n*gga Itis lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I got fifty goons with me, but I'm still a good dude
M-M-Mean muggin', but I'm in a good mood
Ha, work it out, what that sh*t do?
No hands, popsicle, call her Bluetooth
Ho-Ho-Ho-Hot damn, I'm on my grind right
My money stupid, better get your mind right
Me-Me-Me-Me without no paper, that don’t sound right
But me f*ckin' you later, yeah, that sound right

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, Kevin Cossom]
And when I put that thing on her, she go night, night
Got your girl sleepin' all on me
She passed out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Kevin Cossom, Chris Brown]
n*gga itis
Where the smoke? Where the weed? Where the lighters?
Your girl sleepin' on me, n*gga itis
You better keep her locked down, n*gga, write this
Give her D, she pass out, n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
You know I got that gold touch, I might as well
Give you this D and pass her out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
A n*gga got a present for you right here undercovers
I don’t care what you cuffin', I just want you undercover
Gold ticket right here, yeah, baby, that's the rubber
And even the side b*tch get the di*k like I love her
Oh, yeah, I’m sorry if I get to braggin'
In my room, you know it's 'bout to happen
Soon as we’re done, you'll be nappin'
Girl, got a donk, that's my access

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, Kevin Cossom]
And when I put that thing on her, she go night, night
Got your girl sleepin' all on me
She passed out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Kevin Cossom, Chris Brown]
n*gga itis
Where the smoke? Where the weed? Where the lighters?
Your girl sleepin' on me, n*gga itis
You better keep her locked down, n*gga, write this
Give her D, she pass out, n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
You know I got that gold touch, I might as well
Give you this D and pass her out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
n*gga itis
Where the smoke? Where the weed? Where the lighters?
Your girl sleepin' on me, n*gga itis
You better keep her locked down, n*gga, write this
Give her D, she pass out, n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
Look, look, look, look, look
n*gga itis
You know I got that gold touch, I might as well
Give you this D and pass her out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out-out