Holla @ Me (Bonus Track)

(album: Fan Of A Fan - 2010)

[Verse 1 Chris Brown]
Uh, Boom, Boom
We balling in the room
Sweeping up my competition call me Mr. broom
Knocking niggas over, call me bulldozer
One more drink for these niggas and it's over
'Cause I'm a strike that something like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she know she with a winner
And we straight to the crib, I ain't taking her to dinner
Ha, Nigga look at my jewels
Aviator shades I ain't looking at you
Achoo, bless me twice
Be a rich nigga I be shitting on your life
Magazine covers, Magnem rubbers
I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers
Niggas want Drama, Gangsta Grill bastards
Did you check the caption lights camera action

[Chorus Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]
I'm turned up, I'm super turned up [x2]
[repeat]

[Verse 2 Chris Brown]
A nigga beat, beat
And shawty toot, toot
Blowing out their brains, car need a new roof
Looking like a superstar, when I roll through
And shawty I'm the truth, so mama what it do
Now let's ride out, ain't no tripping
When we dipping to my hideout
Big dipper 'cause you sipping on my bottle
Only fucking with them A-listing models
Now let's get it like
Low did it, if you done it
Then I did it
If you kick it
Then I'm with it
We can do this shit all night
Your minute don't compare to my limit
When I'm in it and I get it
I'm a give it to you all night
I'm the shit, yeah I go hard
Don't stand in lines nigga I bogart
Fat boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
And don't need no battery cause I'm in charge

[Chorus Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]
I'm turned up, I'm super turned up [x2]
[repeat]

[Verse 3 Tyga]
I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate bitch
Don't say shit, get your face lift
Rozay bitch let the champagne drip
Niggas swag jack, but this L.A. shit
Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
Snap back them ain't even rare where the tag a what
Wack ass all up in my ear bitch bag back
I bag bad bitches motherfucker Kat Stacks
Yellow nigga, no cabs
Got the phantom out, no mats
Get your camera out uh, one flash
Hot beams steady shot clap your ass
Aw, T. raw I'm so uh
Loc's on, chucks low, black beanie dog
Patron top wash straight from the liquor store
I'm turned up I can't feel my face so

[Chorus Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]
I'm turned up, I'm super turned up [x2]
[repeat]