She Goin' up - Chris Brown and Tyga
Now usually I don't do this
But a n_gga wanna trip so I'ma take a n_gga's b_tch
Yeah, got 200 on the dash
A couple hundreds in my pocket but my credit card rich
Every night is somethin' different
I started poppin' pills with no prescription
24/7 on a mission
I'm the man with these b_tches, if you watchin', pay attention
You shoulda left her in the kitchen
Now she cookin' up my mama's favorite dishes
She used to kiss it for you, now she swallow me
Now she missin', got your n_gga reminiscin'
Why you textin'? She complainin', you be stressin'
With your weak ass cuffin', said she feel like she arrested
I told her, "do better", said she's open for suggestions
I said, "Come over to the crib and put your panties on my dresser"
And I don't really care
I know sh_t gon' hit the fan like a booty in the air
I'm with her, f_ckin' up the sheets now
If your n_gga bring his ass over here he gettin' beat down
Pause, n_gga don't act like we boys
I bought a strap from a d-boy, my trap house got three floors
Better not f_ck around with me, boy
That bullet wound going keloid, why you mad, n_gga?
[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now
She be rockin' diamonds, f_ckin' with designer
Red bottoms up right now
Got a n_gga mad cause she seen your b_tch chose up
Not you, made her life, brand new
She actin', brand new
Your girl goin' up, goin' up right now
P_ssy open, yours two doors
Legs up like Aventador
Raw n_gga to the core
Money long, boy broke n_ggas gon' snore
And I'm fresh out the store
I just bought it cause I'm bored
All up on the news in my new girl couture
They don't sell that at Nordstroms, imported, important
Tax out the border, the cash flow enormous
Dubai and endorsements, sources and foursomes
Got a bad b_tch, so she touring, I got money on my lap
Pistol on my back, steaks on my tab
F_ck you know about that? 500 hundred on the Lamb'
Goin' up, yeah, I'm pourin' up
She took too much, now she throwin' up
Came out the top and I'm blazin'
Worldwide, n_gga, it's amazin'
Screamin' loud, they gon' call the popos on us
She putting sh_t up her nose, she in love with the coco
Damelo that ass goin' loco
And I ain't gon' interrupt her dancin'
Cause she turnin' up right now
Do your thing, we gon' party all night long, baby
I'ma do what he won't do
I bet he won't sing to you
He ain't even got a ring for you
I got you, girl
I'ma make you hit them notes
When I'm in and out, baby don't let go