Chris

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


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