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feat. Tyga |
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[Intro] |
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I need you (x8) |
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[Hook: Chris Brown] |
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We poppin' like ayo |
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All my ******* got real hair chilling with the top down |
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Screaming like ayo |
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I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around |
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******* ‘em both like ayo |
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I'm a bougie ass ******* left the roof at home |
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We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo |
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But don't be acting like I need you |
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[Verse 1: Tyga] |
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Ahhh! Aye babe this my new *******t |
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I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing |
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If it don't make dollars it don't make sense |
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Z, wake up like I gotta get it |
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And I got an engine for a trunk space |
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I get money three ways, ******* ******* three ways |
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7 different foreigns plus she no hablé |
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But I make that ******* walk with some cheesecake |
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Yeah, I'm the coldest *******, icy |
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Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me |
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She too into me, I'm more into money |
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My hobby's her body, that *******'s my lobby |
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I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it |
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I don't lie, hold my *******, too conceited |
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Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend |
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But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like |
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[Hook: Chris Brown] |
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[Verse 2: Chris Brown] |
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My chain *******ne brighter than a strobe light |
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I'm tryna ******* Coco, this don't concern Ice |
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If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike |
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A ******* ain't worried about nothin' |
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Rehabilitation just had me worried about ******* |
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Money, decision-making only worried about stunting |
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She worried about me, her ******* worried about cuffing |
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I wanna see her body (bodyyyy) |
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She said get inside of me |
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I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh) |
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Just bring the animal right out of me |
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We loving, she love it |
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Specially when I go down on her |
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Now we *******, she thugging |
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Getting loud (cause we poppin' like) |
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[Hook: Chris Brown] |
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[Verse 3: Chris Brown & (Tyga)] |
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Huh, look, alright |
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Now I can spot your ******* from a mile away |
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Valentine in that *******, it's a holiday |
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(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J |
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She going to follow my lead, Simon Says) |
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Paper, paper, I'm riding Scrapers in California |
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Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us |
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(Never been an outcast that stank on ya |
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From the ghetto but my ******* like Apollonia) |
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We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican |
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Car too fast, give a ******* about pedestrians |
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(And my section less *******s, more lesbians) |
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Got your *******, I'm that ******* |
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(Yeah we poppin' like) |
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[Hook: Chris Brown] |
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[Outro: Tyga] |
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This that fly *******t, King *******t only |
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Drop top, no roof - ahhh! |