Look At Me Now Lyrics - Chris Brown

"Look At Me Now"

(feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes)

[Intro: Chris Brown]

 I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club

 You can't even get in

 Hahaha, leggo

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

 Yellow model chick

 Yellow bottle sipping

 Yellow Lamborghini

 Yellow top missing

 Yeah, yeah

 That shit look like a toupee

 I get what you get in 10 years, in two days

 Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

 If you get what I get, what would you say?

 She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi

 And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

 Look at me now, look at me now

 Oh, I'm getting paper

 Look at me now

 Oh, look at me now

 Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

 Lil nigga bigger than gorilla

 'Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit

 Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her

 And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick

 Oops I said on my dick

 I ain't really mean to say on my dick

 But since we talking about my dick

 All of you haters say hi to it

 I'm done

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]

 Ayo Breezy

 Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

 When you're doing that thing over there homie

 Let's go!

 'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running

 And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away

 Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

 'Cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day

 See they don't really wanna pop me

 Just know that you never flop me

 And I know that I can be a little cocky

 You ain't never gonna stop me

 Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it

 Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shudder that any little thing that nigga think he be doing

 'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada

 Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing

 I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas

 That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again

 And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul

 A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style

 And niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this

 And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west

 And I come to give you more and I will never give you less

 You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

 Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go

 See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know

 We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace

 We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it

 And always gotta do it take it to another place

 Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

 And I gotta cut all through his traffic

 Just to be at the top of the throne

 Better know I gotta have it, have it

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

 Look at me now, look at me now

 Oh, I'm getting paper

 Look at me now

 Oh, look at me now

 Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]

 Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?

 I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges

 I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution

 Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy

 I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar

 Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator

 You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter

 Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"

 If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay

 I don't care what you say, so don't even speak

 Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

 That's word to my flag, and my flag red

 I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb

 You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying

 What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five

 I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

 Ciroc and sprite on a private flight,

 Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light",

 And my pockets right, and my diamonds white

 And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead

 You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while

 I was like fuck trial I puts it down

 I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

 Look at me now, look at me now

 Oh, I'm getting paper

 Look at me now

 Oh, look at me now

 Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker

[Outro: Chris Brown]

 Okay, okay

 Is that right?

 I'm fresher than a motherfucker