Look At Me Now (Explicit Version)
Chris Brown"Look At Me Now (Explicit Version)" is a song by Chris Brown, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:37 long and contains 107 lines and 845 words.
0:00Look At Me Now (Explicit) - Chris Brown
0:03I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
0:05You can't even get in
0:07Ha ha ha Leggo
0:13Yellow model chick yellow bottle sippin'
0:16Yellow Lamborghini yellow top missin'
0:20Yeah yeah that sh*t look like a toupee
0:23I get what you get in ten years in two days
0:26Ladies love me I'm on my Cool J
0:29If you get what I get what would you say
0:33She wax it all off Mr Miyagi
0:36And them suicide doors hari-kari
0:39Look at me now look at me now oh
0:44I'm gettin' paper
0:46Look at me now oh look at me now yeah
0:50Fresher than a muh'f**ka
0:52Lil' n**ga bigger than gorilla
0:53'Cause I'm killin' every n**ga that can try to be on my sh*t
0:55Better cuff your chick if you with her I can get her
0:57And she accidentally slip and fall on my d**k
0:59Oops I said on my d**k
1:00I ain't really mean to say on my d**k
1:02But since we're talking about my d**k
1:03All of you haters say hi to it I'm done
1:06Ayo Breezy let me show you how to keep the dice rollin'
1:09When you're doing that thing over there homie
1:14Let's go
1:15'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin'
1:16And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away get away get away
1:18Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
1:19'Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day
1:21See they really really wanna pop me
1:23Just know that you will never flop me
1:24And I know that I can be a little cocky
1:26You ain't never gonna stop me
1:27Everytime I come a n**ga gotta set it
1:29Then I gotta go and then I gotta get it
1:30Then I gotta blow and then I gotta show that
1:31Any little thing that n**ga think that he be doin'
1:33'Cause it doesn't matter 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da
1:34Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything
1:35A ba-da-boom a ba-da-bing I gotta do a lotta things
1:37That make it clearer to a couple n**gas
1:38That I always win and then I gotta get it again
1:40And again and then again
1:41And I be doin' it to death
1:42And now I move a little foul a n**ga better call a ref
1:44And everybody know my style
1:44And n**gas know that I'm the best
1:45When it come to doing this and I be bangin' on my chest
1:47And I bang in the East and I'm bangin' in the West
1:49And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
1:51You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press
1:52Do you really wanna know what's next let's go
1:54See the way we on and then we all up in the race
1:55And you know we gotta go
1:56Don't try to keep up with the pace
1:57And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in
1:59And we always gotta do it take it to another place
2:00Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
2:01And I gotta cut all through this traffic
2:03Just to be at the top of the throne better know I gotta have it
2:07Look at me now look at me now oh
2:12I'm gettin' paper
2:14Look at me now oh look at me now yeah
2:18Fresher than a muh'f**ka
2:20Man f**k these b**ch-a** n**gas
2:21How y'all doin'
2:22I'm Lil Tunechi I'm a nuisance
2:24I go stupid I go dumb like the Three Stooges
2:26I don't eat sushi I'm the sh*t
2:28No I'm pollution no substitution
2:29Got a b**ch that play in movies in my jacuzzi p**sy juicy
2:33I never gave a f**k about a hater
2:34Got money on my radar dressed like a skater
2:36Got a big house came with a elevator
2:37You n**gas ain't eatin' f**k it tell a waiter
2:39Marley said shoot 'em and I said okay
2:41If you wanted bullsh*t then I'm like ¡Olé
2:42I don't care what you say so don't even speak
2:44Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
2:46That's word to my flag and my flag red
2:47I'm out of my head b**ch
2:48I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb
2:50You ain't hotter than mine
2:51Nope not on my time and I'm not even tryin'
2:52What's poppin' slime
2:53Nothin' five
2:54And if they trippin' f**k 'em five
2:56I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
2:57These n**gas as sweet as pumpkin pie
2:59Cîroc and Sprite on a private flight
3:01B**ch I been tight since Guiding Light
3:02And my pockets right and my diamonds white
3:04And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead
3:05You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild
3:07Been here for a while I was like f**k trial
3:09I puts it down I'm so Young Money
3:10If you got eyes look at me now b**ch
3:13Look at me now look at me now oh
3:18I'm gettin' paper
3:19Look at me now oh look at me now yeah
3:24Fresher than a muh'f**ka
3:29Okay
3:32Okay
3:35Is that right
3:37I'm fresher than a muh'f**ka
Look At Me Now (Explicit) - Chris Brown I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Ha ha ha Leggo Yellow model chick yellow bottle sippin' Yellow Lamborghini yellow top missin' Yeah yeah that sh*t look like a toupee I get what you get in ten 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 Look at me now look at me now oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now oh look at me now yeah Fresher than a muh'f**ka Lil' n**ga bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm killin' every n**ga that can try to be on my sh*t Better cuff your chick if you with her I can get her And she accidentally slip and fall on my d**k Oops I said on my d**k I ain't really mean to say on my d**k But since we're talking about my d**k All of you haters say hi to it I'm done Ayo Breezy let me show you how to keep the dice rollin' When you're doing that thing over there homie Let's go 'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin' And I'm feelin' 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 See they really really wanna pop me Just know that you will never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky You ain't never gonna stop me Everytime I come a n**ga 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 n**ga think that he be doin' 'Cause it doesn't matter 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything A ba-da-boom a ba-da-bing I gotta do a lotta things That make it clearer to a couple n**gas That I always win and then I gotta get it again And again and then again And I be doin' it to death And now I move a little foul a n**ga better call a ref And everybody know my style And n**gas know that I'm the best When it come to doing this and I be bangin' on my chest And I bang in the East and I'm bangin' 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 could read it in the press Do you really wanna know what's next let's go See the way we on and then we all up in the race And you know we gotta go Don't try to keep up with the pace And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in And we always gotta do it 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 Look at me now look at me now oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now oh look at me now yeah Fresher than a muh'f**ka Man f**k these b**ch-a** n**gas How y'all doin' I'm Lil Tunechi I'm a nuisance I go stupid I go dumb like the Three Stooges I don't eat sushi I'm the sh*t No I'm pollution no substitution Got a b**ch that play in movies in my jacuzzi p**sy juicy I never gave a f**k about a hater Got money on my radar dressed like a skater Got a big house came with a elevator You n**gas ain't eatin' f**k it tell a waiter Marley said shoot 'em and I said okay If you wanted bullsh*t then I'm like ¡Olé 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 b**ch 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 tryin' What's poppin' slime Nothin' five And if they trippin' f**k 'em five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive These n**gas as sweet as pumpkin pie Cîroc and Sprite on a private flight B**ch I been tight since Guiding Light And my pockets right and my diamonds white And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild Been here for a while I was like f**k trial I puts it down I'm so Young Money If you got eyes look at me now b**ch Look at me now look at me now oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now oh look at me now yeah Fresher than a muh'f**ka Okay Okay Is that right I'm fresher than a muh'f**ka
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