Look at Me Now - Chris Brown ft Lil Wayne and Busta Rhymes (lyrics) I don\u0027t see how you can hate from outside of the club You can\u0027t even get in Leggo Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah, yeah That shit look like a toup\u00e9e I get what you get in ten years, in two days Ladies love me, I\u0027m on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? She wax it all off, Mister Miyagi And them suicide doors, Hari-kari Look at me now, look at me now, oh I\u0027m getting paper Look at me now, oh Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker Lil nigga bigger than gorilla \u0027Cause I\u0027m killing every nigga that can 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, \u0022On my dick\u0022 I ain\u0027t really mean to say, \u0022On my dick\u0022 But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I\u0027m done Ayo, Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When your doing that thing over there, homie (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Let\u0027s go \u0027Cause I\u0027m feelin\u0027 like I\u0027m running And I\u0027m feelin\u0027 like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don\u0027t and I won\u0027t ever stop \u0027Cause you know I gotta win every day, day, day (go) See, they really, really wanna pop me (blow) Just know that you will never flop me (oh) And I know that I can be a little cocky (no) You ain\u0027t 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 Any little thing a nigga think that he be doing \u0027Cause it doesn\u0027t matter, (damn) \u0027cause I\u0027m gonna da-da-da-da Then I\u0027m 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 always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then 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\u0027m the the best when it come to doing this And I be banging on my chest And I bang in the east, and I\u0027m 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\u0027s next? Let\u0027s go See the way we on and then we all up in the race And you know we gotta go, don\u0027t try to keep up with the pace And we struggling and hustling and sending in to get it And we 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 Look at me now, look at me now, oh I\u0027m getting paper Look at me now, oh Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y\u0027all doin\u0027? I\u0027m Lil Tunechi, I\u0027m a nuisance I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges I don\u0027t eat sushi, I\u0027m the shit, no I\u0027m 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\u0027t eatin\u0027, fuck it, tell a waiter Marley said, \u0022Shoot \u0027em\u0022, and I said, \u0022Okay\u0022 If you on that bullshit then I\u0027m like, \u0022Ol\u00e9\u0022 I don\u0027t care what you say, so don\u0027t even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That\u0027s word to my flag, and my flag red I\u0027m out of my head, bitch, I\u0027m outta my mind, from the bottom I climb You ain\u0027t hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I\u0027m not even trying What\u0027s poppin\u0027 Slime? Nothin\u0027, five, and if they trippin\u0027 fuck \u0027em, five I ain\u0027t got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie C\u00eeroc and Sprite on a private flight Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light And my pockets white, and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and my daddy\u0027s dead You faggots scared \u0027cause I\u0027m too wild Been here for a while I was like, \u0022Fuck trial\u0022 I puts it down, I\u0027m so Young Money If you got eyes look at me now, bitch Look at me now, look at me now, oh (ha) I\u0027m getting paper Look at me now, oh (ha) Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker Okay Okay Is that right? I\u0027m fresher than a motherfucker