(feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes)
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[Intro a¢æ¡¯ Chris Brown]
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I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
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You can't even get in
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Hahaha, let's go!
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[Verse 1 a¢æ¡¯ Chris Brown]
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Yellow model chick
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Yellow bottle sipping
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Yellow Lamborghini
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Yellow top missing
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Yeah, yeah
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That shit look like a toupee
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I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
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Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
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If you get what I get, what would you say?
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She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
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And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
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[Chorus a¢æ¡¯ Chris Brown]
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Look at me now, look at me now
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Oh, I'm getting paper
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Look at me now
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Oh, look at me now
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Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
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[Verse 2 a¢æ¡¯ Chris Brown]
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Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
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'Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit
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Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
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And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
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Oops I said on my dick
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I ain't really mean to say on my dick
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But since we talking about my dick
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All of you haters say hi to it
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I'm done
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[Verse 3 a¢æ¡¯ Busta Rhymes]
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Ayo Breezy
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Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
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When your doing that thing over there homie
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Let's go!
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'Cause I feel like I'm running
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And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
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Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
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'cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day
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See they don't really wanna pop me
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Just know that you never flop me
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And I know that I can be a little cocky
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You ain't never gonna stop me
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Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
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Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shudder any little thing that nigga think he be doing
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'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada
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Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
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I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas
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That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again
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And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
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A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style
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And niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this
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And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west
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And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
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You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
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Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go
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See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know
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We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
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We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it
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And always gotta take it to another place
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Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
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And I gotta cut all through his traffic
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Just to be at the top of the throne
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Better know I gotta have it, have it
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[Chorus a¢æ¡¯ Chris Brown]
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Look at me now, look at me now
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Oh, I'm getting paper
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Look at me now
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Oh, look at me now
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Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
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[Verse 4 a¢æ¡¯ Lil Wayne]
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Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
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I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
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I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
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Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
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I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
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Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator
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You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
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Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"
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If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay
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I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
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Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
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That's word to my flag, and my flag red
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I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
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You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
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What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five
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I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
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Ciroc and sprite on a private flight, bitch I'm enticing
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Guiding light, and my pockets white, and my diamonds white
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And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead
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You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
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