Iffy
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Ayy
Pinky ring worth 'bout two-fifty (ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo, that's drippy (ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (ooh)
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they iffy (ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon' slide now (ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that's a vibe now (ooh, ayy)
Ballin' on these hoes like LeBron now (ooh)
She spittin' off the top, that's a freestyle

Ayy, I'm 'bout to run it up
I'm 'bout to pull up in that motherfuckin' Bentley truck (ayy)
Got some bad bitches and they 'bout to fuck it up (ayy)
And we takin' shit over just to sum it up, sum it up
Yeah, I need my commas, lil' bitch
I ain't playin', man, I put that on my mama and shit
Twenty-four on the jersey, just for Mamba and shit
Vince Carter on the beat, I put my arm through the rim

It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air if it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday
You should be throwin' that back in the first place
It's Breezy, I know you heard of me

Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth 'bout two-fifty (ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo, that's drippy (ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (ooh)
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they iffy (ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon' slide now (ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that's a vibe now (ooh, ayy)
Ballin' on these hoes like LeBron now (ooh)
She spittin' off the top, that's a freestyle

I'm about to turn it up a hundred degrees
Got my baby goin' up, flight overseas
I don't know where your girl at, she missin'
I'm a bad boy like a Detroit Piston
Nigga, I might smash on your bitch, Mitch Richmond
Cookin' up that hot shit, yeah, we in the kitchen
You been workin' out, girl, lookin' real temptin'
The way you make it clap, tonight, I might tap that

It's your birthday (birthday)
Put your hands in the air if it's your birthday (birthday)
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday (birthday)
You should be throwin' that back in the first place (first place)
It's Breezy, I know you heard of me

Ooh, yeah (ooh, ayy)
Pinky ring worth 'bout two-fifty (ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo, that's drippy (ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (ooh)
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they iffy (ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon' slide now (ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that's a vibe now (ooh, ayy)
Ballin' on these hoes like LeBron now (ooh)
She spittin' off the top, that's a freestyle

Yeah, let's play
Your body makes me feel a way
Just make it shake
I want you to put it all in my face
Make it nasty
Bad bitch (bad), walked in (walked)
Her friends locked in (yeah), top ten (whoa)
Toxic, I am, yes, ma'am (yeah-yeah)
And if they hatin' on you
I might have to kick 'em out

'Cause it's your birthday (it's your birthday)
Put your hands in the air if it's your birthday (birthday)
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday (birthday, yeah)
You should be throwin' that back in the first place (first place)
It's Breezy, I know you heard of me

Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth 'bout two-fifty (two-fifty, oh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo, that's drippy (yeah-yeah, I did that, ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (tipsy, yeah)
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they iffy (ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon' slide now (slide now, ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that's a vibe now (vibe, ooh, ayy)




Ballin' on these hoes like LeBron now
She spittin' off the top, that's a freestyle (freestyle)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Chris Brown's song "Iffy" talk about living a lavish lifestyle, with Breezy boasting about his wealth and influence. The opening line sets the tone of the song, with the artist saying his pinky ring is worth around $250. He then goes on to mention his two-tone Lamborghini, which is "drippy," meaning it has a cool and flashy style to it. The artist then talks about partying with a girl who is getting drunk on bottle after bottle of alcohol. However, he says that he can't trust "these hoes" because they are "iffy," suggesting that he has had bad experiences with women in the past who were not faithful or trustworthy.


The song also references basketball superstar LeBron James, with Brown saying that he is "ballin' on these hoes like LeBron now." The song ends with Breezy talking about a woman's body and asking her to "make it nasty." He compliments her and tells her to put it in his face. The song is upbeat and catchy, with a heavy bass line and a danceable rhythm.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Chris Brown, Curtis Jackson, Darius Logan, David Samuel, Dominique Logan, Edwin Perez, Jamal Gaines, Joshua Parker, Lumidee Cedeno, Michael Jimenez, Mike Elizondo, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Steven Marsden, Teddy Mendez

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A verbal argument ensued and Chris Brown pulled the vehicle over on an unknown street, reached over Robyn F. with his right hand, opened the car door and attempted to force her out. Brown was unable to force Robyn F. out of the vehicle because she was wearing a seat belt. When he could not force her to exit, he took his right hand and shoved her head against he passenger window of the vehicle, causing an approximate one-inch raised circular contusion.

Robyn F. turned to face Brown and he punched her in the left eye with his right hand. He then drove away in the vehicle and continued to punch her in the face with his right hand while steering the vehicle with his left hand. The assault caused Robyn F.'s mouth to fill with blood and blood to splatter all over her clothing and the interior of the vehicle.

Brown looked at Robyn F. and stated, 'I'm going to beat the shit out of you when we get home! You wait and see!'

The detective said Robyn F. then used her cell phone to call her personal assistant Jennifer Rosales, who did not answer.

Robyn F. pretended to talk to her and stated, 'I'm on my way home. Make sure the police are there when I get there.'

After Robyn F. faked the call, Brown looked at her and stated, 'You just did the stupidest thing ever! Now I'm really going to kill you!'

Brown resumed punching Robyn F. and she interlocked her fingers behind her head and brought her elbows forward to protect her face. She then bent over at the waist, placing her elbows and face near her lap in [an] attempt to protect her face and head from the barrage of punches being levied upon her by Brown.

Brown continued to punch Robyn F. on her left arm and hand, causing her to suffer a contusion on her left triceps (sic) that was approximately two inches in diameter and numerous contusions on her left hand.

Robyn F. then attempted to send a text message to her other personal assistant, Melissa Ford. Brown snatched the cellular telephone out of her hand and threw it out of the window onto an unknown street.

Brown continued driving and Robyn F. observed his cellular telephone sitting in his lap. She picked up the cellular telephone with her left hand and before she could make a call he placed her in a head lock with his right hand and continued to drive the vehicle with his left hand.

Brown pulled Robyn F. close to him and bit her on her left ear. She was able to feel the vehicle swerving from right to left as Brown sped away. He stopped the vehicle in front of 333 North June Street and Robyn F. turned off the car, removed the key from the ignition and sat on it.

Brown did not know what she did with the key and began punching her in the face and arms. He then placed her in a head lock positioning the front of her throat between his bicep and forearm. Brown began applying pressure to Robyn F.'s left and right carotid arteries, causing her to be unable to breathe and she began to lose consciousness.

She reached up with her left hand and began attempting to gouge his eyes in an attempt to free herself. Brown bit her left ring and middle fingers and then released her. While Brown continued to punch her, she turned around and placed her back against the passenger door. She brought her knees to her chest, placed her feet against Brown's body and began pushing him away. Brown continued to punch her on the legs and feet, causing several contusions.

Robyn F. began screaming for help and Brown exited the vehicle and walked away. A resident in the neighborhood heard Robyn F.'s plea for help and called 911, causing a police response. An investigation was conducted and Robyn F. was issued a Domestic Violence Emergency Protective Order.



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9jaFanx

Chris is about to take over 2022 🔥🔥

Savannah Bascombe

Fucking facts let's get it!!💯🔥

Jakob D

On God this is breezys biggest comeback

Kiara Jeane

But We Knew Det Though ?

Brandon L. Ellis gang

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Smokepurpp

Nah he aint man! Seriously its just how the game is now

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💯 Shantel 🤯

One thing you can't take from Chris is his consistency in the music game....he has been dropping hits for years.

Melanie Burks

That part

Alyssa Smurda

Albums with 40+ songs and they’re good too!

Yani d

Chris brown Breezy eu

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