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lirik lagu ayo – chris brown,tyga

i need you, i need you, i need you, i need you
i need you, i need you, i need you, i need you

ayo, we poppin’ like ayo
all my b-tches got real hair chilling with the top down
screaming like ayo
i’mma take her -ss down
when she bring her friend around
poppin’ booty like ayo
i’m a boogie -ss n-gga left the roof at home
we popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
but don’t be acting like i need you

ahh! aye babe this my new sh-t
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 a engine with a trunk sp-ce
i get money three ways
f-cking b-tches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
but i make that b-tch walk with some cheesecake
yeah, i’m the coldest n-gga, 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 p-ssy’s my lobby
i’mma eat it, i’mma eat it
i don’t lie, hold my d-ck, 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

ayo
all my b-tches got real hair chilling with the top down
screaming like ayo
i’mma take her -ss down
when she bring her friend around
poppin’ booty like ayo
i’m a boogie -ss n-gga left the roof at home
we popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
but don’t be acting like i need you

i’m in a rolls, you don’t roll right
my chain shine brighter than a strobe light
i’m tryna f-ck coco, this don’t concern ice
if i motorboat, she gon’ motorbike
a n-gga ain’t worried about nothin’
rehabilitation just had me worried about f-cking
money, decision-making only worried about stunting
she worried about me
her n-gga 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 f-cking, she thugging
getting loud (’cause we poppin’ like)

huh, look, alright
now i can spot your b-tch from a mile away
valentine in that p-ssy, 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 scr-pers 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 b-tch like apollonia
we in the hood, tatted like a mexican
car too fast, give a f-ck about pedestrians
and my section less n-ggas, more lesbians
got your b-tch, i’m that n-gga
yeah we poppin’ like

this that fly sh-t, king sh-t only
drop top, no roof – ahh!

- chris browntyga

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