Man it hit's like drama
Chris, Rihanna
A two-time' trifiling show... oh
In the dark like vadar, off my radar
Swi-swi-switching' you go-o
(I'm gonna)
The repetitious dirty pictures in my he-e-e-ad
Got me thinking' where your freedom le-e-ed
(I'm gonna)
Left me lyin' close my dyin'
In my be-e-ed, but i'm not dead... eh
I'm gonna hit that shop, gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks, gonna handle my biz
Gonna act a fool, gonna lose my cool
Gonna git that chick
Like you did, like you did
Like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist
...
See i broke like bottles, I starved like models
For eight straight days on the cough... ough...
But I'm far from bitter, I'm not no quitter
Yeah I'm the type of a guy
(I'm gonna)
To run amok to bring the ruckus like the wu-u-u-u
To run 'em over 'til I'm over you-ou-ou
(I'm gonna)
To go bananas like monkeys in a zoo-o-o-o
But I'm not through '
I'm gonna hit that shop, gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks, gonna handle my biz
Gonna act a fool, gonna lose my cool
Gonna git that chick
Like you did, like you did
Like you didn't exist, like you din't exist
(Ex factor)
Aha-ah
Aha-ah
Aha-ah-ah
Aha-ah
Aha-ah
Aha-ah
(Ex factor)
I'm gonna hit that shop, gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks, gonna handle my biz
Gonna act a fool, gonna lose my cool
Gonna git that chick
Like you did, like you did
Like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist
Like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist