Lyrics:
A small town country girl, ruler of her own world
A soul like you've never seen, a smile fit for a Queen
Time just seems to go by, and stand still
Oooooh you must defend yourself (Yeah!)
If you don't, then no one else (Nobody!)
Your homies got to ride (Let's go!)
You're fighting for your life
I gotta thing for this nigga
We don't touch he be fucking my mind Up
He don't care if we eating at Ruth Chris he don't Mind if I'm pushing a Honda Oh
worth, I give for shows that's on the back end
Watch where you're droppin' off the package
Just cause they could track it
When you got money problems like
it down,
And all of that s*** y’all talking, but look at me now,
Moves like James Brown,
Women like Chris Brown, I said look at me now,
But honestly
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
they've lost
nine today.
CUSTOMER: Well, when is your next round?
MORTICIAN: Thursday.
DEAD PERSON: I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER: You're not
I still remember that day you broke my heart
We was locked in for life then we fell apart
Had the best of times now I don't who you are
What we had
net
Got me for the rope-a-dope
Damsel in distress, yeah right
More the devil in a dress, no Prada
You love nada, your heart is cold
The only time you're
cover her feet 'cause I cum in her socks
She ask for my name, I said "Bitch, I'm the rock"
I go Chris Brown on a bitch, uh
Sean Penn on a bitch, uh
Mark
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
your stomach
Then i go 6 rounds with your woman
She think i'm Chris Brown tell her run it
You know what it is
No remote i'm controlling your chick
I have
Took karate, mommy told me, "Tyler toughen up"
Rihanna haircut, somebody tell Chris Brown to fuck me up
Had to teach the bitch manners, now I gotta
screechin while the eyes tweekin
Black lines - Mark a lot
Got the mushrooms from the cow feces
Flower speaking no out season
Put the brown penis by the mouth
you
Run the beat
Youre melanated and youre just like me
Blood running through youre veins just like me
Got hate in your heart that you cant hide no
Do
just can't deny
that I'm living a broken life.
Written by Chris Hutton,
Vocals and keyboards/synths performed by Chris Hutton, guitars performed by
by now, I wrote this song for you
Brown eyes, you're beautiful and you're all mine
I know you want me like I want you - all the time
And if
(intro)
Sexy, brown, brother, sexy, brown, brother
(verse 1)
Said I'm lookin' for brains, good looks and skills
Step on up if you think you fit
Go to sleep, hoe (Go to sleep)
Go to sleep, hoe (Go to sleep)
If you're tired be quiet and go to sleep, hoe
(Go to sleep) go to sleep, hoe
(Go
that you smile I'll think about it for a while
Way your body move, make my heart feel like it ran a mile
There's emotions, getting closer, to overdosing,
Baby what hurts the most is when you become so cold
You're starting to hurt my heart, you left me here in the dark
Now I've got to make a change, I
I’m pissed now
Now a nigga walking round the house playing loyal by Chris brown
But that’s how I really feel now
Damn
Later you pull up then we cool out
You could get a couple rounds
People talking but in my face, they don’t make a sound
It don’t matter, I’m loyal, I feel like Chris Brown
I’m just
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