[Intro]
(It's [?], baby)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side
Couple shots and this shit shut down (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Pop a hundred bottles in the club
And we still turnt up even after the shit shut down
We gon' get wild 'til that shit shut down (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
We blowin' loud 'til that shit shut down (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Pull up on ya, get this shit shut down (Hey)
You can fuck around and get this shit shut down (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
All I do is hustle for the benefits (Yeah)
Ain't with the money team, but I don't need a membership (No)
I got a couple foreign lesbians up in the whip (Skrrt-skrrt)
I'm blowin' loud like it was a Sega Genesis (Hey), ayy
I can tell you niggas what the business is
I bet I take a nigga food 'fore he finish it
Take a L, nigga, you don't know what winnin' is (Yeah)
I been pushin' like I don't know what the limit is (Turn me up)
Hit the club submarine style, in here too deep
Ballin' like a pro, sumo level on preach
Hittin' that Cali's what I'm flauntin', so my back on fleek
You ain't talkin' 'bout money, homie, don't even speak (Ow!)
'Cause you don't know who came with the heat
Plus you and your crew lookin' weak, hey
(It's [?], baby)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side
Couple shots and this shit shut down (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Pop a hundred bottles in the club
And we still turnt up even after the shit shut down
We gon' get wild 'til that shit shut down (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
We blowin' loud 'til that shit shut down (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Pull up on ya, get this shit shut down (Hey)
You can fuck around and get this shit shut down (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
All I do is hustle for the benefits (Yeah)
Ain't with the money team, but I don't need a membership (No)
I got a couple foreign lesbians up in the whip (Skrrt-skrrt)
I'm blowin' loud like it was a Sega Genesis (Hey), ayy
I can tell you niggas what the business is
I bet I take a nigga food 'fore he finish it
Take a L, nigga, you don't know what winnin' is (Yeah)
I been pushin' like I don't know what the limit is (Turn me up)
Hit the club submarine style, in here too deep
Ballin' like a pro, sumo level on preach
Hittin' that Cali's what I'm flauntin', so my back on fleek
You ain't talkin' 'bout money, homie, don't even speak (Ow!)
'Cause you don't know who came with the heat
Plus you and your crew lookin' weak, hey
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