Nothin' Like Me Lyrics - Fan Of A Fan: The Album - Chris Brown

She don't think that I can change 

So I switched from a Benz to a Range 

First class to the jet (yeah!) 

Got more money than her ex 

Way more money than her ex 

And he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I done showed you shit you never seen, girl 

But he ain't nothing like me, girl 

He complain about your spending 

I hand you the card, tell you spend it 

Master P, no limit 

I let you do you, girl 

He don't put no gas in your car, nah 

We hit the lot and buy cars, girl 

He fuck you every blue moon 

I hit it till the sun come up 

That's why I fuck with you girl 

You ain't looking for no come up 

Your nigga ain't about his money 

He got zeros, I got commas 

He buying drinks, I'm buying bottles 

We pulling up on Forgiato's 

All of my niggas got money 

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That nigga can't pull out a hundred 

She don't think that I can change 

So I switched from a Benz to a Range 

First class to the jet (yeah!) 

Got more money than her ex 

Way more money than her ex 

And he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I done showed you shit you never seen, girl 

But he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I ain't gone start shit 

And a nigga ain't worried 'bout the homies 

Twerk that shit on me from the front to the back 

I know you got a nigga, don't lie 

Fuck your boyfriend, not tonight 

I'ma make you mine, all night 

Damn I'm on your ass can't hide it 

Cause all my girls that sing this shit don't want a broke nigga (no) 

All they wanna do smoke and drink 

And they know what I'm thinking 

She choosing (choosing) to fuck with a fly nigga 

Your bitch about to change up 

I'm the truth, you a lie, nigga 

She don't think that I can change 

So I switched from a Benz to a Range 

First class to the jet (yeah!) 

Got more money than her ex 

Way more money than her ex 

And he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I done showed you shit you never seen, girl 

But he ain't nothing like me, girl 

More money, most money 

Marlon Wayans, tell them niggas ain't shit funny 

Tight money, shit too private for your plane money 

You coach money, I toast crimes loaf running 

Rich nigga, Alpo, Rich Porter 

I'm CEO, plus I fucked his granddaughter 

I do shit you think about on the toilet 

My cup over-running, flowing like Fiji water 

And my new bitch sorta like an alcoholic 

Bitch my new car, call that bitch "whatchamacallit" 

T-Raw (yeah) got pussy calling 

OHB L-K, only balling 

I came with the tooth filler 

In case a nigga wanna score a round with me, nigga 

True shit, trill nigga 

Put down my hard hat, drill bitches, fuck with me 

She don't think that I can change 

So I switched from a Benz to a Range 

First class to the jet (yeah!) 

Got more money than her ex 

Way more money than her ex 

And he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I done showed you shit you never seen, girl 

But he ain't nothing like me, girl 

She don't think that I can change 

So I switched from a Benz to a Range 

First class to the jet (yeah!) 

Got more money than her ex 

Way more money than her ex 

And he ain't nothing like me, girl 

I done showed you shit you never seen, girl 

But he ain't nothing like me, girl