Released: August 5, 2011

Featuring: Kevin McCall

Songwriter: Chris Brown Kevin McCall

Producer: Kevin McCall

[Intro]
K-K-K-K-K-Mac, K-Mac

[Verse 1: Kevin McCall]
Beats I be servin' (Okay), Saks Fifth splurgin'
Diamonds got so many cuts, call my jeweler the surgeon (Surge')
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, label me the virgin (Ah)
I'm hot, b-b-burnin' like when you leave a perm in
Everywhere I go, these hoes be diggin' in they purses for a Sharpie
'Cause they tryna get the autograph in cursive (Okay)
Little bit of Coke mixed with a lot of bourbon (Okay)
Got your boy leanin', sorry if my words slurrin'
Swervin' in that DB9 on purpose
The roof disappear, call it magic like Earvin Johnson
Get-Get up off my johnson (Okay, okay)
No more ridin' dick, shawty, this ain't magic mountain
I've been (Whoa) killin', killin' every song that I been spittin' on
And if I ain't spittin', bet it's somethin' that I written on (Yeah)
Can't even say it was a long road gettin' on
Only took a year and a half and now I'm shittin' on 'em

[Chorus: Kevin McCall, Kid Ink & Both]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (Spend it)
Money to the ceilin' (Ceilin'), bitch, I'm in the buildin' (Yeah)
I-I-I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (Tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothin' 'less you talkin' business (Woo)
100%, I go, 100%, I go
100%, I go, 100%, I go (100)
100%, I go, 100%, I go (100)
100%, I go, 100%, I go

[Interlude: Kevin McCall]
Lemme count this money
One million, two million
Put this up for my new car
Save that for my baby momma
And all you bums can keep the change

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Yeah, I got them bulletproof Ray-Bans so haters never in my head
Money hungry good for me, yeah, I call it wheat bread
Ladies say I'm long strokin', yeah, that’s what she said
Crib like a castle so I'm fuckin' on that king spread
Haha, big ballin', fuck a loft
And money turn me on so I had to fuck it off
Skinny ass nigga's pockets lookin' so bulimic
And I never spill my drink, you can call me Tempur-Pedic
Allergic to the haters, addicted to the money
You askin' why I'm laughin' 'cause all of you niggas funny
And they call me Action Jackson 'cause every d-day I'm stuntin'
And I'm writin' hit songs like it's nothin'
So nigga, you buggin', frontin', what you think this is, ho?
Paparazzi tryna pop me everywhere that Chris go
Never been no sucker, no lame, mad nigga
And your flow is watered down than a drain, ass nigga

[Chorus: Kevin McCall, Kid Ink & Both]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (Spend it)
Money to the ceilin' (Ceilin'), bitch, I'm in the buildin' (Yeah)
I-I-I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (Tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothin' 'less you talkin' business (Woo)
100%, I go, 100%, I go
100%, I go, 100%, I go (100)
100%, I go, 100%, I go (100)
100%, I go, 100%, I go

Chris Brown

Grammy-winning R&B singer, rapper, dancer, graffiti artist, illustrator and the first male lead artist to have his debut single top the Billboard Hot 100 in 8 years with “Run It!” in 2005, Breezy is undoubtedly a multifaceted artist. To add to this, he is the father of Royalty, a princess and the inspiration for his 7th studio album Royalty.

It’s undeniable his ability as a musician, dancer, and all-round entertainer. At the 54th Annual Grammy Awards (February 12th, 2012) his 4th studio album F.A.M.E. won the award for Best R&B Album and a huge number of other awards and nominations ranging from his debut as a 16 year old in 2005 to his most recent projects.

Brown’s career is long-lived, pristine and all about his music with hits such as “Look At Me Now,” “Turn Up the Music,” and “Loyal,” and successful collaborations with Omarion on his hit “Post to Be” and Lil Dicky's “Freaky Friday” in recent years.