Main Chick (DJ Dramatic Remix)

[Intro: Chris Brown]

I told her "Fuck that n***a"

(Mustard on the beat, ho)



[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I don't know your name, but you've heard my name

I know why you came, tryna get that name

But you heard my name

Girl I know you wanna be my main chick

My main chick

I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"

(I don't know ya)



[Verse 1: B.o.B]

Already got one, rolled up in my left hand

Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband

Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands

This shit I'm on, better than the next strand

Than the next strand, better than the next strand

She head down, booty poppin' in a handstand

I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan

I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man

I don't even understand, why she'd ever want a man

If she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback

Like a cornerback, that's an interception

You think I give a fuck, that's a misconception

Oh what a night, oh what a night

The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high

I said, oh what a night, oh what a night

Yeah she a bad bitch, all jokes aside



[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I don't know your name, but you've heard my name

I know why you came, tryna get that name

But you heard my name

Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick

I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a" (I don't know ya)



[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]

Uh, pull your panties down from under you

Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q

Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane

Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring

Nasty, baby me do it in the backseat

Swear this marijuana keep it cracking

Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing 'til the cash in

Money, money, money, weed, fashion

Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing

Girl toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping

Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake

Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay

Swear this marijuana keep it cracking

Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing 'til the cash in

Money, money, money, weed, fashion

Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing



[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I don't know your name, but you've heard my name

I know why you came, tryna get that name

But you heard my name

Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick

I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"



[Verse 3: Chris Brown]

Baby, why you playing? You heard my name, I know why you came

She gon' gimme that brain so we can do our thang, let's do that thang

What you thinking 'bout me taking you down, yeah

I can be your man when he's not around, yeah



[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I don't know your name, but you've heard my name

I know why you came, tryna get that name

But you heard my name

Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick

I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"

(I don't know ya)