Ayo

Letra de Ayo

Ayo Hook: Ayo, all my bitches 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 ni*** left the roof at home We popping like ayo,ayo but don't be acting like we need you Tyga: Ahhh! Aye babe this my new shit I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing If it don't make dollars it don't make sense Z, wake up like I gotta get it And I got an engine full of trunk space I get money three ways, fuc*** bitches three ways 7 different foreigns plus she no hablé But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake Yeah, I'm the coldest ni***, icy Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me She too into me, I'm more into money My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it I don't lie, hope my dick's, too conceited Uh, 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*** CoCo, this don't concern Ice If I motorboat, she going to motorbike A ni*** ain't worried about nothin' Rehabilitation just got me worried about fuc*** Money, decision-making only worried about stunting She worried about me, her ni*** 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 fuc***, she thugging We getting louddd Cause we poppin' like .. (Hook) Look, Look Chris Brown & Tyga: Huh, look, alright Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away Valentine in that pu***, it's a holiday (Uh, you losing money, I win mills, Dr. J She going to follow my lead, Simon Says) Paper, paper, I'm riding Scrapers in California Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us (Never been an outcast 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 f*** about pedestrians (And my section less niggas, more lesbians) Got your bitch, I'm that ni*** (Yeah we poppin' like) (Hook) Outro: This that fly shit, King shit only Drop top, no roof

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