Drop Rap

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] Fresh up off the stove, I'm hotter than a bitch Black diamond Audemar is holding down my wrist I'm the shit you playing, nigga you know my name dawg And shawty let me cut call me Fresh up off the stove, I'm hotter than a bitch Black diamond Audemar is holding down my wrist I'm the shit you playing, nigga you know my name dawg And shawty let me cut call me Mr Chainsaw This beat goes so hard, and so does your broad And when she see me, if it's easy ha, it's your fault Lamborghini, Fettuccine counts as dough dawg Big ice on my neck look like snowballs Anyway that I get it I don't care, I do it when I do I does it And you know me, shitting on niggas and I do it in public I know you're mad why? And I ain't trying to brag I'm just talking about the shit that you wish you had My tattoos compliment my attitude Light skin nigga but I'm not an average dude You're an opener and I'm going after you Headline, I hope you niggas read the news [Chorus: Petey Pablo] When they see me their jaw drop, yeah Better cuff your chick when she see me her drawer drops, yeah Shutting the club down, nigga that's on top They telling me slow down, but I ain't never gon' stop, ha okay Where the Rosé, Ciroc? Mixed wit OJ, I'm hot You not, but it's okay Yao Ming shit to me, no way haha [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Gucci shades, my chain looks like Minute Maid Blowing up is what I do, I'm a big grenade Star stunting, these nigga fronting show me something A whole clique niggas shitting, bullets dumping And when you see me, please believe me that I'm fly as hell I got a rack of broads, I call it my clientèle Tyga at the wing, two girls that's a three piece Now you see why all these singers tryna to be me Now what you talking about to the haters throw them deuces up? Back number one, middle finger's is up Straight to the top zoom zoom that's how I go And then I drop the top on my Mercielago It's not a game nigga, so I ain't got to play My niggas Mac and Diesel, it's Yung by the way G5 so I ain't got to wait The most hated on, so I ain't gotta hate [Chorus] [Verse 3: Petey Pablo] Eazy Breezy, sexy sleezy, touch me, tease me Freak a leak 'em, Chris a Breezy, Petey Petey, A B Ceezy, 1 2 threezy Kichi kichi nakamichi, okinawa nice to meet ya CEO or C M Breezy, now now who who wants to do me? We bossed up, we bossed up Come on in here girl, she getting nossed up She got her bra up, I think she wants to cut Baby there's two of us, come on let double up Go 'head and knock the ball and we gon' pop the top off And we don't care how many bottles or how much that they cost We like them dope boys, we just left off the block We open both doors and then we keep 'em locked Damn we got it locked, R&B and Hippie Hop Carolina busy bee and 9 to 5 we down the block Tell me what you want girl, I can get it for you girl He's a motherfucking chump and I'm a real thug [Chorus]