[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a fuck about you n***as
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n***as
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n***as
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n***a like me
She really want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She only want a n***a like me (Ah)
A n***a like me
Only want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She said she like a n***a like me

[Verse 1: Siya]
Hol' up, hol' up
She really want a n***a with some deep pockets
She really want a n***a that be stuntin'
She really want a n***a that'll take her to the club
And buy her bottles all night just for nuttin' for a n***a
You really can't afford her
I ride around in whips, that's afforded
She know I'm gon' spoil her
I'm-I'm-I'm a hood n***a, and she love it
I came from the bottom, but I been gettin' money
Out the pen, though I never leave the club without a chopper
Good luck if a n***a try to rob her
Four chains on, I'll never touch shit in
Fly ass n***a all these hoes wanna fuck with
I'm higher than Heaven
I'm higher than Heaven, I'm blowin' Jamaica
Loud packs, shawty, I don't never smoke vapors
Start cuffin' that bitch 'fore I take her
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a fuck about you n***as
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n***as
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n***as
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n***a like me
She really want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She only want a n***a like me (Ah)
A n***a like me
Only want a n***a like me
A n***a like me (Look, haha)
She said she like a n***a like me

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You fuck around and hate on me, I'ma take your bitch
Take your chain, n***a, take your shit
I ain't never ever been broke
Fuckin' with amigo, spendin' them pesos, bitch
Put your hands up, n***a, sit down
I'll box a n***a with these six rounds
I ain't gotta say two words
But when I pull up to the curb, you motherfuckers just get down
Wanna talk about money? Huh
N***a, look at these hunnids
I could do it by myself with no help
N***a, who runnin'?
Look, Chuck Taylor's make me run fast
Left hook, click pow, that's a gun jab, huh
And a n***a wanna smile when you layin' down
Still n***a talkin' shit, now he toe tag
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a fuck about you n***as
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n***as
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n***as
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Problem]
A n***a like me
She really want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She only want a n***a like me (Ah)
A n***a like me
Only want a n***a like me (What?)
A n***a like me (Chachi)
She said she like a n***a like me (Diamond)

[Verse 3: Problem]
If you got a high, now I teaches
You motherfuckers sure gon' learn 'bout me ('Bout me)
Never low, yeah, I'm always high-key
'09 last time a n***a used his ID (Gang)
Al-Always real n***as in my background (Deep)
Fifty deep in the club, no pat downs (Yeah)
Lacin' up shoes 'cause we runnin' (We runnin')
And my hoes ain't wantin' for nothin' (What?)
'Cause I am the man (Man)
I am the man, I am the man (What?)
Your homie, he ran
You think it's a bed the way I would lie on the stand (What? Woo)
For all of my fam (Fam)
I done done it already
I see you love me already
She feel it all in her belly
This money is funny, it’s scary
Milk 'em, no dairy
Your boy get head bigger than Berry
Come on (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Mo' money mean mo' problems
Give a fuck about you n***as
Mo' models, a hundred bottles
I'm stuntin' on you n***as
We takin' your girl
It's me and my n***as
Go figure, go figure
Got 'em

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
A n***a like me
She really want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She only want a n***a like me (Ah)
A n***a like me
Only want a n***a like me
A n***a like me
She said she like a n***a like me (Ah)