Remember Me - Chris Brown, Tyga

Girl you know we got the time

Got that pu*sy on my mind

Later on, what are we doing?

I know you’re ready, show that a*s

Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it

Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin your girlfriends

I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that’s a memory

(Yeah, bet I make that pu*sy remember me)

I be banging all on that beat

808, she got the bass when her booty shake

She got her friends with her and they a sight to see

All that a*s, don’t let it go to waste

All this Hennessy, the liquor, 'bout to penetrate

While I’m pushing Lamborghini’s on the interstate

I long-d*ck her, I’ma go for hours

You minute-made like lemonade

I’m fresh as f*ck in these Margielas

I skate past a ni*ga better than veterans

Bipolar cold, give me the medicine

My chain too bright, no Thomas Edison

When I pull it out, b*tch nervous

Better ride this wave — b*tch, surf it

Girl, you better keep them legs open

The only thing you close is these curtains

And she only got time for a ni*ga if I take her out to eat

A nig*a really gotta motivate

Man, that’s too much work for the pu*sy

I don’t work for the pu*sy, ni*ga really don’t communicate

I’d rather lick it like a dinner plate

I’d rather keep my money in a safe

B*tch, I ain’t got time to play

I need it now, not a minute late

Girl you know we got the time

Got that pu*sy on my mind

Later on, what are we doing?

I know you’re ready, show that a*s

Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it

Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin your girlfriends

I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that’s a memory

(Yeah, bet I make that pu*sy remember me)

Drive your head to a king, ni*ga

Dream house, my dream’s bigger

Got a deck of cards if my heart switch up

Ace of spades, her eyes lit up

Diamonds glitter in my car, thriller

She pray for me, that’s god willin

I’m hard to break my boss prison

Her new name: Ass-Zilla

She love a ni*ga and that pu*sy tight

Come thru, f*ck you all night

Some foreplay, that’s all right

But she rather do number 69

High notes, it’s prime time

On a couch, hit it from behind

Hit you with that large stroke

Now she fiendin' for that good dope, yeah

That’s my bae, she cook and clean and I got it made

Handcuff like she a slave, touch ya, let ya tongue taste

So high, no ceiling space

Numb to it, can’t feel her face

Yeah, she numb to it, can’t feel her face

Girl you know we got the time

Got that pu*sy on my mind

Later on, what are we doing?

I know you’re ready, show that a*s

Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it

Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin your girlfriends

I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that’s a memory

(Yeah, bet I make that pu*sy remember me)

Blowing up my line on the cellular

She wanna lock a ni*ga down, on the regular

Talking crazy to me like she own the dick

But I don’t trust her as far as I can throw the b*tch

Momma told me to find a keeper

But I switch like designer sneakers

A girl with the finest features

Every ni*ga wanna talk to her

But I got her first, finders keepers

Violins in the back, is my theme music

Her as* on my mind, I dream booty

Any ni*ga tryna fuck my b*tch

Then its off with his head, how kings do it

My rings ruby

Red bandana, I stay woopin'

Got too many cribs, I stay movin'

Three Lambos, I stay coupin'

Yeah, but you don’t hear me though

Virginia to the Westside

My car foreign, the girl sit on the left side

Smokin' weed on the plane, that’s the best high

She gotta sign the waiver 'fore I let her fly

It’s helipads on the boat

Chilling in the South of France, Saint-Tropez, Nice, Monaco

But nothing compare to what’s in my pants

Girl, stop playing!

Girl you know we got the time

Got that pu*sy on my mind

Later on, what are we doing?

I know you’re ready, show that a*s

Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it

Girl I wanna kiss it, while you kissin your girlfriends

I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that’s a memory

(Yeah, bet I make that pu*sy remember me)