Chris Brown Feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - Look At Me Now

[Chris Brown]

Yellow model chick

Yellow bottle sipping

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missing

Yeah yeah

That sh-t 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

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I’m getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla

Cause I’m killing every n-gga that

Try to be on my sh-t

Better cuff your chick if you with her

I can get her

And she accidentally slip fall on my dick

Ooops, I said on my dick

I aint really mean to say on my d-ck

But since we talking about my dick

All of you haters say hi to it

I’m Done

[Busta Rhymes]

Ayo Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When your doing that thing over there, homie

Lets 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, goooo

See they don’t really wanna pop me

Just know that you will never flop me

And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo

You aint never gonna stop me

Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going

Then I gotta get it, than I gotta blow, than I shut it any little thing

That a n-gga think he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I’m gonna dead it

Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing

I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas

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 n-gga better call a ref, everybody know my style

And n-gga’s know that I’m the the best

When I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest

And I bang in the east and I bang in the west

And I come to give you more and I never give you less

You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go

See the way we on, we be 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 in and getting in

And always gotta take it to another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

And I gotta cut all through this traffic

Just to be at the top of the throne

Better know I gotta have it

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

oh, I’m getting paper

look at me now

oh, look at me now

yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

[Lil Wayne]

Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin?

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

I dont eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution

Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy

I never gave a f-ck about a hater, got money on my radar

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

You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter

Marley said shoot em, and I said “ok”

If on that bullshit then I’m like “ole”,

I dont 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 aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying

Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five

I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight

Bitch, I been tight, since 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 f-ck trial, I puts it down

I’m so young money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch!

[Hook]

Look at me now, look at me now

oh, I’m getting paper

look at me now

oh, look at me now

yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker