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needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

Brown Skin Lady

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

say true, all I can say
Is all praise due I thank you god for a beauty like you

Brown skin lady
Yes
Where you goin
This goes to the brown skin

Yeah
You know we out here
KOCHI MAFIA TAPES VOL 1
Told my girl I need trust
Told my mom I love her stop making a fuss
I do everything by myself like

dom är är killers
Dom siktar o sen bang
Mina dubblar siffror
Skickar bilar på din

We do this shit jag snurrar cannabis
Snurrar runt i araban med Chris

ain't with the fuck around, baby, I don't fuck around
.50 Cal hit his brow, I let off a couple rounds
Look at me now like Chris Brown, sold-out shows,

wanted lazy pulses
I would've sucked off Chris Pine
You need to cut the fucking chicken
Miss Bonnie tried
Love it slowly like Gen Z when paired with

me Chris Brown by how ima do her
Failing a rap I think I need a tutor
Said I make her mad but I'm rooting her tooter
I get me some head but I ain't

Trae Young style fool
Giving free smoke to the opposition too
Blow you out the water try me if you want to
Kill em with the dance moves like Chris Brown

containment
Like I said this evil is resident
It all begins on a fucked up train
On a dark scary night in the wind and the rain
And Rebecca and Billy are slowly

some acid
Talk to our eyelids and shit

(Just kidding man, stick to the herb)
(He said Chris Brown but I don't know why)

So now we live and learn

Mama [Bonus Track]

Chris Brown

Exclusive [Bonus Tracks/DVD]

2007

the things that you used to do...
Momma I dedicate this one to you

Sing with the song of Chris Brown, Mama lyrics!


[Chorus]
It's straight from

you emotionally unavailable (Damn)
I've never been in this situation before
Got my friends warning me
Got me bumping Chris Brown's old jams 7 days

Or maybe even pucker up and Give a kiss
Cause I don't give a shit
I only give this dick
Beat the pussy up like I'm chris
Stick it in the pink never in

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Brown, how i'm bouta put it down
Always been it, i ain't talking the clown
I'm the king of this, all i need is a crown
Hold on, wait a minute, n***a let me

Hold On

Magoo

Groove Party, Vol. 1

2007

+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over

Hold On

Magoo

Under Construction, Pt. II [Clean]

2003

+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over

being broke is my rival
I want my money to tower, like Eiffel 
I want my diamonds to dance, just like Michael
A dynamic duo, like Chris Brown and Tyga
All

I'm on they ass just need eyes and ears to bring in the cash
Its different when you love it for real I hugged the block for real
By any means my kids

don't hide nothing from me
(Ain't got time for games, this ain't no hide seek)
Need your integrity when your away from me
(Don't get tricked by Satan like

Christmas time
And we're just so perfect, so right 
I know my love for you
Could light up the night

Merry chri'
Merry chri'
Merry christmas

We don't need
We

with that Chris Brown
"Don't give me shit!" Niggas
In the streets say
"Kill them all!" Bitch, you know we got guns
Like the Pentagon i'm just eating

of Rihanna was the topic of discussion
But before Chris Brown, there was Juanita Bynum’s husband
Now ex, a pastor if I’m not mistaken
You can hate on my

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Layin here
All out of ideas
Ain't picked up the phone
In so damn long
I got the lights off
And I aint sleep bout a week
You