[Intro: Chris Brown] :Just Vocals: 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] C5 Yellow model chick E5 Yellow bottle sipping A5 Yellow Lamborghini F5 Yellow top missing C5 E5 Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupee A5 F5 I get what you get in 10 years, in two days C5 E5 Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J A5 F5 If you get what I get, what would you say? C5 E5 She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi A5 F5 And them suicide doors, Hari Kari [Chorus: Chris Brown] C5 E5 Look at me now, look at me now A5 F5 Oh, I'm getting paper C5 E5 Look at me now, look at me now A5 F5 Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker [Verse 2: Chris Brown] C5 Lil nigga bigger than gorilla E5 'Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit A5 Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her F5 And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick C5 Oops I said on my dick E5 I ain't really mean to say on my dick A5 But since we talking about my dick F5 All of you haters say hi to it :Vocal only: I'm done [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] :Vocal Only: Ayo Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When you're doing that thing over there homie :or: C5 E5 A5 F5 Just kiddin Let's go! C5 'Cause I feel like I'm running E5 And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away A5 Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop F5 'cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day C5 See they don't really wanna pop me E5 Just know that you will never flop me A5 And I know that I can be a little cocky, no F5 You ain't never gonna stop me :Strum C 1x, then vocal: 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 show that 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 :Pause: C5 And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul E5 A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style A5 And niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this F5 And I be banging on my chest, and C5 I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west E5 And I come to give you more and I will never give you less A5 You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press F5 Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go C5 See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know E5 We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace A5 We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it F5 And always gotta do it take it to another place C5 Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it E5 And I gotta cut all through this traffic A5 Just to be at the top of the throne F5 Better know I gotta have it, have it [Chorus: Chris Brown] :Repeat Chords: 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] C5 E5 Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'? A5 F5 I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges C5 E5 I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution A5 F5 Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy C5 E5 I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar A5 Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator F5 You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter C5 Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay" E5 If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay A5 I don't care what you say, so don't even speak F5 Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil C5 That's word to my flag, and my flag red E5 A5 I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb F5 You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying C5 E5 What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five A5 F5 I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie C5 Ciroc and sprite on a private flight, E5 bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light", A5 and my pockets right, and my diamonds white F5 And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead C5 E5 You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while A5 I was like fuck trial I put it down F5 I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch [Chorus: Chris Brown] :Repeat Chords: 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 Like I said, the chords aren't that bad, you just gotta be able to flow. Good luck.
