[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Baby you be on that old sh**
I don't need that commotion
Got me heated in the oven
Don't play with the chopper, it's fully loaded
Yeah, driving me crazy, driving me crazy
No one but you, I feel so used, set up
You supposed to be here in this foreign
But you just disappeared like I'm not important
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You f**ed up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Blacc]
She got 4 friends, I hope they go
Double up and bring 4 more
Hennessy and the Patron shots
Make the white girls wanna get low
HoodyBaby, my kin folk and OHB, I k** for
That other party that's next door, we don't f** with n***as that save hoe
Spanish chicks, they can take dick, black girls love to talk sh**
White girls love the foreplay, handstand, make them turn tricks
She took my proposition 'bout the pimping
She know how to flip it, ain't come with interest
She telling a nosey n***a mind his business
Always hating cause they know we winning
Grown man sh**, I don't need permission
I don't give a damn if they real sisters
n***a, I only f** with them freak hoes
Beast mode, eat the p**y
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You f**ed up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Downgrade, don't feel the same
Got another say a n***a change, really?
Only motherf**er put you in a gang
How the hell you think they know your name? You trifling, you silly
But I keep hoes on deck, what you know 'bout me?
I'm the n***a takin fades, yelling OHB
Overhand biscuit, you ain't out my reach
b**hes wanna kiss dick every time I preach
Got the Staples Centre, floor seats
And it's 500 blocks with my OGs
A n***a did a lid in the county
A 100 million dollars, my n***as gon' eat
I stayed fresh, I don't need no stylist
I'm either mean or modest
I don't need co-pilots
OHB, we popping, n***a who gon' stop us?
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You f**ed up cause you partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
You partying next door
Said you partying, yeah
Eh, you're what I need, I need you
Heart on my sleeve, I need you
Oh, you know I need you
You f**ed up cause you partying next door