Chris Brown - Paper, Scissors, Rock (Feat. Timbaland & Big Sean)

Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
 Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
 Blowing up my heart then stick a pen and pop pop pop
 Either you ?, don’t know what you got got got
 I could be wrong, you could right
 You probably be alone, I probably not
 Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
 Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
 Is you crazy, did you lose it
 Are you stupid, are you 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 am I the one you playing
 You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
 You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away
 throw it away
 Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away

[Timbaland]
 Well I can take you back to the spot you was ?
 Make ‘em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
 Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
 Climb up on this boat and show me how you ?

I could be wrong, you could right
 You probably be alone, I probably night
 Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
 Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

[Big Sean]
 Okay woah there, woah there, is you noodle
 Cock-a-doodle
 Are you crazy, crazy, crazy bitch
 Did you knock a couple screws loose?
 I know what time it is, only cause you *cuckoo*
 I got bitches jumping for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
 Are you tryna leave, ay you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
 You’s a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
 And you gave me heads and tails
 Throw it at me baby, I be the wishing well
 For real though, I know our shits not perfect
 We connected in our space where our love’s written in cursive
 Put that rock up on your finger
 Paper in your hands
 But you can’t cut me out
 Bitch this aint no game