[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 сердце then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either Ты ?, don’t know what Ты got got got
I could be wrong, Ты could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, Ты Актёрское искусство like an idiot
Really try to Любовь Ты but its getting hard, hard, hard


[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Is Ты crazy, did Ты lose it
Are Ты stupid, are Ты 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 стервятник, гриф
Always hopin' for the worst
Waitin' for me to fuck up
You'll regret the день 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 Ты that I'm leavin'(Deuces)
I know Ты mad but so what?
I wish Ты 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 еще tryin' to make it work...