Yao Ming (Remix)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] I'm a king, yes I'm a don, nigga what you want? And I'm off two Jagerbombs, and I'm your daddy cause I pay your mom And it's hard to hate on niggas, when you the most hated on You know what, I don't give a fuck, cause your girl's pussy's my cologne And she's on my private jet, she says she wanna try that mile high Jungle better be shaved cause I ain't fucking wildlife And she's smoking loud right, can you hear me now? But she still be super high when my plane be touching down Can't tell me stop it cause I'm gon' cop it, anything you got my goons gon' rob it Nigga it's my time and you can't clock it and I'm throwing racks, tell that nigga pop it And she the best dancer, going hammer and this new girl way better What's my name? You know the answer, who did the beat? David-David Banner [Chorus 1] And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy, Yao Ming Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy [Verse 2: David Banner] It's all about my business, start collecting interests Fill my own wishlist so everyday it's Christmas I don't have no time to wait, I need my money with the quickness Ain't nothing like fast money, can I get a witness? They say that I've been gone, now say what you mean Bitch, if I fell off I landed on the movie screen They think I'm off the scene, but it ain't what it seems They wonder why my self-esteem is tall as Yao Ming My money coming in, that shit coming out You can gon' bump your guns, I put this pistol in your mouth Mississippi motherfucker, ho I'm from the south If you ain't talking 'bout no money, bitch don't open up your mouth, mouth [Hook 2] Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy, and bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy, and bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy, Yao Ming Look at my daddy, look at my daddy Look at my daddy, look at my daddy [Verse 3: ASAP Rocky] It's Mr. Pretty Mother Mother, bitch, I am the trill man Spit that gangsta boogie, amazon, they still dance Them raiders be like haters, we the trill clan, no the real clan Think where you got your style from, you niggas old as my lil man Cause I'm ready to go, she next to blow, like her fat ass, baby flexible Got a gallery with collectibles, I pay my taxes, eat my vegetables I'm Texas throwed, my necklace gold, keep a bad bitch, couple naked hoes A couple of deals with no records sold, that comma-comma decimal Gripping and spitting that tech, come for respect, tripping, I'm flipping your neck All on my set when I'm pitching and flipping that wet then the dealers feeling a threat Shawty dancing got a whole lot of ass on her She don't like a jiggy nigga I'mma pass on her I said I'm off of the hook, she open off of my looks I got her braiding my hair, I got her rolling my kush I told her I am a crook because her heart's what I took Holla if you need a job lil mama, it's off of the books [Hook 2]