Lyrics:
[Hook: Mistah F.A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns
Dream In Reality
by: Chris Sylvain
intro
Verse 1
You’re There when I need you
To help when I’m down
And I knew, with from the start
That you
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
town getting drown
By the hive going round
Like a hound, bloody streets
Smell the brown, burning witch
Screaming loud, body twitch
Feel the sound
Lilly was queen
There's gonna be a family reunion
Down around Little River Park
Lilly got a brand new baby they say
Jesse Brown had to up and run away
on the weekend talked your way out of a first date.
Said your uncle was famous, by then it was too late.
Spit shine your black luck now, baby.
Fall asleep
on the door and it was opened
By a brown-haired girl and a baby with a teethin' ring.
I said "I seen you somewhere before
But don't stand there and block
the talk, cuz I'm walkin' the walk
If the streets was yours nigga
I'd chalk your corpse
Cuz I debo like Nino Brown, rico clowns
Gon' have to gummy down
John
We run this shit
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
It's Great John beats, baby
Great
an imbecile
Point blank, period, just like a menstrual
All my n****s in the back, like a limo
Lil baby by my side, like a hip bone
Turn my L's into M's, yeah i
I been acting like a Schizo
I love you baby girl
No i want to cut this bitch throat
Sike I’m just playing
No I’m really fucking cereal
Invite OJ
a beehive drop
Don't be fooled by this brand new Rolly baby
I've been getting money since ER dropped
Hotels I spend nights at
That pussy good enough to miss
my keys had to tell em I'm boutta leave
Cause this girl is taking me home
Aye!
Baby she a busy body but by I need a home body
She a hoe prolly don't
family in a brand new home
My kids is grown
And I'm still rocking on the microphone
People love me everywhere and I know why
It's not that I'm dope and my
in a 5-Liter
12 Can't see me, I'm john cena
Take off the top on a rari (Rari)
Baby I told you I love you I'm sorry
Feel like I just fell in love with
Strange Summer by Allen Paris
Written by John Stary and Jeffrey Allen
She said my pool looks like a lake
My eyes open but I'm barely awake Clothes
her a picture, I said "baby, this him"
Heard from his shorty that he like his girls slim
So when we go in, baby; go sit by him
Now we in the club, they
a touchdown
Ran on the money, hall of fame of finesse, ain't no Jim Brown
I know my momma she proud of me
Young rich nigga, we the new trend now
Came a long
grandpa's style
Ain't for real ask your grandpa can I have his handmedowns?
Thank you Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought
hey how u doin girl
basically i just wanna know
are u still down for mine
uhhhh u know ill always be down
u still down for mine baby
u still down
Squeeze them by the collar
Make them bitches holla
Never played the NBA but
Bitch I be balling
With my own name brand
Like its goddamn Spalding
Snoop keep
And I remember kicking it
Watching soccer
Eating poster
But now you block my calls
As if Serge Ibaka
Was playing against John Wall
But baby girl this
stop now
For sure ain't no doubt
Keep an open mind, let it all hang out
It's rainin' inside a big brown moon
How does that mess you baby up, leg
Eatin'
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