[Timbaland]
Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowing up my jantung then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either anda ?, don’t know what anda got got got
I could be wrong, anda could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, anda akting like an idiot
Really try to cinta anda but its getting hard, hard, hard


[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Is anda crazy, did anda lose it
Are anda stupid, are anda foolish
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl...

All that bullshit's for the birds
You ain't nothin' but a burung bangkai, hering
Always hopin' for the worst
Waitin' for me to fuck up
You'll regret the hari when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean
When I tell her keep it drama free
Ohohohohohohohoh... x2 Chuckin' up them(Deuces)
I told anda that I'm leavin'(Deuces)
I know anda mad but so what?
I wish anda best of luck
And now I'm finnin' to throw them deuces up

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No lebih tryin' to make it work...