Leggo
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupée
I get what you get in ten years,
in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off,
Mister Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari-kari
Lil' nigga bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm
killing every nigga
that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her,
I can get her
And she accidentally slip
and fall on my dick
Oops, I said, "On my dick"
I ain't really mean to say, "On my dick"
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
Ayo, Breezy
Let me show you how to
keep the dice rolling
When you're doing that thing over there,
homie
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let's go
'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm running
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away,
get away, get away
Better know that I don't and
I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win every day,
day, day (go)
See, they really,
really wanna pop me (blow)
Just know that you will never
flop me (oh)
And I know that I can be
a little cocky (no)
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow and then I gotta shudder
Any little thing a nigga think
that he be doing
'Cause it doesn't matter,
(damn) 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da
Then Then Then Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything,
a badaboom, a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things,
to make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again,
and again, and then again
And I be doing it to death and now
I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref,
and everybody knows my style
And niggas know I'm the the best
when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest
And I bang in the east,
and I'm banging in the west
And I come to give you more
and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can
read it in the press
Do you really wanna know
what's next? Let's go
See the way we on and then
we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go,
don't try to keep up with the pace
And we struggling and hustling
and sending in to get it
And we always gotta do it, take
it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through his traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it, have it
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas,
how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance
I go stupid, I go dumb like
the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit,
no I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi,
pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater,
got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house,
came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin',
fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said,
"Okay"
If you on that bullshit then I'm like,
"Olé"
I don't care what you say,
so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like
Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag,
and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind,
from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine, nope,
not on my time and I'm not even trying
What's poppin' Slime? Nothin', five,
and if they trippin' fuck 'em, five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive,
these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Cîroc and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets white,
and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and
my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause
I'm too wild
Been here for a while I was like,
"Fuck trial"
I puts it down, I'm so Young Money
If you got eyes look at me now, bitch
Chris Brown 
