Golden Girl Chris Brown (Ft. Andre Merritt)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Your place, midnight
When I come through, I ring your doorbell twice
When I come through, I do the things you like
Like I'm room service
And don't you take me
For every chick tryna take all your (Shit)
'Cause I ain't even tryna get none of your (Shit)
Please, I don't want none of your—

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Don't be star struck
When we goin' under these covers
You can have the key to my handcuffs, man up
Boy, just play along
I'll give it to you proper
Play nurse and you play doctor
Boy, you know I got ya (Haha)
I know what you like

[Chorus: Andre Merritt, Chris Brown]
You like the way I shine (Oh, yeah)
I'm ten times part of a dime (Oh, yeah)
I'm your golden girl (Golden girl)
Your golden girl (Golden girl)
I've got my shit together (Oh, yeah)
Every other chick, get a grip with hips like this (Oh, yeah)
My golden girl (Golden girl)
My golden girl (Golden girl)