Remember Me Chris Brown & Tyga

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Girl, you know we got the time
Got that pussy on my mind
Later on, what are we doin'?
I know you're ready, show that ass
Girl, you lookin' so bad
Gettin' horny watchin' you do it
Girl, I wanna kiss it
While you kissin' your girlfriends
I wanna see a whole lot of lickin', that's a memory
Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me (Ha, look)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I be bangin' all on that beat
808, she got the bass when her booty shake
She got her friends with her and they a sight to see
A-a-all that ass, don't let it go to waste
All this Hennessy, this liquor, 'bout to penetrate
While I'm pushin' Lamborghini's on the interstate
I long-dick her, I'ma go for hours
You minute-made like lemonade
I'm fresh as fuck in these Margielas
I skate past, a nigga better than veterans
Bipolar cold, give me the medicine
My chain too bright, no Thomas Edison
When I pull it out, bitch nervous
Better ride this wave, bitch, surf it
Girl, you better keep them legs open
Only thing you close is these curtains
And she only got time for a nigga if I take her out to eat
A nigga really gotta motivate
Man, that's too much work for the pussy
I don't work for the pussy, nigga really don't communicate
Ha, I'd rather lick it like a dinner plate
I'd rather keep my money in a safe
Ha, bitch, I ain't got time to play
I need it now, not a minute late, ha