[Intro: Justine Skye]
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Hol' up, hol' up

[Verse 1: Justine Skye]
Oh, you don't love me like that (Like that)
Send you a text, you don't write back (Nigga, nah)
I got ninety-nine problems, oh
I don't give a fuck, so I drop it low
Ooh, you don't love me like you used to
Uh, shit changed, baby, we through
Nigga, give me all my time back
The Hublot and that Rollie on your wrist, woah (Yeah)
Ass on fleek, know you lookin' for it (Lookin' for it)
Eyes on me (Me), you see them Tom Fords? (Ah!)
Now you see me dancin' with another guy
Pussy nigga, you ain't on the same level (Pussy nigga, yeah)
See me in the Range, Porsche 911 (911)
Got a new main, so I know you jealous (Yeah)
I ain't worried ‘bout a thing, tryna get my lettuce (Money)
Baby, hol' up, wait a minute

[Chorus: Justine Skye, Chris Brown, Justine Skye & Chris Brown]
Now you want it all bad?
'Cause you got the best of my love (Got the)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Got the)
Gave you the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love
Gave you the best of my love

[Post-Chorus: Justine Skye]
I'm bad though, oh
Niggas spendin' on me (Woo!)
But don't be mad though, oh-oh-oh (Yeah)
In time you'll see

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You swing that ponytail, I'ma pull it
I put my tongue on that monkey just like the bullet
The way I'm takin' that pussy, call me a bully
Put the condom on the top of my head, I'm 'bout to pull it down
Niggas say they be jumpin', hoppin' up out the roof
Niggas sayin' I'm ballin' like, "Damn, that nigga can shoot"
I was chillin' at the crib, full of hoes and Netflix
Makin' birds disappear, now for my next trick
I'm a self-Maybach, nigga, you a Lexus
Niggas with the bullshit, pullin' off yo' exit
If you want that body bag, yeah, it's on me
'Cause I'm the only singer nigga that's a real G
500, woah!

[Chorus: Justine Skye, Chris Brown, Justine Skye & Chris Brown]
Now you want it all bad?
'Cause you got the best of my love (Got the)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Got the)
Gave you the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (You got, oh)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love
Gave you the best of my love

[Bridge: Chris Brown, Justine Skye]
Holla, holla back, girl
Oh, niggas spendin' on you
I ain't mad, girl, oh-oh
Hunnids anytime you see (Woah-oh)

[Pre-Chorus: Justine Skye, Justine Skye & Chris Brown]
You don't love me like you used to (Woah-oh)
Shit changed, baby, we through (Woah-oh)
Got a new main, so I know you jealous (Woah-oh)
I ain't worried 'bout a thing (Oh)
Baby, hol' up, wait a minute

[Chorus: Justine Skye, Chris Brown, Justine Skye & Chris Brown]
Now you want it all bad?
'Cause you got the best of my love (Best of my love)
You got the best of my love (Woah, woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Best of my love)
Gave you the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Gave you the best of my love, you got, oh)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Gave you the best of my love, gave you the best)
Gave you the best of my love
Now you want it all bad?
'Cause you got the best of my love (Gave you the best of my love, boy)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (Got the)
Gave you the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love (You got, oh)
You got the best of my love (Woah-oh)
'Cause you got the best of my love
Gave you the best of my love

[Outro]
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