What They Want

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] These niggas mad, they mugging me I like my pussy bald, Mr. Clean She started waxing, my dick relaxing I make her bed rock, call me the mattress king She got a sick body, I'm like her vaccine Come to think about it, Vitamin D Her ass up out them jeans, but keep your heels on The bedroom, yeah that's the kill zone It's Young Money baby and it's CBE Let my name spell it out CMB Haters don't bother me, blogs swallow these Oops, now watch that beat on TMZ Breezy bitch you know it's me, your girl wetter than Poland Springs So I go deeper under water, submarine Now let me dive-in, head first Yeah I'm a nice guy, but I'm a grown motherfucker [Hook: Tyga & Chris Brown] All of these bitches in the party, these niggas fuck with me But I don't fuck with nobody I pull up in the back bitches waiting in the lobby Come here, let me show you, do it like I'm 'posed to nigga I'm what they want, I'm what they want I'm what they want, I'm what they want I'm what they want, I'm what they want Come here let me show you, do it how I'm supposed to, nigga [Verse 2: Tyga] Hot damn ho, yeah I'm going in Pussy poppers want me to eat it, then sister get it trim Show me tits, grown men, I don't fool around with kids Rob Kelly, tell her piss me up 100 bid Cash Money in this bitch, Young Money in your bizz Fuck around with that label, yellow labels on your ribs That's the shit them niggas get, homie, bitches bend they ribs One time for the shottas, black hogs on them choppers, bitch Shit sound sick, water flow drowned bitch Oh you smoke that seed a lot, my niggas on pounds bitch We don't hit the club a lot, we be in them lounges With them girls 5'10" front cover Vogue shit, bitch [Hook x2]