[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 bitches 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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Fuck ‘em both like ayo
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I'm a bougie ass nigga 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 shit
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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 full of trunk space
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I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
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7 different foreigns plus she's no hable
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But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
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Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
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Lookin in the mirror like I wish I can 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 pussy's my lobby
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I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
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I won't lie, hope my dick's 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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Ayo
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All my bitches 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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Fuck ‘em both like ayo
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I'm a bougie ass nigga 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 2 - Chris Brown:]
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I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right
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My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
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I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
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If I motor boat, she gonna motorbike
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A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
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Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
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Money, decision-making only worried about stuntin
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She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffin'
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I wanna see her body (bodyyyy)
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And 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 lovin', she love it
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Especially when I go down on her
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Now we fucking, she thugging
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Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
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[Hook - Chris Brown:]
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Ayo
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All my bitches 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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Fuck ‘em both like ayo
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I'm a bougie ass nigga 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 3 - Chris Brown (Tyga):]
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Huh, look, alright
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Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
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Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
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(Uh, you losin' money, I win mills Dr. J
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She's gonna follow my lead, Simon Says)
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Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
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Car smell 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 bitch like Apollonia)
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We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
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Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
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(In my section less niggas, more lesbians)
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Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
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(Yeah we poppin' like)
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[Hook - Chris Brown:]
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Ayo
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All my bitches 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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Fuck ‘em both like ayo
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I'm a bougie ass nigga 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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[Outro - Tyga:]
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This that fly shit, King shit only
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Drop top, no roof - ahhh!
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Ayo
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| Chris Brown |
