Ayy
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Pullin’ all these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle
Ayy, I’m ’bout to run it up
I’m ’bout to pull up in that motherf#ckin’ Bentley truck (Ayy)
Got some bad b#tches in it, ’bout to f#ck it up (Ayy)
And we takin’ sh#t over just to sum it up, sum it up
Yeah, I need my commas, lil’ b#tch
I ain’t playin’, man, I put that on my mama and sh#t
24 on the jersey, just for mama and sh#t
Vince Carter on that beat, I broke my arm through the rim
It’s your birthday, put your hands in the air, it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a f#ck ’cause that’s your birthday
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me
Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Pullin’ all these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle
I’m about to turn it up a hundred degrees
Got my baby goin’ up, fly overseas
I don’t know where your girl is, she missin’
I’m a bad boy like a Detroit Piston
n#gg#, I might smash on your b#tch, Mitch Richmond
Cookin’ up that hot sh#t, yeah, we in the kitchen
You been workin’ out, girl, lookin’ real fancy
The way you make it clap, tonight I might care for you
It’s your birthday, put your hands in the air, it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a f#ck ’cause that’s your birthday
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me
Ooh, yeah (Ooh, ayy)
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Pullin’ all these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle
Yeah, let’s play, your body makes me feel a way
Just make it shake, I want you to put it all in my face
Make it nasty
Bad b#tch (Bad), walked in (Walked), her friends locked in (Yeah)
Top ten (Woah), toxic I am, yes, ma’am (Yeah-yeah)
And if they hatin’ on you, I might have to kick them out ’cause
It’s your birthday (It’s your birthday), put your hands in the air, it’s your birthday (Birthday)
And you know we don’t give a f#ck ’cause that’s your birthday (Birthday, yeah)
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place (First)
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me
Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Two-fifty, oh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Yeah-yeah, I did that, ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Tipsy, yeah)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (I know, ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Vibe, ooh, ayy)
Pullin’ all these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle (Freestyle)
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Chris Brown Lyrics – Iffy
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