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Chris Brown - Look At Me Now ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes (Cover by Karmin)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Karmin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amy Noonan
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missing
Yup, yup, that stuff look like a toupee
I get what you get in ten years in two days
[Verse 2]
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
He wax it on and off, Mister Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
[Verse 3]
Look at me now, look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now, look at me now
Fresher than a muh, what?
[Verse 4]
Little bit bigger than a Gorilla
'Cause I'm killing every jigga that try to be on my stuff
Better cuff your man, if I want him, I can get him
'Cause he accidentally slipped and fell on my crack
Oops, I said on my crack, I didn't really mean to say on my crack
But since we talking about my crack
All you haters say hi to that
I'm done
No really though, I'm not done
[Verse 5]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
But I know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win every day-day
See a hater that really, really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never stop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
Oh, you ain't never gonna flop me
Every time I come a jigga gotta set it
Said I got it going then I gotta get it, then I gotta blow
And then I gotta show that
Any little thing a jigga think that he be doing
'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da-da
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything
Ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing, I gotta do a lot of things
And make it clear to the competition
'Cause I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again
[Verse 6]
And I be doing it do death
And now I move a little foul, a jigga better call a ref
And everybody know my style, jiggas know that I'm the best
When I come to doing this, I be banging on my chest
And I bang in the East and I'm banging in the West
And I come to give you more, now I never give you less
You will hear it in the streets or you could read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next?
See the way we on it when we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
And we struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it
And always gotta get it and take it to another place
Gotta taste it, then I gotta grab it
Then I gotta cut through all this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Gotta know I gotta have it, gotta have it
[Verse 7]
Look at me now, look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now, look at me now
Fresher than a muh, what?
[Verse 8]
Man, forget these haters
How y'all doing?
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 stuff
No pollution or substitution
Now I'm chilling, playing movies
In my jacuzzi, fruit is juicy
I never give a damn about a hater
Got money on my radar
Dressed like a skater
Got a big house, came with an elevator
You jiggas ain't eating, go tell a waiter
Marley said shoot 'em, and I said okay
You on that bull, I'm like olé
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your boy finna freak like Cirque du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm outta my head, yo, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom I climb, you ain't harder than mine
Nope, not in my time
Not even trying
What's popping, slime?
Nothing, five
And if they tripping, forget 'em, five
Ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These jiggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight
I've been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets white, my diamonds white
My mama's nice and my daddy's gone
Your piece be scared 'cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while, I was like no trial
I puts it down, I'm so Young Money
You got eyes, look at me now
[Verse 9]
Look at me now, look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now, look at me now
Fresher than a muh, what?
[Verse 10]
Okay
Okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a muh, what?
Written by: Amy Noonan
