Search results for 'while you sleep by chris brown'

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

niggas know what I mean
'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-motherfuckers gotta know the routine

Go to sleep hoe,

Go 2 Sleep

Ludacris

Word of Mouf [Clean]

2001

niggas know what I mean
'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-motherfuckers gotta know the routine

Go to sleep hoe,

creep in
Ya home while you gone
Have you comin' back findin'
Nut on yo' sheets go to sleep, hoe
(Go to sleep) go to sleep, hoe
(Go to sleep)
If you

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

the North Star, breaking concentration like the hyman
It's all about timing, rhyming in the cut
Yo what you thinking you proving by your feet not moving
While

Hey Chris (Hi)
Yeah I just wanted to let you know
That you better get down here really fast
'Cause we're making a diss track on you unless you come

(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown 

Ma, have you

What's My Name

Chris Brown

Chris Brown

2005

(new, yes, yes)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Spit flame (Chris, Chris, Chris Brown)
And me, stick around (yes sir)
Ya boy, Chris Brown 

Ma, have you

nigga you live in agony
You a bitch nigga you grabbing on ya knees
This is that shit nigga Anti-Gravity
Aye
Chris Brown how a nigga dance
Bro keeping

Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy

I be loved by ladies, I'm the brown Chris Brown
Matter fact, call me The Brown Breezy who's

International Love

Pitbull

Planet Pit

2011

Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee

You put it down like New York City, I never sleep 
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter

Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee

You put it down like New York City, I never sleep 
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter

Chris Brown
Wrapped his hands around Rihanna's
Neck, and choked her
Left her passed out on the ground
Yo Chris, I'm pissed!
I'll put you on my hit list

the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens

Knicks (Remix)

Madlib

Piñata

2014

now
Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit

I body your man 
Do a drive by on you live with a body cam 
Fucking with Feddie then count your bread and your blessings
Fuck over Feddie, they find

Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke


Intro:

Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da

choosing
I just wanna lay you down
Hear yo voice my body go wild
Chris brown come take me down
No time to waste let's do it right now
Entertaining crums had

the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had

down
they left me with no guidance like Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Chris Brown (Chris Brown)
Green light cause I'm going to the top
But it's at red cause

in

Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Best Thing Smokin, Vol. 17

2008

[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

nobody do it like this
Everybody hates Chris, I know I know
Everybody hates Chris, I know I know
Everybody hates Chris, but I'm gon give you a show
Yall

to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris