How Many Times

[Intro: Chris Brown & (DJ Khaled)]
Pour a cup for the b*tches that ain't scared to get down
Get down, get down (We The Best Music)
How many times I gotta?
Light another for the b*tches who's just only in town
(Another one) For the weekend, oh
(DJ Khaled!)

[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a n*gga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl, you're wastin' your time
You're only this young for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
How many times I gotta tell your ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell you I got a chauffeur?
Think about it, think it over
Everything is gon' be kosher
Call me when you gettin' closer
If you take a taxi, how much I owe ya?
Don't send me no naked pictures
If I can't get naked with ya
This di*k deserve recognition
I don't mind payin' that commission
Is you with the sh*t or nah?
If we ain't f*ckin' then, b*tch, bon voyage
How many times? I said how many times?
Too many times and b*tch, I ain't got time

[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a n*gga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl, you're wastin' your time
You're only this young for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay, phone off the hook, yeah, that b*tch won't stop blinkin'
I'll pick up for you though on the second ring
You've been drinkin' and drinkin', you're drinkin' for fun
And you drink for a reason
Yeah, leave your boyfriend and call me when you're leavin'
Callin' shots, refereein', no drama
pus*y so wet, I'ma need Dramamine and mattress Aquafining
Boy, I light the block up, young Billie Jeaning
I'm dodgin' the leeches, I'm signin' agreements
I'm signin' new artists, I sell out arenas
Swimmin' with the dolphins on the Dan Marino
Wine mixin', this sh*t like the Catalina
B-I-G, minus Puff and Lil Cease
I'm on my grind, 3 AM text like I need ya
Dream about the pus*y, f*ck it, I'm a dreamer
Hold me down but don't hold me back like I need you to, damn
I wrote myself a million dollar check in fifth grade
I put it on the wall and promised it'd be this way
She f*ck me like she want the rent paid
Like she want that Oscar De La Renta
I slow it down like it's her favorite ballad
Then go back up at it like I hadn't had it
Straight up

[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walking from side to side
How many times?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
Pour a cup for the b*tches that ain't scared to get down
Get down, get down, how many times I gotta?
Light another for the b*tches who's just only in town
In town, in town, for the weekend, oh

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I see these b*tches in Supperclub
n*ggas got me throwin' bottles up
Bottles with all of my homies
I'm feelin' generous, throwin' my money
She said she wanted the molly love
I gave her the di*k but I'm not in love
I call out, "Bingo!" the minute I'm bonin'
Soon as I'm done, kick her out in the mornin'
Got Xans when I turn up, it's a party, bust it open
Pop that pus*y in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me
She got that booty galore, grippin' it, backin' me up
You wanna f*ck with a thug
Now I see all these b*tches got ass and they throwin'
Damn, it's just a matter of time 'fore I'm gone
Drinkin' Ciroc and I know that she got it for free
I hit up Diddy, he told me he did it
He said that the liquor just bring out the freaks
Them b*tches lit, droppin' that ass to a split
Talkin' 'bout me, I'm the sh*t
I just get down for the money, the b*tches, and cars
And my n*ggas, they whippin' the bricks, huh

[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
I'll f*ck you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?