Elvis there's a concept that works [2x] they start feeling like prisoners, 20 million other white rappers emerge two trailer park girls go 'round the helpless, but no matter how many fish in the sea outside, 'round the outside, 'round the 'til someone comes along on a mission it'd be so empty without me outside and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary, could start a Guess who's back, back again revolution, polluting the airook waves At Me a Now" t Shady's back, tell a friend rebel Guess who's back, so just let me revel and bask, in the fact "Look At Me Now" guess who's back, that I got everyone kissing my ass (feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes) guess who's back, and it's a disaster such a catastrophe for guess who's back you to see so damn much of my ass you guess who's back ask for me? [Intro: Chris Brown] Guess who's back... Well I'm back [batman sound] I don't see how you can hate from fix your bent antennae tune it in and outside of the club [Verse 1] then I'm gonna You can't even get in I've created a monster, 'cause nobody enter in and up under your skin like a Hah-aha, leggo wants to splinter see Marshall no more they want Shady The center of attention back for the [Verse 1: Chris Brown] I'm chopped liver winter Yellow model chick well if you want Shady, this is what I'll I'm interesting, the best thing since Yellow bottle sipping give ya wrestling Yellow Lamborghini a little bit of weed mixed with some Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Yellow top missing hard liquor Testing "Attention Please" feel the Yeah, yeah some vodka that'll jumpstart my heart tension soon as someone mentions me That shit look like a toupee quicker than a here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free I get what you get in 10 years, in two shock when I get shocked at the hospital A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? days by the doctor when I'm not cooperating Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J when I'm rocking the table while he's [Chorus 2x] If you get what I get, what would you operating (hey!) say? you waited this long now stop debating [Verse 3] She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi 'cause I'm back, A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with And them suicide doors, Hari Kari I'm on the rag and ovulating anybody who's talking this shit, that

I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney shit. [Chorus: Chris Brown] but your husband's heart problem's Chris Kirkpatrick you can get your ass Look at me now, look at me now complicating kicked Oh, I'm getting paper So the FCC won't let me be or let me be worse than them little Limp Bizkit Look at me now me so let me see bastards, and Moby Oh, look at me now they tried to shut me down on MTV but you can get stomped by Obie, you 36 Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker it feels so empty without me year old bald headed fag blow me

So come on dip, bum on your lips fuck You don't know me, you're too old let [Verse 2: Chris Brown] that, go its over, nobody listens to techno Lil nigga bigger than gorilla cum on your lips and some on your tits Now let's go, just give me the signal I'll 'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come and get ready 'cause this shit's about to be there with a whole list full of new try to be on my shit get heavy insults Better cuff your chick if you with her, I I just settled all my lawsuits Fuck I've been dope, suspenseful with a can get her YOU DEBBIE! pencil ever since And she accidentally slip and fall on my Prince turned himself into a symbol dick [Chorus 2x:] But sometimes the shit just seems, Oops I said on my dick Now this looks like a job for me so everybody only wants to discuss me I ain't really mean to say on my dick everybody just follow me So this must mean I'm disgusting, but its But since we talking about my dick 'Cause we need a little controversy, just me I'm just obscene All of you haters say hi to it 'Cause it feels so empty without me Though I'm not the first king of I'm done controversy

[Verse 2] I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Little hellions kids feeling rebellious to do Black Music so selfishly Hell, Breezy embarrassed, their parents still listen to and use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling Just to be at the top of the throne Oh, I'm getting paper When you're doing that thing over there Better know I gotta have it, have it Look at me now homie Oh, look at me now Ay ay ay ay ay ay [Chorus: Chris Brown] Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker Let's go! Look at me now, look at me now 'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running Oh, I'm getting paper [Outro: Chris Brown] And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get Look at me now Okay, okay away, get away Oh, look at me now Is that right? Better know that I don't and I won't Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker I'm fresher than a motherfucker ever stop 'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] day Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how Go! y'all doin'? See they really really wanna pop me I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go "Bottoms Up" Just know that you will never flop me stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges

And I know that I can be a little cocky I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm Oh pollution, no substitution [Intro] You ain't never gonna stop me Got a bitch that play in movies in my Yeaaah Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, Jacuzzi, pussy juicy Come on then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it I never gave a fuck about a hater, got Its mister steal yo girl [x2] Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut money on my radar Ay girl [x5] out any little thing that nigga think that Dress like a skater, got a big house, Let's go he be doing came with an elevator

