Lose all your girlfriends you came with
And I ain’t gotta tell the homies where I’m going, girl
We can go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL (Hey)
A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Turn off the phone, baby girl, you won’t need it
Nobody’s gon’ be able to reach you this evening, girl
(Gonna be able to reach you now)
‘Cause we gon’ go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
We gon’ go A-A-A-A-AWOL-W-W-WOL-WOL
Baby, I’m the first captain, you my sergeant
Damn right, I’m tryna get you wetter than New Orleans
I ain’t tryna beat it up, I’m tryna just massage it
Up against the wall
Oh, oh
O-o-oh, oh
Oh, oh
O-o-oh, oh
Escaping Reality: The Allure of Going “AWOL”
Chris Brown’s “AWOL” is a sultry anthem that centers around the thrill of breaking away from the ordinary and indulging in spontaneous passion. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of two people disconnecting from their surroundings—turning off phones, leaving friends behind, and vanishing into the night together. Brown’s playful wordplay and catchy chorus amplify the sense of adventure, while he admires the subject’s confidence and allure, referencing luxury fashion and carefree dancing. The track’s repetition of “A-A-A-A-AWOL” mimics both the urgency and excitement of this escape, making it a perfect soundtrack for anyone craving a little rebellion and romance.
Song Credits
- Artist: Chris Brown
- Songwriters: Chris Brown, Baby Drew