Karaoké Ayo Chris Brown & Tyga

We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down

Screamin' like ayo

I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We poppin' like ayo ayo, ayo

But don't be actin' like I need you

Ayy babe, this my new shit

I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missin'

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

Z, wake up like I gotta get it

And I got an engine full of trunk space

I get money three ways fuckin' bitches three ways

Seven different foreigns plus she's no hablé

But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake

Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy

Lookin' in the mirror like I wish I can be me

She too into me

I'm more into money

My hobby's her body that pussy's my lobby

I'ma eat it

I'ma eat it

I don't lie, hold my dick too conceited

Uh, told her she my wife for the weekend

But don't be actin' like I need you

'Cos we poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down

Screamin' like ayo

I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We poppin' like ayo ayo, ayo

But don't be actin' like I need you

I'm in the Rolls you don't roll right

My chain shine brighter than a strobe light

I'm tryna fuck Coco this don't concern Ice

If I motorboat she gon' motorbike

A nigga ain't worried 'bout nothin'

Rehabilitation just had me worried 'bout fuckin'

Money, decision-makin' only worried 'bout stuntin'

She worried 'bout me her nigga worried 'bout cuffin'

I wanna see her body, body

Then she said get inside of me

I wanna feel you, baby

Just bring the animal right out of me

We lovin', she love it especially when I go down on her

Now we fuckin', she thuggin' gettin' loud

'Cos we poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down

Screamin' like ayo

I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We poppin' like ayo ayo, ayo

But don't be actin' like I need you

Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away

Valentine in that pussy it's a holiday

You losin' money

I win mills, Doctor J

She gon' follow my lead, Simon says

Paper, paper, I'm ridin' 'scrapers in California

Car smell like ammonia we got that stank on us

Never been a Outkast that stank on ya

From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia

We in the hood tatted like a Mexican

Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians

And my section less niggas, more lesbians

Got your bitch, I'm that nigga

We poppin' like ayo

All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down

Screamin' like ayo

I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around

Fuck 'em both like ayo

I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home

We poppin' like ayo ayo, ayo

But don't be actin' like I need you

Yeah this that fly shit

King shit only

Drop top, no roof, ha