[Chris Brown]. All my ladies put ya hands up. All my ladies put ya hands up. If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb. Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb. Oh me oh my body like a monster. Let me get inside if ya booty I’ma conquer. If ya question bout my size I give you the answer. Girl you got that good good. I already know. Tell it by your size. I know you a dancer. Rein-derierre I’ma call you Prancer. Booty paparaz pose for the camera. All my ladies if you got it let me know. She thick in her hips Cold than a motha. Licking her lips a bad mothasucker. Apple looking so right she make me want a piece. I give it to her all night so she don’t wanna leave. If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb. Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb. [Wiz Khalifa]. Something like a pimp nothin’ like them other fellas. Heard that you the shit girl we should blow up together. Ooh I know you got that bomb shit call it 9/11. I’m just tryna beat it up he could it acapella. We should go back to my crib thats what I’ma tell her. Bring one or two of them cause your friends looking kinda jealous. Rolling papers like propellors blowing mozarella. Lotta n-ggas in the club who cares I’m the realest. Tell the waiters we gon need more cases. And when you think the money’s gone we spending more faces. She with homeboy but she want this. 6 cars 8 chains 3 cribs 1 Wiz. [Chris Brown]. She thick in her hips Cold than a mother. Licking her lips a bad mothersucker. Apple looking so right she make me want a piece. I give it to her all night so she don’t wanna leave. If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb. Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb. Hold up kimosabe my crib look like a lobby. I’m in that black Bugatti. and I off that carlo Rossi. I with thta Taylor Posse. These ladies wanna party. And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey. So hold up n-gga stop me. All these haters watch me. I give it up your in the deep you can call me cocky. Any stage or any beat you know I’ma body. And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty. She thick in her hips Cold than a mother. Licking her lips a bad mothersucker. Apple looking so right she make me want a piece. I give it to her all night so she don’t wanna leave. If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb. Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb. Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb. Mtk19-'