Look at Me Now
Look at Me Now: Chords
Prontuario con tutti gli accordi, Spedizione gratis!Parlato: I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Leggo LAm Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah, yeah That shit look like a toupée I get what you get in ten years, in two days Ladies love me, I'm 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 LAm Look at me now, look at me now, oh I'm getting paper Look at me now, oh Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker Lil nigga bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm 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, "On my dick" I ain't really mean to say, "On my dick" But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm done Parlato: 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) LAm Let's go 'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm running And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop 'Cause 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't 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 'Cause it doesn't matter, (damn) 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da Then I'm 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 LAm 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'm the the best when it come to doing this And I be banging on my chest And I bang in the east, and I'm 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's next? Let's go LAm See the way we on and then we all up in the race And you know we gotta go, don't 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 LAm Look at me now, look at me now, oh I'm getting paper Look at me now, oh Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'? I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm 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't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay" If you on that bullshit then I'm like, "Olé" I don't care what you say, so don't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying What's poppin' Slime? Nothin', five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em, five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Cîroc 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's dead You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild Been here for a while I was like, "Fuck trial" I puts it down, I'm so Young Money If you got eyes look at me now, bitch LAm Look at me now, look at me now, oh (ha) I'm getting paper Look at me now, oh (ha) Look at me now, yeah Fresher than a motherfucker... Okay Okay Is that right? I'm fresher than a motherfucker
CreditsAutori: BROWN CHRISTOPHER MAURICE, BUENDIA RYAN, CARTER DWAYNE, KOUAME JEAN BAPTISTE, PENTZ THOMAS WESLEY, SMITH TREVOR, WALL VAN DE NICK L
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Look at Me Now: Video
Look at Me Now è un brano composto e inciso da Chris Brown, contenuto nell'album F.A.M.E. pubblicato nel 2011. Quarto lavoro in studio per il rapper della Virginia, ha nel titolo non solo il riferimento alla sua notorietà ma anche l'acronimo di un messaggio: Forgiving All My Enemies (Perdonare tutti i miei nemici). La canzone è il quarto singolo estratto dal disco, un pezzo in puro stile hip hop che vede la partecipazione di due veterani del rap afroamericano quali Busta Rhymes e Lil Wayne.