[Intro ‒ Chris Brown]

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club

You can't even get in

Hahaha, let's go!



[Verse 1 ‒ Chris Brown]

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



[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 2 ‒ Chris Brown]

Lil nigga bigger than gorilla

'Cause I'm killing every nigga that 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



[Verse 3 ‒ Busta Rhymes]

Ayo Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When your doing that thing over there homie

Let's go!

'Cause I feel like I'm running

And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

'cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day

See they don't really wanna pop me

Just know that you never flop me

And I know that I can be a little cocky

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 shudder any little thing that nigga think 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'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and 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 I'm the 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 and we all up in the race and you know

We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace

We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it

And always gotta take it to another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

And I gotta cut all through his 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'?

I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges

I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution

Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy

I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar

Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator

You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter

Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"

If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay

I don't care what you say, so don't even speak

Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

That's word to my flag, and my flag red

I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb

You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying

What's poppin' Slime? 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'm enticing

Guiding light, and my pockets white, and my diamonds white

And my mommas 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 put 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?

I'm fresher than a motherfucker