Released: November 25, 2013
Featuring: Chris Brown
Songwriter: Playboy Tre Chris Brown B.o.B
Producer: B.o.B
[Intro: B.o.B]
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
And throw that back (Huh), throw that back (Huh)
Don't be scared, bitch, throw that back (Mm, cut it)
This dick right here is cleaner (Mm, cut it) than a hypochondriac (Mmhm)
Po' that yack, po' that yack (Mm, cut it)
This flow, you know that's crack (Mm, cut it)
This beat, you know that crack (Mm, cut it)
I put my city on, yeah, we're on the map (Okay)
Two hands when she's on, like a scooter (Huh, huh)
She told me she wish she knew me sooner (Huh)
If I hit her with the new maneuver (Huh)
What's she gon' do? Scream, "Hallelujah" (Huh)
Her eyes rollin', she's gone (She gone)
She gettin' into her zone (Her zone)
And when she gives me that look then I'ma do whatever I want
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Go crazy and throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Look, don't play with it, I'ma lay in it (Yeah)
I'ma paint your walls, I'ma spray in it (Yeah)
And if I go "licky-licky," put my face in it
Give this country wood, and you takin' it (Yeow!)
I said my chain's so bright, I'm vacationin'
And you fake ass niggas ain't made of shit (Yeah)
I got 150 racks, just to show up (Up)
You had to pay? Nigga, I got paid to sit (Ow!)
I bet your girl know me
A young nigga but I'm feelin' like a OG
Add an R and a Y, that's a orgy
I've got her legs in the sky, she's gon' walk a bunch of life with both feet
She said her booty from the Motherland
She started wobblin' and poppin' it, like a rubber band
I'm throwin' 10 racks with my right
She told me grab her ass with my other hand (Ow!)
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Go crazy and throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Verse 3: B.o.B]
I'm a pimp, did you know that?
Bobby Ray's finna throw that
And when I throw that D I never hold back (Ayy)
Hoes lookin' for me like a lo-jack (Ayy)
'Ca-'Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it (Like she stole it)
That camel toe, I'm finna poke it (I'm finna poke it)
She got her best friend with her (Friend with her)
And we playin' hokey-pokey (Hokey-pokey)
She trying to focus on this wood and this pine
Bow down to the wood, like a shrine
Uh, I be the 6, you be the 9 (Yeah)
That's the only time you'll be less than a dime
Girl, it's yoga time, time to stretch, time to wind (Wind)
I wanna see you wind (Wind)
I want to put it on your mind when I see you grind
Give life to the dead, give sight to the blind
I'ma hit it from the back like, "Aah, aah, aah"
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Look, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Now I'm layin' the pipe 'cause you ain't fuckin' her right, a nigga lazy as shit
They go crazy to this, make her go crazy to this
Soon as that song drop, that thong drop, just shake that
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Outro: B.o.B]
Ba-Ba-Ba, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
Ba-Ba-Ba, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
And throw that back (Huh), throw that back (Huh)
Don't be scared, bitch, throw that back (Mm, cut it)
This dick right here is cleaner (Mm, cut it) than a hypochondriac (Mmhm)
Po' that yack, po' that yack (Mm, cut it)
This flow, you know that's crack (Mm, cut it)
This beat, you know that crack (Mm, cut it)
I put my city on, yeah, we're on the map (Okay)
Two hands when she's on, like a scooter (Huh, huh)
She told me she wish she knew me sooner (Huh)
If I hit her with the new maneuver (Huh)
What's she gon' do? Scream, "Hallelujah" (Huh)
Her eyes rollin', she's gone (She gone)
She gettin' into her zone (Her zone)
And when she gives me that look then I'ma do whatever I want
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Go crazy and throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Look, don't play with it, I'ma lay in it (Yeah)
I'ma paint your walls, I'ma spray in it (Yeah)
And if I go "licky-licky," put my face in it
Give this country wood, and you takin' it (Yeow!)
I said my chain's so bright, I'm vacationin'
And you fake ass niggas ain't made of shit (Yeah)
I got 150 racks, just to show up (Up)
You had to pay? Nigga, I got paid to sit (Ow!)
I bet your girl know me
A young nigga but I'm feelin' like a OG
Add an R and a Y, that's a orgy
I've got her legs in the sky, she's gon' walk a bunch of life with both feet
She said her booty from the Motherland
She started wobblin' and poppin' it, like a rubber band
I'm throwin' 10 racks with my right
She told me grab her ass with my other hand (Ow!)
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Ayy, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Go crazy to this, all my bitches get together, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, uh, go crazy to this
Uh, go crazy to this, all my bitches get together (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Go crazy and throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Verse 3: B.o.B]
I'm a pimp, did you know that?
Bobby Ray's finna throw that
And when I throw that D I never hold back (Ayy)
Hoes lookin' for me like a lo-jack (Ayy)
'Ca-'Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it (Like she stole it)
That camel toe, I'm finna poke it (I'm finna poke it)
She got her best friend with her (Friend with her)
And we playin' hokey-pokey (Hokey-pokey)
She trying to focus on this wood and this pine
Bow down to the wood, like a shrine
Uh, I be the 6, you be the 9 (Yeah)
That's the only time you'll be less than a dime
Girl, it's yoga time, time to stretch, time to wind (Wind)
I wanna see you wind (Wind)
I want to put it on your mind when I see you grind
Give life to the dead, give sight to the blind
I'ma hit it from the back like, "Aah, aah, aah"
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Look, go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Now I'm layin' the pipe 'cause you ain't fuckin' her right, a nigga lazy as shit
They go crazy to this, make her go crazy to this
Soon as that song drop, that thong drop, just shake that
[Chorus: B.o.B]
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play, bitch, throw that back (Yeah, back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Ba-Ba-Ba (Back), throw that back (Back)
Throw that back (Back), throw that back (Back)
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Outro: B.o.B]
Ba-Ba-Ba, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
Ba-Ba-Ba, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
- Underground Luxury (2013)