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Ayo Lyrics – Chris Brown & Tyga

    Ayo is a popular rap song by Chris Brown & Tyga from the 2015 album Fan of a Fan the Album. Check words to Chris Brown & Tyga Ayo Lyrics in English below.

    Ayo Lyrics – Chris Brown & Tyga 

    [Intro: Mila J]
    I need you, I need you
    I need you, I need you
    I need you, I need you (Lemme see)
    I need you, I need you

    [Chorus: Chris Brown]
    We poppin’ like ayo
    All my bitches got real hair chillin’ with the top down
    Screamin’ like ayo
    I’ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
    Fuck ’em both like ayo
    I’m a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
    We poppin’ like ayo
    Ayo, ayo
    But don’t be actin’ like I need you

    [Verse 1: Tyga]
    Ha!
    Ayy, babe, this my new shit (Shit)
    I’m the black Richie Rich with the roof missin’ (Missin’)
    If it don’t make dollars, don’t make sense (Sense)
    Z (Z), wake up like I gotta get it (Get it)
    And I got an engine full of trunk space
    I get money three ways, fuckin’ bitches three ways
    Seven different foreigns, plus she’s no hablé
    But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake (Cheesecake)
    Yeah, I’m the coldest nigga, icy
    Lookin’ 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’ma eat it (Eat it), I’ma eat it (Eat it)
    I don’t lie, hold my dick, too conceited
    Uh, told her she’s my wife for the weekend (For the weekend)
    But don’t be actin’ like I need you
    [Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga & Both]
    ‘Cause we poppin’ like ayo (Ha! Yeah)
    All my bitches got real hair chillin’ with the top down
    Screamin’ like ayo
    I’ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
    Fuck ’em both like ayo
    I’m a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
    We poppin’ like ayo
    Ayo, we poppin’ like ayo
    But don’t be actin’ like I need you

    [Verse 2: Chris Brown]
    I’m in the Rolls, you don’t roll right (Roll right)
    My chain shine brighter than a strobe light (Yeah)
    I’m tryna fuck Coco, this don’t concern Ice
    If I motorboat, she gon’ motorbike (Ha!)
    A nigga ain’t worried about nothin’
    Rehabilitation just had me worried about fuckin’
    Money, decision-makin’, only worried ’bout stuntin’
    She worried ’bout me, her nigga worried ’bout cuffin’
    I wanna see her body (Body)
    Then she said, “Get inside of me
    I wanna feel you, baby” (Yeah)
    Just bring the animal right out of me
    We lovin’, she love it
    Especially when I go down on her
    Now we fuckin’, she thuggin’
    Gettin’ loud
    [Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga & Both]
    ‘Cause we poppin’ like ayo
    All my bitches got real hair chillin’ with the top down
    Screamin’ like ayo
    I’ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
    Fuck ’em both like ayo
    I’m a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
    We poppin’ like ayo
    Ayo (Huh, look), we poppin’ like ayo
    But don’t be actin’ like I need you (Alright)

    [Verse 3: Chris Brown & Tyga]
    Now, now I can spot your bitch from a mile away (‘way)
    Valentine in that pussy, it’s a holiday
    Uh, you losin’ money, I win mills, Dr. J (J)
    She gon’ to follow my lead, Simon Says
    Paper, paper, I’m ridin’ ‘scrapers in California (‘fornia)
    Car smell like ammonia, we got that stank on us
    Never been a Outkast, 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 fuck about pedestrians
    Uh, and my section less niggas, more lesbians
    Got your bitch, I’m that nigga

    [Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga & Both]
    Yeah, we poppin’ like ayo (Ha! Yeah)
    All my bitches got real hair chillin’ with the top down (Yeah)
    Screamin’ like ayo
    I’ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
    Fuck ’em both like ayo
    I’m a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
    We poppin’ like ayo
    Ayo, ayo
    But don’t be actin’ like I need you
    [Outro: Tyga & Mila J]
    Yeah, this that fly shit (I need you)
    King shit only
    Drop top, no roof, ha!
    (I need you)

     

    Writer(s): Chris Brown, Ty Dolla $ign, Mark Kragen, Johnny Mollings, Oliver Goldstein

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