Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
K-K-K-K-K-Mac
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
N-N-Now what you ladies tryna get in?
Extra large Magnums, the only one I’m fittin’
Open up your mouth, baby, I can be your dentist
Before I go too far, let’s go back to the beginnin’
Mine paid for, your nigga’s shit is rented
Suicide doors and she dyin’ to get in
They lookin’ at me stank ’cause they know I be shittin’
They try to keep me out ’cause they know I take they women
Ayy
Meet me outside, ask your girl what she think about ménage
Models all day
Me plus you, then we add another girl up in the room
Bring it back, bring it back
And sit that big ol’ booty all up on my lap
Matter fact, here go a stack
Private party and I don’t know how to act
Shawty, so
Call the girls ’cause I’m a looking for a bad chick
Put your hands in the air if you a bad chick
Ain’t gotta ask for it, she gon’ let have it
When she let me have it, I’ma let her have it all
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it
I’ma let you have it, daddy, can I have it?
Uh, I pull up, black man, black Porsche rag
Really wanna make him mad, hop yo’ ass in
Oh, this your first time ridin’? Let me hit the gas
Don’t you play with me later, this’ll be your last
I’m a rude, rude nigga, let me have it
You got that big booty pokin’ out, let me grab it
I’m somethin’ like a king, fuck you on the mattress
Rat-tat, tat my name on that ass then I smack it like
Ayy (Haha)
Meet me outside, ask your girl what she think about ménage (Yeah, ménage)
Models all day (Yeah)
Me plus you, then we add another girl up in the room (You)
Bring it back (Bring it back), bring it back (Bring it back)
And sit that big ol’ booty all up on my lap (On my lap)
Matter fact (Matter fact), here go a stack (Here go a stack)
Private party and I don’t know how to act (Haha)
Shawty, so
Call the girls ’cause I’m a looking for a bad chick
Put your hands in the air if you a bad chick
Ain’t gotta ask for it, she gon’ let have it
When she let me have it, I’ma let her have it all
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it (Uh, uh)
I’ma let you have it (Uh), daddy, can I have it?
Now let me find out, you’ll let me blow your spine out
Sex game mean, make you call a time out
Quarter ’til we can rendezvous at my house
That pussy crack had me fiendin’ like Amy Winehouse
If I give you nine, can I get that other 60?
When it come to licky-licky, we can split it 50/50
Peanut butter skill’ll have you cumin’ in a jiffy
Damn, skippy, swallow my juniors, Ken Griffey
Ayy
Meet me outside, ask your girl what she think about ménage
Models all day
Me plus you, then we add another girl up in the room
Bring it back, bring it back
And sit that big ol’ booty all up on my lap
Matter fact, here go a stack
Private party and I don’t know how to act
Shawty, so
Call the girls ’cause I’m a looking for a bad chick
Put your hands in the air if you a bad chick
Ain’t gotta ask for it, she gon’ let have it
When she let me have it, I’ma let her have it all
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it, girl (All)
(I’ma, I’ma, I’ma, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma let you have it
I’ma let you have it, daddy, can I have it?
Celebrating Confidence and Nightlife
“Have It” by Chris Brown is a bold anthem centered on nightlife, desire, and unfiltered confidence. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of lavish parties, luxury cars, and the allure of uninhibited fun. Brown’s playful and boastful delivery underscores his self-assured persona, as he navigates the party scene with magnetic confidence. The recurring theme of seeking out a “bad chick” and the suggestive wordplay highlight the song’s flirtatious nature, while the repeated invitation to “let you have it” adds an air of seduction and spontaneity.
Exploring Playfulness and Decadence
The song thrives on its energetic hooks and clever innuendos, capturing the essence of high-energy nights fueled by attraction and bravado. Brown’s lyrics, punctuated by catchy chants and memorable lines, celebrate the thrill of living in the moment, where boundaries blur and excitement reigns. The track embraces the hedonistic side of nightlife, making it a club-ready favorite for fans of unapologetic fun.
Song Credits
- Artist: Chris Brown
- Songwriters: Chris Brown, K-Mac
- Release Year: 2011