Nothin' Like Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Mustard on the beat, hoe! {Hook–Chris Brown}: She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl (Dolla $ign) {Ty Dolla $ign}: He complain about spending I hand you the card, tell you spend it Master P, no limit I let you do you, girl He don't put no gas in your car, nah We hit the lot and buy cars, girl He fuck you every blue moon I hit it 'til the sun come up That's why I fuck with you girl You ain't looking for no come up Your nigga ain't about his money He got zeros, I got commas He buying drinks, I'm buying bottles We pulling up on Forgiato's (giato's) All of my niggas got money That nigga can't pull out a hundred, oh yeah. She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl {Chris Brown}: I ain't gone start shit and a nigga ain't worried 'bout the homies Twerk that shit on me from the front to the back I know you got a nigga, don't lie Fuck your boyfriend, not tonight I'mma make you mine, all night (all night) Damn I'm on your ass can't hide it 'Cause all my girls that's in this bitch don't want a broke nigga, no All they wanna do is smoke and drink And they know what I'm thinking She choosing (choosing) to fuck with a fly nigga (yeah) Your bitch about to change up I'm the truth, you a lie, nigga. She don't think that I can change (yeah) So I switched from a Benz to a Range (I bet) First class to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex (aw babe) Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl {Tyga}: Ahh! More money, most money Marlon Wayans, tell them niggas ain't shit funny Tight money, shit too private for your plane money You coach money, I toast crumbs, loaf running Rich nigga, Alpo, Rich Porter I'm CEO, plus I fucked his granddaughter I do shit you think about on the toilet My cup over-running, flowing like Fiji water And my new bitch sorta like an alcoholic Bitch my new car, call that bitch "whatchamacallit" T-Raw (yeah) got pussy calling OHB L-K, only balling I came with the tooth filler In case a nigga wanna score a round with me, nigga True shit, trill nigga Put down my hard hat, drill bitches, fuck with me, ahh! She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet, yeah Got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex (oh babe, oooh) And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl - x2 He ain't nothing like me, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl