How Many Times (ft. Chris Brown / Lil Wayne / Big Sean)

Pour a cup for the bitches

That ain't scared to get down

Get down, get down

How many times I got 'em?

Light another for the bitch

Who's just only in town for the weekend

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

You know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting time

You know how I feel about waiting in line

You know he ain't it, girl you're wasting your time

You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

How many times?

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 getting 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 deserves recognition

I don't mind paying that commission

Is you with the shit or nah?

If we ain't fucking then bitch, bon voyage

How many times? I said how many times?

Too many times and bitch I ain't got time

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

You know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting time

You know how I feel about waiting in line

You know he ain't it, girl you're wasting your time

You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

How many times?

Okay phone off the hook, yeah that bitch won't stop blinking

I'll pick up for you though on the second ring

You've been drinking and drinking, you're drinking for fun

And you drink for a reason

Yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you're leaving

Calling shots refereeing, no drama

Pussy so wet I'mma need dramamine and mattress aquafining

Boy I light the block up, young billie jeaning

I'm dodging the leeches, I'm signing agreements

I'm signing new artists, I sell out arenas

Swimming with the dolphins on the dan marino

Wine mixing, this shit like the catalina

B-I-g, minus puff and lil cease

I'm on my grind, 3 am text like I need ya

Dream about the pussy, fuck it 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 fuck me like she want the rent paid

Like she want that oscar de la renta

I slow it down like it's her favourite ballad

Then go back up at it like I hadn't had it

Straight up

How many times

I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

How many times?

Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down

Get down, get down

How many times I got 'em?

Light another for the bitch who's just only in town for the weekend

I see these bitches in supperclub

Niggas got me throwing bottles up

Bottles with all of my homies

I'm feeling generous, throwing my money

She said she wanted the molly love

I gave her the dick but I'm not in love

I call out, "bingo!" the minute I'm boning

Soon as I'm done, kick her out in the morning

Got xans when I 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, gripping it, backing me up

You wanna fuck with a thug

Now I see all these bitches got ass and they throwing

Damn, it's just a matter of time 'fore I'm gone

Drinking 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 bitches lit, dropping that ass to a split

Talking 'bout me, I'm the shit

I just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars

And my niggas, they whipping the bricks

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

You know how a nigga feel 'bout wasting time

You know how I feel about waiting in line

You know he ain't it, girl you're wasting your time

You'll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?

I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side

How many times?