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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
wanna go
There all honking at my car but I have froze
Demons heard what i've been saying there tryna expose
But I've told them everything so everyone
listen to what 4 said and get a tattooed title
Won't put ink on my skin cause we arch rivals
If I was born during 80's I would of bought me a typewriter
He
represented to me that you are appalled
by my exalted rank. I desire to convey to you officially my
assurance, that if your hesitation is attributable to that
Everybody hates Chris, c'mon all together
Everybody hates Chris, c'mon all together
Everybody hates Chris, say it together
Yall ain't never seen
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
a different profession look at me
I’m always progressing
Feel like progressive since I flow
Got off my ass because I’m wanted more
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
and dad but can't hear you
Coz you just whisper
Hold you hostage
Make you dance
Till you feel like Chris Brown
You know I'm a freak
Step by step I take I
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
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
a little somethin' extra
We like to do a little thing we call the brown nose
And we'd like all you fine ladies and gentlemen here tonight
To help us out in
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
make it to the top, why
Cuz I don't give a fuck
Ballin' on a budget like I'm Chris Brown
I've gotten this far, can't let myself down
Y'all be fallin'
Chris Brown:
I'm a beast I'm a Blank monster Hollywood livin good need to conquer, love the money love the fame but you know I need it all, Extend
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
Chris Brown moves
I'm just doin my thangs 아직까지 기억해
듣곤 했던 rap songs now they call it boom bap
Wu-tang, gang starr, biggie and pac
새로 태어났지 I was like
moves like Chris Brown
Girls dropping down their eagle twerking all around
Big smiles everyday since we up now
Took a long time coming but we here now
Yo
Like Chris brown
Aye aye
If it's smoke then
Them soldiers they inbound
Ayeee ayeee
All my niggas yk that we dropping Shit
He not hard boy that
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
All I hear is bullshit
I just hear a lot of blah blah
You hate it here today
But you'll love me by tomorrow
Thought we was for real baby can I get my
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