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missed it all by a country mile
Went out one night for some cigarettes
And I was gone and I ain't back yet

I was gone, gone and I ain't back yet
I was
down, down, down, down (Get Down)
Down, Down, Down (Get Down)
Get Down (Ooouou)
We can get down

[Bridge - Chris Brown]
The way I see it girl, You
the Wizard of Oz.
And I know they've got John Brown in the ground, 
Yet I know his story's not fully text-book bound.
And I know his body's a molderin'
Man them niggaz was there ain't move yet
I'm startin' to think they had somethin' to do wit it
I used to think them niggaz was scared
It's lookin'
spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money
It feel good to be young money cash money
Rehab I'm addicted to fast money
I got stacks and rubber bands up
a terrible thing to waste)
Caught the face from the backs of the border of the mindstate
I play control to a fraud
(Nah it ain't happenin')
Nada to make it
By Chris James and Walter Egan

Damned if I will said Adam to Eve
What made you mess with that tree
Forbidden fruit from some snake in the grass
Just
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)

Thank god for those days, thank god for those
Hmm 
Elephant Man 
C. Breeze 
Chris Brown for the ladies 
(Give it to her) 
Baby look at it startin to sweat 
Grind it on me 
I told her 
I
Uh, check it, check it
Aiyo, it's very rare that you see me an Lanson
In a club, with bub, partyin', we dancin'
If so, it's Chris, Bacardi,
need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you

Hey,

[Chorus]
She want that lovey dovey 
That
Man them niggaz was there ain't move yet
I'm starting to think they had something to do with it
I use to think them niggaz was scared, its looking
ain't healthy, can't help me
I ain't wealthy, look what they dealt me

Straight straggler, brown bagger
Juggalo gang bang can't tag her

And its
talk to her
Ain't gone lie this pussy good, it make me feel like stalking her.

We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love
We supposed to be in
Just in case you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up
Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't
mind my rusty truck
Swinging by to pick you up
I missed your sweet face, it was six long days
Since I'd got to hang with you

And we'd throw two fly rods
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)

Thank god for those days, thank god for those
But when the landlord says it's over
And the harvest has turned cold
There ain't enough to pay the man
After the crops have been sold

[Chorus]
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
White devils like it
I'm drinking coffee brought to me
By white devils' sidekicks
They askin' if we like to get higher
Like they hired him
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
of menthol
Missed class stayed in the hall
Lookin for a squeeze play, better yet a holiday
Stayed away from the pyramid board game
Broke it down
again, add it to wax

[Chorus]

[Young Chris]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name, Young Chris, or Young Gunner
Know my partner Young
hickies and the prickies and your ass too
Everybody gets a ride on the ghost car
Don't matter who you are, we going straight to hell
And it ain't far, Mr.