[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 b**hes
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 n***a 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
n***a 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: 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 2: Chris Brown]
Look, okay, I'm 'bout to act a fool with all my n***as
I'm 'bout to make that p**y drunk so bring the liquor
p**y too cold give a n***a shivers
Like a UPS package know a n***a gon' deliver
All this liquor got me f**ing up my liver
Give you dick, take it back, Indian giver
f** a camera, better get the big picture
If ya dead broke b**h, I won't even deal with ya ha
This the anthem for the whoadies and my n***as
Wrapping trap money made that quarter off of chickens
Jive a** turkeys won't make it to thanksgiving
Make that hundred million then I take that sh** back to Virginia ha
Monkey business, man that sh** just so bananas
Lamborghini white and black, call that sh** a panda
Car game, excuse me where my f**ing manners?
My dick'll have her smiling like a f**ing jack-o-lantern
b**hes say they need that white girl or that Hannah Montana
I keep sh**ting on these n***as like I poo-pooed in a pamper ha
Oh sh** I'm dodging police and the cameras
Watch me Instagram that b**h, I bet that ho a dancer
Big booty with a super flat stomach
I tried to f** that b**h but she start asking for the money
She says that she's been f**ing with me since I made Run It
Who the hell you think I am a motherf**ing dummy?
[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 3: Chris Brown]
Okay, I'm the sh** n***a f** a nomination
Give yo b**h the dick, I don't need no conversation
Watch me whip it, watch me whip it like a f**ing 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 b**h you know a n***a stay high
Eat that p**y up, beat it up, are you f**ing kidding?
Put that dick up in your life, I'm f**ing up your kidneys
I'm spending that paper she getting that money she ready to go
f**ing 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 n***as
And for you lying hoes quit the Robin Givens
Call it murder when I tour I make a motherf**ing k**ing
[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