Westside Jay Rock (Ft. Chris Brown)

[Intro]
(Tha Biz-Tha Bizness)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Baby girl, I booked you a flight
We headed to that Westside
I got that all-red Bentley for us when we arrive
So, baby girl, let's ride
Girl, I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang
I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang
I can't wait to get you home to bang-bang
'Cause we gon' do it all night, yeah

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
What it do, look
Roll out that red carpet, watch how them girls stalk me
Ladies I smash often, my bed, they valet parkin'
They like how I be saucy, I'm fresh to death, bitch
I ain't a millionaire yet, but I'm hood rich
I got that good shit, I'm talkin' gutta-gutta
I got that wood stick, she got that butter-butter
That body lookin' yummy, yeah, that ass talkin'
Sexy, her swag awesome, Jimmy Choos, bag, flossin'
Up in the club stuntin', sippin' that Nuvo
Lemon head, look at my chains shinin' like chandeliers
Where my pretty girls at? Sexy face, ass fat
Hotel poppin' after hours, I'ma smash that
Call me Daddy Fat Stacks, pockets on swole
Nothin' less than hundred on the kush when I smoke
Baby, wanna roll, tell me what it do
'Cause a playa turned up, I reserved a room for two, look