[Chris Brown]
All my ladies put ya hands up
All my ladies put ya hands up
If anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if anda that bomb-bomb
Girl anda got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside if ya booty I'ma conquer
If ya pertanyaan bout my size, I give anda the answer
Girl anda got that good good
I already know
Tell it oleh your size
I know anda a dancer
Rein-derierre, I'ma call anda Prancer
Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera
All my ladies if anda got it let me know
She thick in her hips, Cold than a motha
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
apel, apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave

If anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if anda got bomb-bomb
Girl anda got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

[Wiz Khalifa]
Something like a pimp, nothin' like them other fellas
Heard that anda the shit, girl we should blow up together
Ooh I know anda got that bomb shit, call it 9/11
I'm just tryna beat it up, he could it acapella
We should go back to my crib, thats what I'ma tell her
Bring one atau two of them, cause your friends looking kinda jealous
Rolling papers like propellers blowing mozarella
Lotta n-ggas in the club, who cares I'm the realest
Tell the waiters we gon need lebih cases

And when anda think the money's gone we spending lebih faces
She with homeboy, but she want this
6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz

[Chris Brown]
She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
apel, apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave
If anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if anda got bomb-bomb
Girl anda got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Hold up kimosabe, my boks bayi, buaian look like a lobby
I'm in that black Bugatti
and I off that carlo Rossi
I with thta Taylor Posse
These ladies wanna party
And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey
So hold up n-gga, stop me
All these haters watch me
I give it up, your in the deep, anda can call me cocky
Any stage atau any beat anda know I'ma body
And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty

She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
apel, apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave

If anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know anda got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if anda got bomb-bomb
Girl anda got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb