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Performed by adam sandler and jon

Contributed by chris durkin

Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Picture Perfect
Hurricane Chris
Bow Weezy
Chris Brown

You might've seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can't nobody get
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 
??????????? The Beta Band ????????

It all started in London Town
When we gave a demo to Phil Brown
Then we met Miles at Parlophone
Let him hear our style
the things that you used to do...
Momma I dedicate this one to you

Sing with the song of Chris Brown, Mama lyrics!

It's straight from
Brown bless the mic like gesundheit
Bud 'bout the size of a bonsai, kick it like Muay Thai
Flow like sci-fi in high def
I'm righteous and still
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
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you


She want that lovey dovey 
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber

So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
What a pity, it comes down to mics and a pillow
Couple handshakes, hash browns and a hello
From a fan to make it worthwhile with the plan
To cover
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
and at him, brown Chris Farley
Kalapani K?lid?sa, Vijay from Pyaasa
Wiles out at night, can't breathe through his nostrils
Poppa need his medicine
again, add it to wax


[Young Chris]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name, Young Chris, or Young Gunner
Know my partner Young
to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch

I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'
that I'm trippin'.
Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won't miss ya.
Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no quitting.
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Ihr seid geblendet von Chris Browns Frisur
Denkt Hip-Hop heißt "Wir reißen ein paar Chicks auf auf Tour."
Doch was ist, wenn ich meine Bars schreib',
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
be this, there wouldn't be Chris,
Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist.
No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either,
There would only be tight jeans,
Truuuuuuuuuuue, oh dear, scooby dooby doo
Scooby doo doo

Then I met Sin,
Sweating the viking
A brown skinned fox, slim just like I like them
"What?  Sweating you?
phone, just got paged by a curly curly
Hit me on my horn three times if you want the crack
But fool don't be paging me no more for no credit sack
What's up Big Chris?
Goin' to the store to get the papers. 
Got ya, a little love on this one here.
Huh! Word on. Word on.

Commercial rap