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how I don't like to be by myself
You know I'm just here by all by my self
Why what's going on?
Maybe take a bubble bath you know what I'm sayin'
Ya,
Picture Perfect
Hurricane Chris
Bow Weezy
Chris Brown
Remix
Go

You might've seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can't nobody get
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
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up

[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
By Walter Egan and Chris James

How come everyone says we're fine
It looks so different here inside
Too many nights we fuss and fight
A whole lotta
a sun-baked crumpled stony road

Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun
Snuff brown walls where Spanish lizards run
Here I'm shadowed by a dragon fig
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
Reticent
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
still
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart
Deliveries every day newspapers
was there still

I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart

Deliveries every day
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my
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
the percussion
Blast you fast there go production

Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona,
Herc and it touched another sound.
You wouldn't know about James Brown, Pull in the Funkdelic, the radio and still have a play in the sound. (?)
It's
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
Hey, there people I'm Bobby Brown,
They say I'm the cutest boy in town!
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny,
I tell all the girls they can kiss my
work
Cutting hedges in the meadow by the stream
My blade slipped, I cut my hand and my own dear blood did flow
Upon the brown earth and the corn still
Down in Georgia
And I'm still in old
Tennessee
Wishing you'd come home
To me.
Life here is easy
I'm sure you recall
How it's so warm and breezy
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
Hey, there people I'm Bobby Brown,
They say I'm the cutest boy in town!
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny,
I tell all the girls they can kiss my
"yes" is all I need.

Tasting you still on my tongue,
Shaking conch shells one by one,
And trails of peaceful inequities.
Insincere flattering by other
Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee

Wishing you'd come home to me.
Life here is easy
I'm sure you recall
How it's so warm and breezy
In
around and that you should know
Brown Crowd with the sounds of the Brown for the barrio
Should I say I'm back or should I say that I'm still here
Sounds
the bombshell [unverified]
Peace, be-Brown is definitely outta here for the minute
See ya, 'cause

It's still my thang and after eight years
Ain't a damn thing
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