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