Search results for dark quiet by chris brown

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The glory of a rainbow, I put 'em all to shame

No quiet browns or grays, I'll take my days instead
And fill them 'til they overflow, with rose and cherry red
From a long line of teachers, white Baptist preachers
He was born with an Indian will
His quiet dark eyes, reading the light
As he rode in the low Osage
why'all know why'all heard of him
Niggaz can not serve him, not see him when he floatin' by, windows be dark tinted
Stop playing thinking you touch him,
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'
interested she said
(oh I apologies)
I looked deep into her dark brown eyes
I said you ignored me for months on end
Now all of a sudden you wanna be my
interested she said
(oh I apologize)
I looked deep into her dark brown eyes
I said you ignored me for months on end
Now all of a sudden you wanna be my
[Jadakiss] 

My outlet is full of powerful niggas 

Electrify ya tie  spark up the lah 

Keep the room dark  let me fill out my high 

Then
between Stoudemire and Carmelo
Half these New York whack rappers are soft as Jell-O
Since a little nigga, always been a fly fellow
Went from dark brown
high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said