How Many Times

How Many Times Lyrics

Pour a cup for the b**ches that ain't scared to get down
Get down, get down
How many times I got 'em?
Light another for the b**ch who's only in town for the weekend
[Hook]
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time
You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' 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 gettin' 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 payin' that commission
Is you with the sh*t or nah?
If we ain't f**king then b**ch, bon voyage
How many times? I said how many times?
Too many times and b**ch I ain't got time
[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time
You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay phone off the hook, yeah that b**ch won't stop blinkin'
I'll pick up for you though on the second ring
You've been drinkin' and drinkin', you're drinkin' for fun
And you drink for a reason
Yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you're leavin'
Callin' Sean's refereein', no drama
b**ch so wet I'ma need dramamine and mattress Aquafinin'
Boy I light the block up, young Billie Jeanin'
I'm dodgin' the leeches, I'm signin' agreements
I'm signin' new artists, I sell out arenas
Swimmin' with the dolphins on the Dan Marino
Wine mixin', this sh*t like the Catalina
B-I-G, minus Puff and Lil Cease
I'm on my grind, 3 AM text like I need yah
Dream about the pussy, forget 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 f**k me like she want the rent paid
Like she want that Oscar De La Renta
I slow it down like it's her favorite ballad
Then go back up at it like I hadn't had it
Straight up
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?
[Hook: Chris Brown]
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time
You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I see these b**ches [?] club
Got me throwin' bottles up
Bottles with all of my homies
I'm feelin' generous, throwin' my money
She said she wanted the [?]
I gave her the dick but I'm not in love
I call out, "Bingo!" the minute I [?]
Soon as I'm done, kick her out in the mornin'
Got with her, 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, grippin' it, backin' me up
You wanna f**k with a thug
Now I see all these [?] got [?] and they throwin'
Damn, it's just a matter of time 'fore I'm gone
Drinkin' 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 b**ches lit, drop [?] do a split
Talkin' 'bout me, I'm the sh*t
I just get down for the money, the b**ches, and cars
And my niggas, they whippin' the brick
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
You know how a nigga feel 'bout wastin' time
You know how I feel about waitin' in line
You know he ain't it, girl you're wastin' your time
You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
How many times I gotta tell that b**ch to come over?
I'll f**k you right, have you walkin' from side to side
How many times?