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Ayo

Chris Brown, Tyga

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I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you (lemme see) I need you I need you We poppin' like ayo All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down Screamin' like ayo I'ma 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 poppin' like ayo, ayo, ayo But don't be actin' like I need you Ha, ayy, babe, this my new shit I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missin' If it don't make dollars, don't make sense Z, wake up like I gotta get it And I got a engine with a trunk space I get money three ways, fuckin' bitches three ways Seven different foreigns, plus she no hablé But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy Lookin' 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***y's my lobby I'ma eat it, I'ma 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 actin' like I need you 'cause we poppin' like Ayo All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down Screamin' like ayo I'ma 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 poppin' like ayo, ayo We poppin' like ayo But don't be actin' like I need you I'm in the Rolls, you don't roll right My chain shine brighter than a strobe light (yeah) I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike A nigga ain't worried 'bout nothin' Rehabilitation just had me worried 'bout fuckin' Money, decision-makin', only worried 'bout stuntin' She worried about me, her nigga worried 'bout cuffin' I wanna see her body (body) Then she said, "Get inside of me I wanna feel you, baby" (yeah) Just bring the animal right out of me We lovin', she love it Especially when I go down on her Now we fuckin', she thuggin' Gettin' loud ('cause we poppin' like) Ayo All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down Screamin' like ayo I'ma 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 poppin' like ayo, ayo (huh, look) We poppin' like ayo (alright) But don't be actin' like I need you (now) Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away Valentine in that p***y, it's a holiday Uh, you losin' money, I win mills, Dr. J She gon' follow my lead, Simon Says Paper, paper, I'm ridin' scrapers in California Car smell like ammonia, we got that stank on us Never been an Outkast, 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 Uh, and my section less niggas, more lesbians Got your bitch, I'm that nigga (yeah) We poppin' like, ayo (ha, yeah) All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down Screamin' like ayo I'ma 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 poppin' like ayo, ayo, ayo But don't be actin' like I need you Yeah This that fly shit (I need you) King shit only Drop top, no roof, ha (I need you) --- Ayo - Chris Brown and Tyga

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Michael Stevenson, Nicholas Matthew Balding, Christopher Maurice Brown, Mark Kragen, Jess Jackson

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Release Name or Album Name

Fan of A Fan The Album (Expanded Edition)

Record Label

RCA Records/Young Money Entertainment/Cash Money Records

Release Date

February 24, 2015

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• Chris Brown • Tyga

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fuck both don't bitches roof poppin' like shit 'bout screamin' body make down hair take actin' worried that left money around this bring bitch with nigga home i'ma yeah chillin' when bougie need real friend fuckin'

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