Who You Came With lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm all out, finna ball out
Been on my sh*t when you call up (Oh)
I've been on b*tches since the eighth grade
I got an actress and a Playmate (Oh)
Do you wanna ride with me, babe?
In the 6, passenger, full of models (Yeah)
Got your best friends, I'ma give
'Cause they know I'ma lead and never follow
Yeah, might put some bands up (Yeah-yeah)
I'm the realest n*gga, no actor (Oh)
Hit it from the back, I'm a factor
Ayy, woah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Your partners, they warned me (Warned me)
They told me (Told me)
Let's take it slowly (Slowly)
Start as your homie
Don't care who you with
You layin' in my bed
So f*ck who you came with
f*ck who you came with, oh
[Verse 1: Luvaboy TJ]
(Oh, yeah, VanGogh)
You better call out (Call), we finna ball out (Ballin')
Roof-roof, I'ma bring all my dawgs out (Woof-woof)
Luvaboy TJ, Luva the rocker
Your b*tch courtside already, yeah, I f*cked her (Yeah, huh)
f*ck who you came with, you, I share my name with
Overseas pus*y, came out of it talkin' Spanglish
Ball out on you, this is no NBA sh*t
Constipated face on these haters 'cause they ain't sh*t (Ha)
We lit by the way (Ayy), don't give a f*ck what they say
OHB, came with the mob, we gon' party 'til tomorrow
Get connected, got that Wi-Fi (Huh)
Let me beat it, beat it, beat it like piñata, ta-da
Uh-huh, we celebratin' with Dom Perignon (Know what's up)
One conversation, then we carry on (Hey)
Private jets with no carry-ons (Go, go, go)
Pour up, roll up the Amazon (VanGogh)

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Ray J, Chris Brown, Ray J]
I'm all out, finna ball out (Woah, yeah)
Been on my sh*t when you call up (Oh)
I've been on b*tches since the eighth grade
I got an actress and a Playmate (Oh)
Do you wanna ride with me, babe?
In the 6, passenger, full of models (Woah, yeah, yeah)
And I got your best friends, I'ma give
'Cause they know I'ma lead and never follow
Yeah, might put some bands up (Oh, yeah)
I'm the realest n*gga, no actor (Oh)
And can I hit it from the back? I'm a factor
Ayy, woah
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Ray J, Ray J]
Your partners, they warned me (Warned me)
They told me (They told me)
Let's take it slowly (Slowly)
Start as your homie (Oh, yeah)
Don't care who you with (I really don't care)
You layin' in my bed (Woah-woah)
So f*ck who you came with
f*ck who you came with, oh, oh

[Verse 2: Ray J]
I-I-I ball out, I call out (Ooh)
f*ckin' b*tches since the eighth grade
I pull up in that new gang (In that new gang, skrrt)
Bad b*tches in the Mulsanne (In the Mulsanne)
And we you already been paid
Young n*ggas came to who bang? (Oh, woah)
And we don't give a f*ck who came (Oh, yeah)
n*ggas throwin' up the same gang
Ooh, you know I f*ck actresses and Playmates
n*ggas f*ckin' bad b*tches on the first date (Ooh)
All the boss b*tches that's been paid
And all my pretty b*tches with they rent late
Yeah, I might throw some money up (High)
I'm the realest n*gga, no actor
And boss b*tches know what we talkin' 'bout
Real n*gga's what they come after, oh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm all out, finna ball out
Been on my sh*t when you call up (Oh)
I've been on b*tches since the eighth grade
I got an actress and a Playmate (Oh)
Do you wanna ride with me, babe?
In the 6, passenger, full of models (Yeah)
Got your best friends, I'ma give
'Cause they know I'ma lead and never follow
Yeah, might put some bands up (Yeah-yeah)
I'm the realest n*gga, no actor (Oh)
Hit it from the back, I'm a factor
Ayy, woah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Your partners, they warned me (Warned me)
They told me (Told me)
Let's take it slowly (Slowly)
Start as your homie
Don't care who you with
You layin' in my bed
So f*ck who you came with
f*ck who you came with, oh, oh
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