The Record Plant in Los Angeles, California - Nothin' Like Me lyrics

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The Record Plant in Los Angeles, California - Nothin' Like Me lyrics

[Hook: Chris Brown] She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First cla** to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] He complain about spending I hand you the card, tell you spend it Master P, no limit I let you do you, girl He don't put no gas in your car, nah We hit the lot and buy cars, girl He f** you every blue moon I hit it 'til the sun come up That's why I f** with you girl You ain't looking for no come up Your n***a ain't about his money He got zeros, I got commas He buying drinks, I'm buying bottles We pulling up on Forgiato's All of my n***as got money That n***a can't pull out a hundred [Hook: Chris Brown] She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First cla** to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl [Verse 2: Chris Brown] I ain't gon' start sh** and a n***a ain't worried 'bout the homies Twerk that sh** on me from the front to the back I know you got a n***a, don't lie, f** your boyfriend, not tonight I'mma make you mine, all night, damn I'm on your a**, can't hide it Cause all my girls that's in this b**h don't want a broke n***a, no All they wanna do smoke and drink and they know what I'm thinking She choosing, choosing, to f** with a fly n***a Your b**h about to change up, I'm the truth, you a lie, n***a [Hook: Chris Brown] She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First cla** to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl [Verse 3: Tyga] More money, most money Marlon Wayans, tell them n***as ain't sh** funny Tight money, sh** too private for your plane money You coach money, I toast crumbs, loaf running Rich n***a, Alpo, Rich Porter I'm CEO, plus I f**ed his granddaughter I do sh** you think about on the toilet My cup over-running, flowing like Fiji water And my new b**h sorta like an alcoholic b**h my new car, call that b**h "whatchamacallit" T-Raw, yeah, got p**y calling OHB L-K, only balling I came with the tooth filler In case a n***a wanna score a round with me, n***a True sh**, trill n***a Put down my hard hat, drill b**hes, f** with me [Hook: Chris Brown] She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First cla** to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First cla** to the jet, yeah I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl [Outro: Chris Brown] He ain't nothing like me, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you sh** you never seen, girl He ain't nothing like me, girl