[Hook: Chris Brown]
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got b**hes and marijuana
[Verse 1: Tyga]
T-ballin', globetrotter
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter
Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire
I tell her that's all you get like Street Fighter
Nah, walk with me, yeah, talk to me
That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, fall asleep to the movie
Motherf**in' goonies, Cartier rubies
Coupe, no top, yeah I took off the Kufi
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm doosing
I might just be right with my b**h in Jacuzzi
Right, n***a, gettin' right, n***a
I'mma knock that p**y out, fight night n***a
I'mma light it up, pa** it to the right n***a
All b**hes at the crib, don't invite n***as, yeah
[Hook: Chris Brown]
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
(you a problem)
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got b**hes and marijuana
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Pull up, got the fat sack
With some clean motherf**ers, no hood rats
Yeah we suited and booted, you know your b**h 'bout to toot it
She want love from a n***a, that's a heart attack, yack
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sending naked pics cause my phone tapped
Black mask, duffel bag and a hundred racks
I don't snitch but I could show you where the money at
Me n***a
It's right here
Got girls and they all on my lap, they with me n***a
Hell yeah
You see the Lambo parked in the trap, that's me n***a
I own it while you living on a lease n***a
I'm known to keep my b**hes on a leash n***a
I smoke it by the pound, what you talking 'bout?
I dick your b**h down then I walk it out
[Hook: Chris Brown]
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got b**hes and marijuana
[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Grimy n***a way too groovy for the Grammys
Overseas collecting panties, poppin' Xanies
Young n***a, hundred grand for the gram
Hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky, do the blingy,
I spending hundreds, all the fifties
Word around the city I'm that n**y, but this month I made a milli
Another month, another milli, man that sh** be gettin' silly
Man, b**h you looking silly
Uh, why you broke? Go get a check
Uh, and when you fly, who need a jet?
She wanna move out to the west
She want them diamonds on her neck
And palm trees in the yard, wanna be's with a star, huh?
And get the keys to the car huh
And wanna lick on every scar huh
My money good, sh** we buying off the bar right now
Right now
Who got the weed right now, right now?
[Hook: Chris Brown]
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got b**hes and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got b**hes and marijuana