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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Ayo by Chris Brown




Ayo
Hook:
Ayo, all my b**ches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo, I'mma take her ass down bring her friend around
Like ayo, I'm a bouche ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo,ayo but don't be acting like we need you
Tyga:
Ahhh ayye babe this my new sh*t
I'm the black (?) with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
(?) Wake up like I gotta get it and I got a engine with a trunk space
I get money three ways , f**king b**ches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hable, but I make that b**ch walk with some cheesecake
I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more in to money
My hobby is her body, her pussy is monogamy
I'mma eat it, I don't lie hold my dick I'm conceited
Told her she's my wife for the weekend, but don't be acting like I need you
Cause we poppin' like ..
(Hook)

Chris Brown:
I'm in a rolls, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna f**k CoCo, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she going to motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just got me worried about f**king
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body, body
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeahhhh)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
See when I go down on her
We f**king, she thugging
We getting louddd
Cause we poppin' like ..
(Hook)
Look, Look
Chris Brown:
Now I can spot your b**ch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
Tyga:
You losing money, I windmill Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Sez
Chris Brown:
Paper, paper I'm riding scr*pers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, and stank on us
Tyga:
Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my b**ch like (?)
Chris Brown:
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a f**k about pedestrians
Tyga:
And my section more niggas , less lesbians
Chris Brown:
Got your b**ch, I'm that niggaaaa
(Hook)
Outro:
This that fly sh*t, King sh*t only
Drop top, no roof




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