Chris Brown Follow

Uh, boom, boom, we ballin' in the room
Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr. Broom
Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer
One more drink for these niggas and it's over

'Cause I'm a strike that something like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she know she with a winner
And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner

Ha, nigga look at my jewels
Aviator shades I ain't lookin' at you
Achoo, bless me twice
Be a rich nigga I be shittin' on your life

Magazine covers, Magnem rubbers
I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers
Niggas want drama, gangsta grill bastards
Did you check the caption, lights, camera, action?

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

A nigga beat, beat and shawty toot, toot
Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof
Lookin' like a superstar, when I roll through
And shawty I'm the truth, so mama what it do

Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'
When we dippin' to my hideout
Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle
Only fuckin' with them A-listen models

Now let's get it like
Low did it, if you done it
Then I did it if you kick it
Then I'm with it

We can do this shit all night
Your minute don't compare to my limit
When I'm in it and I get it
I'm a give it to you all night

I'm the shit, yeah, I go hard
Don't stand in lines nigga I Bogart
Fat boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
And don't need no battery 'cause I'm in charge

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

I'm hot mo'fucka, get a plate bitch
Don't say shit, get your face lift
Rozay bitch let tha champagne drip
Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shit

Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
Snap back them ain't even rare where the tag a what
Wack ass all up in my ear bitch bag back
I bag bad bitches mo'fucka Kat Stacks

Yellow nigga, no cabs
Got the phantom out, no mats
Get your camera out uh, one flash
Hot beams steady shot clap your ass

Aw, T. raw I'm so uh
Loc's on, chucks low, black beanie dog
Patron top wash straight from the liquor store
I'm turnt up I can't feel my face so

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
Holla at me boo, holla at me beh
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up