Ayo

[intro] I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you [Hook: Chris Brown] We poppin' like ayo, All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down, Screaming like ayo I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around, Fuck ‘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] Ah! Aye babe this my new shit, 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, fucking bitches three ways 7 different foreigns plus she no hable, But I make that bitch 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 pussy's my lobby I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it, I don't lie, hold my dick, 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 Brown] [Verse 2: Chris Brown] I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right, My chain shine brighter than a strobe light I'm tryna fuck 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 fucking Money, decision-making only worried about stunting She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing I wanna see her body (body) She said get inside of me I wanna feel you baby (yeah) Just bring the animal right out of me We loving, she love it, Specially when I go down on her Now we fucking, she thugging, Getting loud (cause we poppin' like) [Hook: Chris Brown] [Verse 3: Chris Brown & (Tyga)] Huh, look, alright, Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away Valentine in that pussy, 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 bitch like Apollonia) We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican, Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians (And my section less niggas, more lesbians) Got your bitch, I'm that nigga, (Yeah we poppin' like) [Hook: Chris Brown] [Outro: Tyga] This that fly shit, King shit only, Drop top, no roof - ah!