I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Hah-aha, leggo. Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah, yeah That shit look like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi And them suicide doors, Hari Kari. Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker. Lil nigga bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick Oops I said on my dick I ain't really mean to say on my dick But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm done. Hell, Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When you're doing that thing over there homie Ay ay ay ay ay ay Let's go! See they really really wanna pop me Blow! Just know that you will never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky Oh You ain't never gonna stop me Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing 'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style And niggas know that I'm the best when it come to doing this And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west And I come to give you more and I will never give you less You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I get it And we always gotta do it take it to another place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all through this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it, have it.
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I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Hahaha, lego! Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah, yeah That shit look like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker Lil nigga bigger than gorilla Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit.
The artists co-wrote the song with its producers Afrojack, Diplo, and Free School, with additional writing from Ryan Buendia. Musically, "Look at Me Now" is a "Dirty south-inspired" hip hop song that features "thumping bass, spacy synth and horn jam sounds. Christopher Maurice Brown born May 5, is an American singer, songwriter, dancer and actor. Born in Tappahannock, Virginia, he was involved in his church choir and several local talent shows from a young age. Having signed with Jive Records in , Brown released his self-titled debut studio album the following year.
Chris Brown Lyrics. She wax it all off, Mr. Let's go See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace And we struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in And we always gotta do it take it to another place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all through this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it, have it [Chorus — Chris Brown:] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker [Verse 4 — Lil Wayne:] Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light" And my pockets right, and my diamonds white And my mamma's nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while I was like fuck trial I puts it down I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch [Chorus — Chris Brown:] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker [Outro — Chris Brown:] Okay, okay Is that right?
