Mouf

[Intro]

​d.a. got that dope

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Jacquees, Chris Brown, Jacquees]

You better be gone, better be gone

When I figure out your hideaway ('Way)

I found out where you be going, where that nigga stay

Ooh, found

Oh yeah, you know it, 'bout to catch a case (Woah)

I'm speeding down the highway (Yeah)

Know your location, now I'm on the way

It's o, it's okay, yeah

I'm coming over, baby

Don't you say shit

I'm here to hear it from your own mouth

[Verse 1: Jacquees]

You see me callin' (What?)

Why you won't give me no answer, baby? (Yeah, why?)

It's 3 in the morning (Yeah)

Only ones out is the dancers, baby (Woah, dancers)

You won't even admit that you look bad (Woah, damn)

Don't worry though I got your location (What?)

You cheating's ridiculous to even try to picture it (Right, right)

So this middle finger is for every nigga feelin' me (Right, right, right, what?)

You fucked up my love, girl (Okay), and fucked up my bed

Goddamn (Yeah), know what I'm sayin'? (What?)

You got no shame (Yeah, damn)

Stakeout your hideaway, bring the AK

Choppa sound just like the 808 (Brr, brr)

I need more bass, you done fucked up (Brr)

I'm crazy, this house a gun range

Let the drums rang, bang bang

You'd do the same thing if I let my nuts hang

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Jacquees, Chris Brown, Jacquees]

You better be gone, better be gone

When I figure out your hideaway ('Way)

I found out where you be going, where that nigga stay

Ooh, found

Oh yeah, you know it, 'bout to catch a case (Woah)

I'm speeding down the highway (Yeah)

Know your location, now I'm on the way

It's o, it's okay, yeah

I'm coming over, baby

Don't you say shit

I'm here to hear it from your own mouth

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

'Cause I'm trippin' this evening

Ready go war, show you I mean it

And you can't deceive me, I seen it

Saw your phone ringin', don't try to delete it

Yes, you caught

Fuckin' that nigga in the dress I bought

I guess you smart

You say you ain't with him, bitch, yes, you are

My heart too big for the small talk

And my house too big for the long walk

You 'bout to take everything that I paid for right now

I'm not used to being on the other side of the gun, oh woah

You got me all up in my feelings, this shit ain't fun

No, we ain't done, no

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Jacquees, Chris Brown, Jacquees]

You better be gone, better be gone (When I)

When I figure out your hideaway ('Way, hideaway)

I found out where you be going, where that nigga stay (Ooh, oh-oh)

Ooh, found

Oh yeah, you know it, 'bout to catch a case (Ooh, oh-oh, woah)

Now I'm speeding down the highway (Yeah)

Know your location, now I'm on the way (On the way, baby)

It's o, it's okay, yeah

I'm coming over, baby

Don't you say shit

I'm here to hear it from your own mouth