Lyrics:
love y'all, man, look
This what I'ma say about Def Jam, look, man
We had some ups and downs, you know what I'm saying?
My first album, I was getting
about her to this very day
Hitting up my sisters phone like
Hey big sis is you straight
Hiphop took us from the slums to a jet plane
Took us from acting
Shawty gotta good head on her shoulders
Dear brown girl Dear brown girl
(Dear brown girl Dear brown girl)
(She catch all eyes, she catch all eyes)
the cheese in a clip
If she act up I might have to Chris Brown her and beat on the bitch
I'm a rapping redneck that's Grizzley In my lip
If you don't like
and Lynn Gallant, Chris Gallant
My sister Leah and Craig Hopewell
Mike's wife Sarah and all of my nephews and nieces and cousins
And of course, my wife
of bad about that
And I know you did too
So whatever you say, it's all fine by me
Who the fuck anyway wants a Christmas tree
Cause the snow keeps
Tell my team yea you know who you're about
That's me zay mikey brown and chris P so please believe
N*** out here don't show no love
Made it from
been the same
Cut from the same cloth, nigga, you flaw
You know I step on niggas like Chris Brown, I don't stop the yard
I'm on some shit, cause y'all
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber
So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
(Charlie Brown - "All good things must end")
believe it!
(Charlie Brown - Ive memorized that phrase by heart)
and you were born for this part
(Charlie
Your back against the world
I never trade you for anybody else, say
Brown skin girl, ya skin just like pearls
The best thing inna di (about the) world
but I'ma be here if you fall
I know how to flip a bell, not with one phone call
I ain't got nothin' to lie about, or have to you at all
I just wanna
Down, Down (Get Down)
Get Down (Ooouou)
We can get down
[Bridge - Chris Brown]
The way I see it girl, You a perfect ten
Thats why Im all on you baby
You
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
We had the first family, see and Mr. Chris Brown
My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down
My DJ burns vocals, Ski-Daddy and Big Midge
J.B.
flying out the window like Chris Brown on Takers yeah
We really bout it
We really bout it
We really bout it
Smoke a set with that sour
We really bout
Tall just my height
Tall brown skin
African decent
So decent
World wide princess
Get down to business
Ain't by the bulls***
Y'all know
Stand up
bump this on Avalon or the Ten Tray
Let's tighten up the bond cuz we share the same fate
Blue, red, and Brown and to all those in between
I'm all about
Higher and higher finally we reach heaven
Come back to earth and then we do it all again
Yeah
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell
Hann
Hann
Mmmmmmmm
Hann
Mmmm
Each day and everyday I learn
I learn about life About the people
I learn about Chris about the devil
We all alike
Find the pieces
and when you're down, Mrs Brown, remember you're our God
I can't imagine, your house, your face
all the human race in the middle
drive alone
You think you'll be fine you disappear into the night you're gone
'Cause no one could protect you
I'm waiting by your crib for you to pull
the dick im houdini
Ice on my neck dance chris breezy
Niggas mad but they just wanna be me
Ooh
Blinded by the truth you cant see me
Shorty trick for the dick
What you gonna do in the presence of a hustla
All about respect, cashing checks On the come up
Got a couple gunnas, you don't wanna play with
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