(with Tyga)



[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Uh, Boom, Boom
We ballin' in the room

Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr. broom
Knockin' ^!$$%s over, call me bulldozer
One more drink for these ^!$$%s and it's over

'Cause I'm a strike that something like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she know she with a winner

And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner
Ha, ^!$$% look at my jewels
Aviator shades I ain't lookin' at you

Achoo, bless me twice
Be a rich ^!$$% I be %#@!tin' on your life
Magazine covers, Magnem rubbers

I mean Magnum, I don't $#&@ with stragglers
^!$$%s want Drama, Gangsta Grill !@$(s
Did you check the caption lights camera action


[Chorus - Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]

I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2]
[repeat]


[Verse 2 - Chris Brown]
A ^!$$% beat, beat
And shawty toot, toot

Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof
Lookin' like a superstar, when I roll through
And shawty I'm the truth, so mama what it do

Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'
When we dippin' to my hideout
Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle

Only $#&@in' with them A-listin' models
Now let's get it like
Low did it, if you done it

Then I did it
If you kick it
Then I'm with it

We can do this %#@! all night
Your minute don't compare to my limit
When I'm in it and I get it

I'm a give it to you all night
I'm the %#@!, yeah I go hard
Don't stand in lines ^!$$% I bogart

Fat boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
And don't need no battery cause I'm in charge


[Chorus - Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2]

[repeat]

[Verse 3 - Tyga]

I'm hot mo'$#&@a, get a plate (*##$
Don't say %#@!, get your face lift
Rozay (*##$ let tha champagne drip

^!$$%s swag jack, but this L.A. %#@!
Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout %#@!
Snap back them ain't even rare where the tag a what

Wack $$# all up in my ear (*##$ bag back
I bag bad (*##$es mo'$#&@a Kat Stacks
Yellow ^!$$%, no cabs

Got the phantom out, no mats
Get your camera out uh, one flash
Hot beams steady shot clap your $$#

Aw, T. raw I'm so uh
Loc's on, chucks low, black beanie dog
Patron top wash straight from the liquor store

I'm turnt up I can't feel my face so

[Chorus - Tyga & Chris Brown]

Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2]
[repeat]