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Artist: Chris Brown & Tyga
Album:  Fan of a Fan: The Album
Song:   Ayo
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

"I need you" {*repeated throughout the song*}

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
We poppin' like - aiyyo
All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down
Screamin' like - aiyyo
I'ma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like - aiyyo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We poppin' like - aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
But don't be actin' like I need you

[Tyga]
AHH! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missin'
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine with a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
Seven different foreigns plus she's no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Lookin' in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'ma eat it, I'ma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be actin' like I need you cause we poppin' like

[Chorus]

[Chris Brown]
I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light (yeah)
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fuckin'
Money, decision-makin' only worried about stuntin'
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffin'
I wanna see her body (body)
She said "Get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me"
We lovin', she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fuckin', she thuggin'
Gettin' loooud {cause we poppin' like}

[Chorus]

[Chris Brown] + (Tyga)
Huh, look, alright
Now, now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uhh, you losin' money, I windmills, Dr. J)
(She goin' to follow my lead, +Simon Says+)
Paper paper, I'm ridin' scrapers in California
Car smellin' like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an OutKast that +Stank+ on ya)
(From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Tyga]
Yeah, this that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof - AHH!