Lyrics:
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
deep like a bachelor
I turn shit over like a spatula
You know how it goes by now, word to God
Lyrics are so hard they'll be Kevin Costner's bodyguard
sumbitch sideways and shove it up your lonely nights cuz
This is a beat down and I am Bushido Brown
Break, Break, Break, Break, Break
You see this is
Niggas like fuck Billy
He still owe me from '98
Oh man you fitting to menestrate
Take this roach now we straight
Youngin' you know mom still eying my cape
only be healed by
Brown Liquor, Babe
For this little pain in my chest
Although I know that its wrong
I find my resolve in Brown...
So maybe I'll just
The name Chris Brown from Virginia
Ask about me, they'll tell you I'm the truth with it (oh)
C to the H to the R-I-S (oh)
I know you like it, mama, just
The name Chris Brown from Virginia
Ask about me, they'll tell you I'm the truth with it (oh)
C to the H to the R-I-S (oh)
I know you like it, mama, just
the composition like the Rat Pack
I say this ain't jazz-rap, this that, this that spazz-rap
This that raised-by-the-internet, ain't-had-no-dad rap
Yo, I'm good
Look around, this is Maino’s town
I’m bigger than Nino Brown
Still living like I have no fear, middle finger’s in the air like yeah
It’s about to go
Brown how a nigga dance
Bro keeping a stick
Like he playing with lance
You copping from me
Get my cash in advance
Girl I don't wanna fuck
I'm not into
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
Gymnast when I back flip it
Crafted this tracked to this
Feeling like I mastered this
Brown skin black in this
All these thoughts blasphemous
Coles spirit
?)
What'chu like? (Can you tell me, baby)
Why, how?
All night long (All night long)
I like 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Haitian with
Good conversation
what you saw with those dark brown eyes
I'm only seeing these pieces of the night
(Pieces of the night, pieces of the night)
Hit by the heat
with a vengeance
Only a boy like I'm Dennis the menace
I got my run on can't finish the sentence
My music linked in from Lincoln to Trenton
Gold in my
[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 to the whites
want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like
Like, damn I been here for so long
How can this be?
If I gotta go
I'm gon' go, I ain't gon' kick or scream
Just promise one thing
Don't let them
Uncle Dennis.
This ain’t for the- (Okay, you get it).
Y’all defaulting, overdue on my credit.
Karma a bitch, and she don’t be forgetting
Or forgiving
the fuck would I even sleep
And long live my uncle Dennis by the name he sound just like a miniature mechanic
Niggas talkin' all this shit but I'm still here
Ok
Ok
I'm so handsome I give pussy an errection
Lightskinned but my aura shine brighter than my complexion
Hair yellow like Dennis Rodman 1997
Treat
sold brown tree
How y'all found me? A penny sure goes far
This one goes out to you know who you are
Got many more rhymes in jars like plenty more
Whore
the black and the brown
I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
The homey came through to put
brother
I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour
Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sen...cow sen...cow sen
Joe, well I got this flow
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