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  • DJ Khaled – How Many Times lyrics

    [Bridge: Chris Brown]
    Pour a cup for the bitches that ain’t scared to get down
    Get down, get down
    How many times I got ’em?
    Light another for the bitch who’s just only in town for the weekend

    [Hook: Chris Brown]
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    You know how a nigga feel ’bout wasting time
    You know how I feel about waiting in line
    You know he ain’t it, girl you’re wasting your time
    You’ll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    How many times?

    [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
    How many times I gotta tell your ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell you I gotta chauffeur?
    Think about it, think it over, everything is gon’ be kosher
    Call me when you getting closer
    If you take a taxi, how much I owe ya?
    Don’t send me no naked pictures
    If I can’t get naked with ya
    This dick is our recognition
    I don’t mind paying that commission
    Is you with the shit or nah?
    If we ain’t fucking then bitch, bon voyage
    How many times? I said how many times?
    Too many times and bitch I ain’t got time

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Big Sean]
    Okay phone off the hook, yeah that bitch won’t stop blinking
    I’ll pick up for you though on the second ring
    You’ve been drinking and drinking, you’re drinking for fun
    And you drink for a reason
    Yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you’re leaving
    Calling shots refereeing, no drama
    Pussy so wet I’mma need Dramamine and mattress Aquafining
    Boy I light the block up, young Billie Jeaning
    I’m dodging the leeches, I’m signing agreements
    I’m signing new artists, I sell out arenas
    Swimming with the dolphins on the Dan Marino
    Wine mixing, this shit like the Catalina
    B-I-G, minus Puff and Lil Cease
    I’m on my grind, 3 AM text like I need ya
    Dream about the pussy, fuck it I’m a dreamer
    Hold me down but don’t hold me back like I need you to, damn
    I wrote myself a million dollar check in fifth grade
    I put it on the wall and promised it’d be this way
    She fuck me like she want the rent paid
    Like she want that Oscar De La Renta
    I slow it down like it’s her favourite ballad
    Then go back up at it like I hadn’t had it
    Straight up

    [Hook (partial)]
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    How many times?

    [Bridge]

    [Verse 3: Chris Brown]
    I see these bitches in supperclub
    Niggas got me throwing bottles up
    Bottles with all of my homies
    I’m feeling generous, throwing my money
    She said she wanted the molly love
    I gave her the dick but I’m not in love
    I call out, “Bingo!” the minute I’m boning
    Soon as I’m done, kick her out in the morning
    Got xans when I turn up, it’s a party, bust it open
    Pop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me
    She got that booty galore, gripping it, backing me up
    You wanna fuck with a thug
    Now I see all these bitches got ass and they throwing
    Damn, it’s just a matter of time ‘fore I’m gone
    Drinking Ciroc and I know that she got it for free
    I hit up Diddy, he told me he did it
    He said that the liquor just bring out the freaks
    Them bitches lit, dropping that ass to a split
    Talking ’bout me, I’m the shit
    I just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars
    And my niggas, they whipping the bricks

    [Hook]