Intro: Tyga
Niggas won't ride for you, niggas won't die for you
Bitch I'll ride for you, niggas won't die for you
Fuckin' in the mornin', makin' love, fuckin' in the mornin'
Wakin' up, fuckin' in the mornin', niggas won't ride for you
Hook: Chris Brown x2
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl you loud
Verse 1: Tyga
I put that diamond in you, boo
Put on your favorite birthday suit
I hit them lights, we in the mood
I'ma slide inside and don't you move
Scorpio, sex drive for two
Who else you know would die for you?
Them niggas ain't livin' that shit
I showed you shit them niggas won't ever do.
This year I do my thing
'Bout to put that def to shame
So high, eyes low
How you scream my name the only time you use in vain
But I swear this time no foreplay and games
Shoot it straight to your naval ring, put it back in, go again
Lookin' at this mess we made but I can't take the blame
Pre-Hook: Both
This your bed, you lay in it
I'ma lick it up, girl gon' play with it
Taste so good, I put my face in it
Now she runnin' from the dick, I told her stay with it
[Hook] x2
Verse 2: Chris Brown
Yeah you are
Steppin' on my heart
You're so cold right now
And you tried to lay me down
But I'm not scared of death, girl
If I die, my love ain't gon' change
Cause we're in deep, hold your breath, girl
Baby I'm in so deep, and you just wanna be loud all night, girl
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] x2
