[LYRICS] Look At Me Now Lyrics By Chris Brown

Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes And Lil Wayne Lyrics

Here is the updated and most accurate lyrics to ‘Look At Me Now’ by Chris Brown, featuring Busta Rhymes and Lil Wayne, check out the lyrics below. ‘Look At Me Now’ was released in 2011, as the fourth song on Chris Brown’s F.A.M.E album.

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Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes & Lil Wayne – Look At Me Now Lyrics

Intro: Chris Brown
I don’t see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can’t even get in!
Hahaha
Leggo

Verse 1: Chris Brown
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupée
I get what you get in ten years in two days
Ladies love me, I’m on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, hari-kari

Chorus: Chris Brown
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I’m getting paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh’fucka

Verse 2: Chris Brown
Lil’ nigga, bigger than gorilla
‘Cause I’m killing every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said “On my dick”
I ain’t really mean to say “On my dick”
But since we talkin’ about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I’m done

Interlude: Busta Rhymes
Ayo, Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When you’re doin’ that thing over there, homie
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let’s go!

Verse 3: Busta Rhymes
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’m running
And I’m feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don’t and I won’t ever stop
‘Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day (Go)
See, they really really wanna pop me (Blow)
Just know that you will never flop me (Oh)
And I know that I can be a little cocky (No)
You ain’t never gonna stop me
Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it (Woo)
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that
Any little thing a nigga think that he be doin’ (Ooh-ooh)
‘Cause it doesn’t matter, ’cause I’m gonna da-da-da-da (Damn)
Then I’m gonna murder everything and anything
A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing, I gotta do a lotta things
That make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again and again and then again
And I be doin’ it to death
And now I move a little foul, a nigga better call a ref’
And everybody know my style and niggas know that I’m the best
When it come to doing this and I be banging on my chest
And I bang in the East and I’m banging in the West
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what’s next? (Let’s go!)
See the way we on and then we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don’t try to keep up with the pace
And we struggling and hustling and sending in and getting
And we always gotta do it, take it to another place
Gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it (Have it)

Chorus: Chris Brown
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I’m getting paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh’fucka

Verse 4: Lil Wayne
Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas, how y’all doing?
I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance
I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don’t eat sushi, I’m the shit
No, I’m pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar, dressed like a skater
Got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain’t eating, fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said “shoot ’em”, and I said “okay”
If you wanted bullshit, then I’m like, “Olé!”
I don’t care what you say, so don’t even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That’s word to my flag, and my flag red
I’m out of my head, bitch, I’m outta my mind
From the bottom I climb, you ain’t hotter than mine
(Nope) Not on my time, and I’m not even trying
What’s popping, slime? Nothing, five
And if they tripping, fuck ’em, five
I ain’t got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
CîROC and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma’s nice, and my daddy’s dead
You faggots scared ’cause I’m too wild
Been here for a while, I was like, “Fuck trial”
I puts it down, I’m so Young Money
If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch!

Chorus: Chris Brown
Look at me now, look at me now (Haha! Oh)
I’m getting paper
Look at me now (Haha! Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
I’m fresher than a muh’fucka

Outro: Chris Brown
Okay
Okay
Is that right?
I’m fresher than a muh’fuc—!

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