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Seh wah, well mi waa send out dis one to di man weh name Chris Brown,
Get all a di gal dem from his home town to outta town, ha ha seh wah.
So mi wah
in your heart
So many things I want to tell you
I think that I should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from
You fuckin crazy?
Excuse me, excuse me
Calm down, you always make shit
Yo what I told you about that shit?
Miss Brown?
Nigga you always, yes?
You
bad guy
No they never stop they just pass me by
They treat me like a leper
Who's left to die Yo!

Excuse me mate can you get me a taxi
Is that
you
I think that I should start by saying Yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game
that I should start by saying yo

I don't know your name, but excuse me, miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
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.
try to change the world
So please excuse me while I laugh

Yo, I heard it's said the revolution won't be televised
But in the land of milk and honey
broads caint miss me (miss me)
I'm so krispy 
I'm so krispy 
When it comes to being fly, you caint fuck with me (with me)

[verse 1] 
Dreads hangin
, excuse me Miss Thang with your nose ring
The way your body swing, you make a nigga wanna sing
I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things
I wish they leave me alone yo
        This was predicted not self-inflicted
        By the rapp outta the 'hood
        They picked it good
Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule
They call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means,
Chris spreadin faulty rumors around the Town like Club New Vogue, 
Really though. 

[Chorus]
Why you wanna playa hate on me?? 
Why you wanna playa
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
Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right
just run along like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Excuse me sir I says to him, but I thought you was a business guy
I might have a little
gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Excuse me, what is your name?

Uh, my name is Hope, yo
I was blessed
dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Excuse me, what is your
shoe
Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again
God damn, backyard's bangin' like
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