Lyrics:
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
All by myself/Up all by myself
I can lift a car up all by myself
Did you did you
Did you know that
I can lift a car up all by myself
Well no
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
[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
you
I could lift you right up off the ground
I saw thru yer eyes at my demise
That I always viewed as a crown
Talking out loud was my mistake
But this
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
your head up
Lift your head up to the sky
Dont you doubt it, worry bout it, you gon be all right
Lift your head, head up
Lift it oh, oh
It, it
indeed we're free, free indeed
Christ has come, revealed by love ,he has set us free
We lift you up, we lift you up, our praise resounds, our hearts shout
Your pockets broke down I could give you a lift
Take a ride just come hop in the whip
Shawdy said she wan suck up the drip
She a nut in the head so I nut
[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
should all be round up and shot
That was terrible (crowd: moans)
What you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
Yes! Yes! That's so much better
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
[Secretary]Oh..okay
[Tim Chandler]Ohhh. Let me start by thanking you for a second.
[mc chris]Okay...
[Tim Chandler]The album...I got the preorders in, they look great.
and clean it uplll
Stick it back in im hard asf bout to fill you up no gas pump
Nasty freaky unbelieveable
Bout to take you down no chris brown see the freak
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
And me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Oh, yeah
Don't wanna be interrogated tonight
So, I'm going home
There ain't no freaking baby
You said
new like Chris Brown (new like Chris Brown)
Fuck her, then throw up the deuces like deuces
I'm on to something new like Chris Brown
Fuck her, then
wit ya boi Bow Wow
And dat boi Chris Brown
All I wanna do is see you take it to the ground
Bring it up slow
Twerk dat thing like dem girls in da
finna hitch up (Just sittin' here foolin' around)
You get a knock at your door if you fucking with Chris
And my young nigga, he getting rich
Young
Pretty, brown, eyes
You know!
I got that up north glow, body lookin' like cinnamon
I'm runnin' shit right now, I think I pulled a ligament
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
[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
forbidden to come 'round
Lord knows I love you, Molly
Molly Brown
Molly Brown, Molly Brown
Lay down by my side
Show me how you spread your wings
And let that
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