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[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Yeah baby I’m a fool wit it
All this money, what you gon’ do wit it?
I got a lawyer for the case
Girl, just let me know if you with it
I don’t really plan for tomorrow
I just do whatever I want
And damn right I’mma act a fool wit it
Damn right I’mma act a fool wit it
[Verse 1: Kid Red]
I’m ’bout to act a fool with all these bitches
I’m rolling backwoods up I swear it’s my religion
And you can kick it baby under one condition
That you twerk it for a nigga like a video audition
I just wanna see you put it in reverse
Back it up and dump it in a pile like some dirt
Big booty, lil booty go to work
Big booty, lil booty go to work
She just tryna pay her bills and get a purse
Waiting on a check, said it’s coming on the first
Nigga might help her, I’m a victim of the thirst
Told Brown get a friend, after that we disperse
Let me get some toppy with the top off
In that 'Rari all red like hot sauce
Stones ruby red, looking like grapefruit
Diamonds on my looking clearer than some grey juice
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Look, okay, I’m ’bout to act a fool with all my niggas
I’m ’bout to make that pussy drunk so bring the liquor
Pussy too cold give a nigga shivers
Like a UPS package know a nigga gon’ deliver
All this liquor got me fucking up my liver
Give you dick, take it back, Indian giver
Fuck a camera, better get the big picture
If ya dead broke bitch, I won’t even deal with ya ha
This the anthem for the whoadies and my niggas
Wrapping trap money made that quarter off of chickens
Jive ass turkeys won’t make it to thanksgiving
Make that hundred million then I take that shit back to Virginia ha
Monkey business, man that shit just so bananas
Lamborghini white and black, call that shit a panda
Car game, excuse me where my fucking manners?
My dick’ll have her smiling like a fucking jack-o-lantern
Bitches say they need that white girl or that Hannah Montana
I keep shitting on these niggas like I poo-pooed in a pamper ha
Oh shit I’m dodging police and the cameras
Watch me Instagram that bitch, I bet that ho a dancer
Big booty with a super flat stomach
I tried to fuck that bitch but she start asking for the money
She says that she’s been fucking with me since I made Run It
Who the hell you think I am a motherfucking dummy?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Okay, I’m the shit nigga fuck a nomination
Give yo bitch the dick, I don’t need no conversation
Watch me whip it, watch me whip it like a fucking dominatrix
Best not waist my time ho, I’m all out of patience
I got money balling ye high, balling like I’m 8 high
Roll another swisher bitch you know a nigga stay high
Eat that pussy up, beat it up, are you fucking kidding?
Put that dick up in your life, I’m fucking up your kidneys
I’m spending that paper she getting that money she ready to go
Fucking with all of them models, I’m popping that bottle, she swallow, I’m checking her throat
I want a freak she went to me, stalking her Instagram liking her posts
She in the pink, I’m in the mink, I pull it out watch her take off her clothes
I’m ’bout to make a song for all the strippers
Already bought artillery for all my niggas
And for you lying hoes quit the Robin Givens
Call it murder when I tour I make a motherfucking killing
[Chorus]
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