Lyrics:
mother fucker)
Wait wait wait
(Breezy)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Girl I wanna make ya sing like opera
Gotta cold headed dose I'm your doctor
Pink house like
cookin
Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in
Long
I don't know what would make him risk it all
Kanye caught Kim K fuckin' Chris Paul (what?)
He deserve it if that shit is true, can't even front
ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and then, oh hey
Every time you come around, something magnetic pulls me and I can't get
with pretty brown eyes
Bad girl hypnotize me when she [unverified] at me and smiled
And I can't get her out of my mind, no
Every time I close my
be what I am, what you can never be
And elm linden trees look just like my fro
They assume I got my bars just by being black
Like no, this takes a lot
I don't care how
Don't take my love away, not now!
Kim Chris
Oh, Chris, Oh, Kim
I can't get free Please
just like this
White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get (yeah)
White America
I could be one of your kids
White
Fuckin' that bitch
Slimin' that bitch
All I want is peace
Break that bitch to pieces
Beat a bitch up Chris Brown
I got money gettin' down
The glock
might choke a kid
I can make yo bitch run more laps than my coaches did
Get you slimed out, put your T-shirt on your closest friend
Turned up off this
finished school
Now you can't finish lyin', so I diminish you
They still get the teeth to show we know them as tools
I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I
auto tune
That’s the truth, you can’t hide Brown fuck you
You know my name, I know you scared of me bro
Chris, I’m challenging you for a battle with me
and will get anything you need i
Guess you can call him a "sweetheart
" haha!
Now, as far as the CO’s, there's one who
Really stood out white dude he's
it's the weekend
I'm smokin' on gas you can't get for the low
In the whip with a hoe who take dick in her throat
And I'm grippin the pole
While yo' bitch
numba'
Brown eyed girl
Hotter than the summa'
Around you I get dumba'
I could be your one
Brown eyed girl
Listen miss beautiful
I can be your
Chris Brown]
I’ll be pulling it down in a minute
How long will it take before you screamin’ my name
Oh baby you should rip off my clothes and get naked
be callin' code read like Mountain Dew
'Fore I count to you can get cha back blown
'Cause ya gimmicks out of minutes like a track phone
Get back
i put that every on bet through
Your focal lens come and bounce with a nigga for the code get him
Access to your closest friend i need ownership you
like I'm Chris Brown (get it)
Lost the Scat and went and went grabbed it out the impound (nigga)
We gon' switch up (yeah), put that switch down
They kno my body I flirt that
Get left on the scene than I skirt that
Said uu want smoke but Ik you ain't worth that
My chop Chris brown how I work
I've seen a lot of things in my life
A lot of ups and downs
Made a lot of mistakes
No matter what, you've always been by my side
You've always
Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in this bitch
drop
I be at the stud' in the cool, with the draw walking in the nude
Telling her that I can come through, and I can get her into a interlude
Okay word
Cheers
Aye
You don't want any of this man
I can't think straight man
Think I need to just go and get some rest
Well
Alright man I guess I
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