'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a [Chorus: Trey Songz] gonna dadadada waiter Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Then I'm gonna murder every thing and Marley said, "Shoot 'em," and I said, Ay whats in ya cup anything a badaboom a badabing "OK" Got a couple bottles I gotta do a lot of things, to make it If you want that bullshit then I'm like But a couple aint enough clearer to a couple niggas "Olé" Bottoms up bottoms up (up) That I always win and then I gotta get it I don't care what you say, so don't even Throw ya hands up again, and again, and then speak Tell security we bout to tear this club up again [breath] Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Bottoms up bottoms up (up) And I be doing it to death and now I Soleil Pocket full of green move a little foul That's word to my flag, and my flag red Girl you know I love the way you shake A nigga better call a ref, and everybody I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my it in them jeans knows my style mind, from the bottom I climb Bottoms up bottoms up (up) And niggas know that I'm the the best You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on Throw yo hands up when it come to doing this my time and I'm not even trying Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) And I be banging on my chest, and I What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms bang in the east, and I'm banging in the if they trippin' fuck 'em five west I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, [Verse 1: Trey Songz] And I come to give you more and I will these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie You know what it is never give you less Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight, Girl we back up in this thang (thang) You will hear it in the street or you can Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding Money stay in my pocket read it in the press light", Girl I'm like a walkin bank (bank) Do you really wanna know what's next? And my pockets right, and my diamonds Tell me what you drank (drank) Let's go white Tell me what you thank (thank) See the way we on it and we all up in And my momma's nice and my daddy's If I go get these bottles we go alcohol the race and you know dead insane (insane) We gotta go, now try to keep up with You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, the pace been here for a while Callin all the girls (girls) And we struggle and I hustle and I set it I was like fuck trial I puts it down Do you hear me and I get it I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes All around the world (world) And we always gotta do it take it to look at me now, bitch City to city (city) another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it [Chorus: Chris Brown] Cheers to the girls And I gotta cut all through this traffic Look at me now, look at me now Throw duece to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the Minaj:] uh huh) Bottoms up bottoms up (up) ride Throw yo hands up ([Nicki Minaj:] uh) Throw yo hands up Gettin loose in the ride Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) Hatin ass nigga you can move to the bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms move to the move to the side ([Nicki Minaj:] uh yo) Bottoms up

[Chorus: Trey Songz] [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Can I get that 'tron Ay whats in ya cup Can I get that Remmy Got a couple bottles Can I get that Coke But a couple aint enough Can I get that Henny Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Can I get that Margarita on the rock Throw ya hands up rock rock Tell security we bout to tear this club up Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim Bottoms up bottoms up (up) rim Pocket full of green Trey Girl you know I love the way you shake I was like yo trey it in them jeans Do you think you can buy me a bottle of Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Rose Throw yo hands up Okay lets get it now Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) I'm wit a bad bitch he's wit his friends bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms I don't say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz" Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz! [Verse 2: Trey Songz] Motherfuckin right yeah weed to the 10 My visions blurred (come on) If a bitch try to get cute ima stomp her My words slurred (come on) Throw alotta money at her then yell Its jam packed (yeaa) fuck her A million girls (ay) Fuck her fuck her then yell fuck her And I aint trynna leave tho Then I'm go and get my louisville slugger We drunk so let me be yo alcohol hero Excuse me I'm sorry I'm really such a lady Callin all the girls (girls) I rep young money Do you hear me (girl) You know Slim, Baby? All around the world (world) And we be doin donuts while we wave City to city (yeeaahhh) in the 3-80 We give alot of money to the babies out Cheers to the girls in haiti Throw duece to the guys Yellin all around the world Now I got a chicken and a goose in the Do you hear me? Do you like my body? ride Anna Nicki Gettin loose in the ride Rest in peace to anna nicole smith Hatin ass nigga you can move to the Yes, my dear, you're so explosive move to the move to the side Say hi to Mary, Mary and Joseph Now bottoms up and double my dosage [Chorus: Trey Songz] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) [Chorus: Trey Songz] Ay whats in ya cup Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Got a couple bottles Ay whats in ya cup But a couple aint enough Got a couple bottles Bottoms up bottoms up (up) But a couple aint enough Throw ya hands up (Turn you) bottoms up bottoms up (up) Tell security we bout to tear this club up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Tell security we bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Girl you know I love the way you shake Pocket full of green it in them jeans Girl you know I love the way you shake Bottoms up bottoms up (up) ([Nicki it in them jeans