Straight Up lyrics

[Intro: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Aw, yeah
Ain't no party like a rich n*gga party
'Cause a rich n*gga party don't stop (Ah!)

[Refrain: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Don't play with it (Yeah)
All this money over here
Little mama, don't play with it (That's right)
Ayy, girl, ayy, girl
She gon' let a n*gga lay in it (Uh-huh)
She know that pus*y too good
f*ck around and make a n*gga stay in it
I'ma stay in it

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Ha, posted on the wall with a dancer (What we doin'?)
A thousand dollar belt, pull my pants up (Yeah)
Four finger ring with the Phantom
Outside, bag full of money like it's ransom (Haha)
Got a high tolerance and high standards
Top floor suites with models and no manners (Freaks)
Light-skin n*gga, b*tches think I know Spanish
Love me, love me, love me, I got the answers, baby

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga]
I'ma make this girl love me
She see the bottles after bottles, I'm spendin' Pesos
Yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby (Do it, baby)
No chaser, she gon' drink it straight up (Ah!)
Baby, don't run from me (Yeah)
Face in the pillow, f*ckin' up your makeup
Don't play with it (Don't play with it)
She know that pus*y too good, straight up (Ah!)
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Baby, I'm a baller, Balmain and Bugattis (Woo)
b*tch, ain't a n*gga got it, yeah, I'm all about deposits (Woo)
Yeah, I'm master Miyagi, off shine like bald head (Ah)
I'm Ricky with the Rolls-Royce, really, I'm feely
How dare you offend me, your life a petty
I pity the fool, that fool's goin' for work penny (b*tch n*gga, yeah)
I love women as much as lesbians
I lube in the mister, best feelin', forget 'em
Then we visit that pus*y, really
T-Raw, good credit (Woo)
Make that pus*y rip and drip, drippin'
Squirtin' all on Cavalli sheets, she a beast, I'm a gremlin
After midnight, you know the rest, right? (Right)

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Tyga]
I'ma make this girl love me (Love me, yeah)
She see the bottles after bottles (Spendin' Pesos), I'm spendin' Pesos
Yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby (Yeah)
No chaser, she gon' drink it straight up (Ah! Straight up)
Baby, don't run from me (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Face in the pillow, f*ckin' up your makeup
Don't play with it (Don't play with it)
She know that pus*y too good, straight up

[Verse 3: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Oh-woah
I'm gon' make you love me tonight (Yeah, yeah)
Oh-woah
I'm gon' make you love me tonight (Yeah, make you love me, baby)
Oh, yeah (Yeah), I'm the man and you know it (sh*t)
Hands all over your body, girl
And that ass, you really need to show it (Real sh*t)
I bet I can make your body rock (Woo)
I bet I can make you feel good (Yeah)
f*ck around and make your heart stop
When I give you this wood
Baby, your body's callin'
I can't wait no more
Girl, you better stop with the bullsh*t
Leave them panties on the floor
I'm 'bout to pull up on this (Woo, woo)
So let down your hair
So, baby, don't play with it (Don't play with it)
Don't play with it (Don't play with it, b*tch)
[Refrain: Chris Brown, Tyga]
Don't play with it (Yeah)
All this money over here
Little mama, don't play with it (What you gon' do with it?)
Ayy, girl, ayy, girl
She gon' let a n*gga lay in it (Laid in it)
She know that pus*y too good
f*ck around and make a n*gga stay in it
I'ma stay in it (Ha, straight up)

[Outro: Tyga]
Ain't no party like a rich n*gga party (Woo)
'Cause a rich n*gga party don't stop (Woo, ah!)
Ain't no party like a rich n*gga party (b*tch)
'Cause a rich n*gga party don't stop (Ah!)
T-Raw, CB, real sh*t