Chris Brown - Ayo (MMGMix) lyrics

[Intro] I need you (x8) [Hook: Chris Brown] We poppin’ like ayo All my b**hes got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo I’mma take her a** down when she bring her friend around f** ‘em both like ayo I’m a bougie a** n***a left the roof at home We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo But don’t be acting like I need you [Rick Ross] It’s Ricky Ross Just checking in with my little homies Chris, Ty what it do [Verse 1:Rick Ross] New money, new year, it’s time to boss up Dm a couple b**hes just to toss up (Uh) Chick smiling cause she know she want the whole clique (Woo) We show each other, then she send us all the same pic Money lost, we got a thermal and a celly on Let me shoutout these two n***as on another song It’s for my homies, yeah the ones who never coming home I gave my chain to your son, I stay forever loyal New crib on the water, you should see it n***a 40 b**hes in the crib, top tier n***a Chanel bags on the first day We go and get it in the worst way [Hook:Chris Brown] [Verse 2: Tyga] Ahhh! Aye babe this my new sh** I’m the black Richie Rich with the roof missing If it don’t make dollars it 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, f**ing b**hes three ways 7 different foreigns plus she no hablé But I make that b**h walk for some cheesecake Yeah, I’m the coldest n***a, icy Looking 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 p**y’s my lobby I’mma eat it, I’mma eat it I don’t lie, hope my dick’s, too conceited Uh, told her she’s my wife for the weekend But don’t be acting like I need you cause we poppin’ like [Hook: Chris Brown] [Verse 3: Chris Brown] I’m in a Rolls, you don’t roll right My chain shine brighter than a strobe light I’m tryna f** Coco, this don’t concern Ice If I motorboat, she gon’ motorbike A n***a ain’t worried about nothin’ Rehabilitation just had me worried about f**ing Money, decision-making only worried about stunting She worried about me, her n***a worried about cuffing I wanna see her body (bodyyyy) She said get inside of me I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh) Just bring the animal right out of me We loving, she love it Specially when I go down on her Now we f**ing, she thugging Getting loud (cause we poppin’ like) [Hook: Chris Brown] [Verse 4: Chris Brown & (Tyga)] Huh, look, alright Now I can spot your b**h from a mile away Valentine in that p**y, it’s a holiday (Uh, you losing money, I win mills, Dr. J She going to follow my lead, Simon Says) Paper, paper, I’m riding Scrapers in California Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us (Never been an Outkast that stank on ya From the ghetto but my b**h like Apollonia) We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican Car too fast, give a f** about pedestrians (And my section less n***as, more lesbians) Got your b**h, I’m that n***a (Yeah we poppin’ like) [Hook: Chris Brown] [Outro: Tyga] This that fly sh**, King sh** only Drop top, no roof – ahhh!