[Chris Brown]
All my ladies put ya hands up
All my ladies put ya hands up
If toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if toi that bomb-bomb
Girl toi got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside if ya booty I'ma conquer
If ya question bout my size, I give toi the answer
Girl toi got that good good
I already know
Tell it par your size
I know toi a dancer
Rein-derierre, I'ma call toi Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera
All my ladies if toi got it let me know
She thick in her hips, Cold than a motha
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
pomme looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave

If toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if toi got bomb-bomb
Girl toi got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

[Wiz Khalifa]
Something like a pimp, nothin' like them other fellas
Heard that toi the shit, girl we should blow up together
Ooh I know toi got that bomb shit, call it 9/11
I'm just tryna beat it up, he could it acapella
We should go back to my crib, thats what I'ma tell her
Bring one ou two of them, cause your Friends looking kinda jealous
Rolling papers like propellers blowing mozarella
Lotta n-ggas in the club, who cares I'm the realest
Tell the waiters we gon need plus cases

And when toi think the money's gone we spending plus faces
She with homeboy, but she want this
6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz

[Chris Brown]
She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
pomme looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave
If toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if toi got bomb-bomb
Girl toi got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Hold up kimosabe, my lit de bébé look like a lobby
I'm in that black Bugatti
and I off that carlo Rossi
I with thta Taylor Posse
These ladies wanna party
And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey
So hold up n-gga, stop me
All these haters watch me
I give it up, your in the deep, toi can call me cocky
Any stage ou any beat toi know I'ma body
And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty

She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
pomme looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave

If toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know toi got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if toi got bomb-bomb
Girl toi got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb