[Intro: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up (Turn my mic up too)
Turn my fuckin' beat up (Remix!)
(SAK PASE)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Uh, yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything (Remix!)
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything (Remix!)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Part 2!)
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
(Ayo, let me roll one with my sleeves up real quick)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Find the nearest exit
Everybody better find the nearest exit
See the way I kill every nigga in this bitch
Somebody please tell me where the forensics
Everybody know that God real
Lookin' like you work in a garage sale
While you hatin' on one of the greatest
I be in the crib diggin' in your mom's tail
Big old bitch, Avatar
I got her sittin' on the dick like a handlebar
Shawty love the way I beat it up
Beat the pretty pussy with a battle scar
Let a nigga eat it up like it caviar
Got her buggin', now she wanna carry on
YMCMB, gods of this rap shit, that we are
But your girl look like a little amateur
Wednesday night at the Apollo
But it's okay 'cause she got a long neck
And I got a dick size only a giraffe could swallow
Sent her back 'cause they gonna ask tomorrow
"Why baby girl, did you have to gargle?"
And if I could have everything, do me a favor
Send me a hunnid more bottles, hahaha
Turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up (Turn my mic up too)
Turn my fuckin' beat up (Remix!)
(SAK PASE)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Uh, yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything (Remix!)
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything (Remix!)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Part 2!)
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
(Ayo, let me roll one with my sleeves up real quick)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Find the nearest exit
Everybody better find the nearest exit
See the way I kill every nigga in this bitch
Somebody please tell me where the forensics
Everybody know that God real
Lookin' like you work in a garage sale
While you hatin' on one of the greatest
I be in the crib diggin' in your mom's tail
Big old bitch, Avatar
I got her sittin' on the dick like a handlebar
Shawty love the way I beat it up
Beat the pretty pussy with a battle scar
Let a nigga eat it up like it caviar
Got her buggin', now she wanna carry on
YMCMB, gods of this rap shit, that we are
But your girl look like a little amateur
Wednesday night at the Apollo
But it's okay 'cause she got a long neck
And I got a dick size only a giraffe could swallow
Sent her back 'cause they gonna ask tomorrow
"Why baby girl, did you have to gargle?"
And if I could have everything, do me a favor
Send me a hunnid more bottles, hahaha
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