Yoko on ( ft berner, wiz khalifa )
by Chris Brown
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[Berner]
Bust a couple bands
Blow a 100 fast
I just made a hundred off of 50 pay
Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?
Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?
Round thing, yeah I´m on that loud thang
Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!
Yeah, I´m a stunna, nah, I ain´t Baby tho
Young dude with the lazy flow
Watch all these ladies go
Crazy when I pull up right beside em
I do a buck 30, I´m just into flying
I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I´m lighting
Bucket´s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
I Call her Yoko Ono
[Chris Brown]
Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes
On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes
I got cash boy, I don´t care what you makin ho
50 thousand on my wrist: I´m feedin eskimos
Damn! Put VA on this shit
Buy 100 f-ckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch
My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch
And you know I kill songs, it´s Burner, CB & Wiz
Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I´m on nigga
15 grand on a what, That´s just my phone, nigga
Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga
Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono
[Wiz Khalifa]
Shades on, Polo white T
Me leaving here alone? That´s unlikely
Not a stoner bitch, but she like me
Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies
They´re popping pills, I´m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Out the back, as ain´t no tags when I´m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don´t ask what it cost
I´m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em
And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y´all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono
Bust a couple bands
Blow a 100 fast
I just made a hundred off of 50 pay
Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?
Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?
Round thing, yeah I´m on that loud thang
Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!
Yeah, I´m a stunna, nah, I ain´t Baby tho
Young dude with the lazy flow
Watch all these ladies go
Crazy when I pull up right beside em
I do a buck 30, I´m just into flying
I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I´m lighting
Bucket´s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
I Call her Yoko Ono
[Chris Brown]
Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes
On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes
I got cash boy, I don´t care what you makin ho
50 thousand on my wrist: I´m feedin eskimos
Damn! Put VA on this shit
Buy 100 f-ckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch
My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch
And you know I kill songs, it´s Burner, CB & Wiz
Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I´m on nigga
15 grand on a what, That´s just my phone, nigga
Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga
Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono
[Wiz Khalifa]
Shades on, Polo white T
Me leaving here alone? That´s unlikely
Not a stoner bitch, but she like me
Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies
They´re popping pills, I´m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Out the back, as ain´t no tags when I´m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don´t ask what it cost
I´m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em
And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y´all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin
[chorus]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she´ll eat you alive
She´s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain´t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can´t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono