[Intro: Che Ecru & Drake]
Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy
Trips that you plan for the
next whole week
Bands too long for a nigga so cheap
And your flex OD, and your sex OD
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got (Yeah)
Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag
and now you wildin'
You just took it off the lot, no mileage
Way they hittin' you
the DM lookin' violent
Talkin' wild
you come around and now they silent
Flew the coop at 17, no guidance
You be stayin' low
but you know what the vibes is
Ain't never got you
nowhere bein' modest
Poppin' shit but only
'cause you know you're poppin', yeah
[Chorus: Drake]
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin
No nine to five, put the work in
Flaws and all, I love 'em all
to me, you're perfect
Baby girl, you got it, girl
you got it, girl (Oh-oh)
You got it, girl, you got it, girl (Ooh)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't wanna play no games
play no games
Fuck around, give you
my last name (Oh)
Know you tired of
the same damn thing
That's okay 'cause baby you...
[Chorus: Drake, with Chris Brown]
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You the only one
I'm tryna make love to
pickin' and choosin'
They ain't really love you
runnin' games, usin'
All your stupid exes,
they gon' call again
Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in
Don't let them niggas try you
test your patience
Tell 'em that it's over
ain't no debatin' (Uh)
All you need is me
playin' on your playlist
You ain't gotta be frustrated
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't wanna play no games
play no games (Oh)
Fuck around
give you my last name (My last name)
Know you tired of
the same damn thing
(Same damn thing)
That's okay 'cause baby you...
[Chorus: Drake, Chris Brown & Both]
You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)
I don't wanna
[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown & Che Ecru]
Before I die
I'm tryna fuck you, baby (Yeah)
Hopefully,
we don't have no babies (Ooh)
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave
you on your own
You got it, girl, you got it, oh
[Verse 4: Drake & Chris Brown]
Play no games (No)
Freaky (Freaky)
I can learn a lot from you
gotta come teach me (Woo, woo)
You a lil' hot girl
you a lil' sweetie (No, sweet)
Sweet like candy land and sweet
like peach tree (Like that)
I can tell you crazy
but shit kind of intrigue me
(No, yeah, I like that)
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
Seen it on the 'gram
I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami
I know I get around
'cause I like to move freely
(I don't, I don't)
But you could lock it down
I could tell by how you treat me
(I don't, I don't)
I seen how you did homeboy
so please take it easy (No, yeah)
Good to have me on your side
I ain't sayin' that you need me
(Yeah, yeah)
Six God talk
but I ain't tryna get preachy
(No, no, no)
I seen how you did homeboy
please take it easier on me
'Cause I don't wanna (No)
play no games, play no games
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
I don't wanna play no games
play no games
(I don't, I don't)
[Outro: Chris Brown]
I don't, I don't
No
