I need you [8x]
Hbk the gang
Nothin’ like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I’m into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can’t stop us, don’t even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin’ for me
Tell lil’ baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I’ma teach her how to flip that [?]
We poppin’ like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I’mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ’em both like ayo
I’m a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don’t be acting like I need you
Ah! Aye babe this my new shit
I’m the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I’m the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I’m more into money
My hobby’s her body, that pussy’s my lobby
I’mma eat it, I’mma eat it
I don’t lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she’s my wife for the weekend
But don’t be acting like I need you cause we poppin’ like
We poppin’ like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I’mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ’em both like ayo
I’m a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don’t be acting like I need you
I’m in a Royce, you don’t roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I’m tryna fuck Coco, this don’t concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon’ motorbike
A nigga ain’t worried about nothin’
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (body)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin’ like)
We poppin’ like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I’mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ’em both like ayo
I’m a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don’t be acting like I need you
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it’s a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I’m riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I’m that nigga
(Yeah we poppin’ like)
We poppin’ like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I’mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck ’em both like ayo
I’m a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don’t be acting like I need you
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof – ah!
The Vibe and Energy of “Ayo (IamSu! Remix)”
“Ayo (IamSu! Remix)” by Chris Brown brings together high-octane energy and playful bravado, creating a party anthem that celebrates status, confidence, and living life unapologetically. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of luxury, success, and the thrill of nightlife, with each verse layered in clever wordplay and infectious hooks. The recurring chant of “We poppin’ like ayo” becomes a rallying cry for self-assurance and having a good time, while the verses from IamSu! and others add an extra punch of swagger. Underneath the bold exterior, there’s a sense of camaraderie and a nod to the bonds formed in moments of celebration. The remix embraces the spirit of flexing, but also reminds listeners not to mistake confidence for neediness, reinforcing a theme of independence throughout.
Song Credits
- Artist: Chris Brown
- Remix Artist: IamSu!
- Release Year: 2015
- Label: RCA Records
- Songwriters: Chris Brown, Tyga, Nic Nac, Mark Kragen, Michael Stevenson, and others