Chris Brown - Nothin' Like Me Lyrics
[Hook: Chris Brown]She don't think that I can changeSo I switched from a Benz to a RangeFirst class to the jet (yeah! )Got more money than her exWay more money than her exAnd he ain't nothing like me, girlI done showed you shit you never seen, girlBut he ain't nothing like me, girl[Verse 1: Ty Dolla Sign]He complain about your spendingI hand you the card, tell you spend itMaster P, no limitI let you do you, girlHe don't put no gas in your car, nahWe hit the lot and buy cars, girlHe ***** you every blue moonI hit it till the sun come upThat's why I ***** with you girlYou ain't looking for no come upYour nigga ain't about his moneyHe got zeros, I got commasHe buying drinks, I'm buying bottlesWe pulling up on Forgiato'sAll of my niggas got moneyThat nigga can't pull out a hundred[Hook: Chris Brown][Verse 2: Chris Brown]I ain't gone start shitAnd a nigga ain't worried 'bout the homiesTwerk that shit on me from the front to the backI know you got a nigga, don't lie***** your boyfriend, not tonightI'ma make you mine, all nightDamn I'm on your ass can't hide itCause all my girls that sing this shit don't want a broke nigga (no)All they wanna do smoke and drinkAnd they know what I'm thinkingShe choosing (choosing) to ***** with a fly niggaYour ***** about to change upI'm the truth, you a lie, nigga[Hook: Chris Brown]She don't think that I can changeSo I switched from a Benz to a RangeFirst class to the jet (yeah! )Got more money than her exWay more money than her exAnd he ain't nothing like me, girlI done showed you shit you never seen, girlBut he ain't nothing like me, girl[Verse 3: Tyga]More money, most moneyMarlon Wayans, tell them niggas ain't shit funnyTight money, shit too private for your plane moneyYou coach money, I toast crimes loaf runningRich nigga, Alpo, Rich PorterI'm CEO, plus I *****ed his granddaughterI do shit you think about on the toiletMy cup over-running, flowing like Fiji waterAnd my new ***** sorta like an alcoholic***** my new car, call that ***** "whatchamacallit"T-Raw (yeah) got ***** callingOHB L-K, only ballingI came with the tooth fillerIn case a nigga wanna score a round with me, niggaTrue shit, trill niggaPut down my hard hat, drill *****es, ***** with me[Hook: Chris Brown x2]She don't think that I can changeSo I switched from a Benz to a RangeFirst class to the jet (yeah! )Got more money than her exWay more money than her exAnd he ain't nothing like me, girlI done showed you shit you never seen, girlBut he ain't nothing like me, girl
