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 [Chris brown] 
Now usually I don't do this 
But a nigga wanna trip so I'ma take a nigga's bitch 
Yeah, got 200 on the dash 
A couple hundreds in my pocket but my credit card rich 
Every night is somethin' different 
I started poppin' pills with no prescription 
24/7 on a mission 
I'm the man with these bitches, if you watchin', pay attention 
You shoulda left her in the kitchen 
Now she cookin' up my mama's favorite dishes 
She used to kiss it for you, now she swallow me 
Now she missin', got your nigga reminiscin' 
Why you textin'? she complainin', you be stressin' 
With your weak ass cuffin', said she feel like she arrested 
I told her, 'do better', said she's open for suggestions 
I said, 'come over to the crib and put your panties on my dresser' 
And I don't really care 
I know shit gon' hit the fan like a booty in the air 
I'm with her, fuckin' up the sheets now 
If your nigga bring his ass over here he gettin' beat down 
Pause, nigga don't act like we boys 
I bought a strap from a d-boy, my trap house got three floors 
Better not fuck around with me, boy 
That bullet wound going keloid, why you mad, nigga? 
[Hook - chris brown] 
Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now 
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer 
Red bottoms up right now 
Got a nigga mad cause she seen your bitch chose up 
Not you, made her life, brand new 
She actin', brand new 
Your girl goin' up, goin' up right now. 
[Tyga] 
Pussy open, yours two doors 
Legs up like aventador 
Raw nigga to the core 
Money long, boy broke niggas gon' snore 
And I'm fresh out the store 
I just bought it cause I'm bored 
All up on the news in my new girl couture 
They don't sell that at nordstroms, imported, important 
Tax out the border, the cash flow enormous 
Dubai and endorsements, sources and foursomes 
Got a bad bitch, so she touring, I got money on my lap 
Pistol on my back, steaks on my tab 
Fuck you know about that? 500 hundred on the lamb' 
Goin' up, yeah, I'm pourin' up 
She took too much, now she throwin' up 
Came out the top and I'm blazin' 
Worldwide, nigga, it's amazin'. 
[Hook] 
Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now 
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer 
Red bottoms up right now 
Got a nigga mad cause she seen your bitch chose up 
Not you, made her life, brand new 
She actin', brand new 
Your girl goin' up, goin' up right now. 
[Chris brown] 
Screamin' loud, they gon' call the popos on us 
She putting shit up her nose, she in love with the coco 
Dámelo that ass goin' loco 
And I ain't gon' interrupt her dancin' 
Cause she turnin' up right now 
Do your thing, we gon' party all night long, baby 
I'ma do what he won't do 
I bet he won't sing to you 
He ain't even got a ring for you 
I got you, girl 
I'ma make you hit them notes 
When I'm in and out, baby don't let go. 
[Hook] 
Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now 
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer 
Red bottoms up right now 
Got a nigga mad cause she seen your bitch chose up 
Not you, made her life, brand new 
She actin', brand new 
Your girl goin' up, goin' up right now. 
            
 
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