Lyrics:
of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of new orleans let's go)
Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna
and now she feel a way when I tell her ass look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now like I’m Chris brown
Look at me now like you been around
Bitch look
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but ima run it
S-O da business man I’m cunning
Step ona scene you know I’m stunting
If I see a goal ima punt it
Yeah I love
brown is the smartest guy by far
A brand new girlfriend and a brand new car
The girls all thought that he was heaven-sent
'one day this boy will be
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
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
Chris Brown)
And thick as can be (yeah, yeah)
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio
This is your boy DJ Pain (oh yeah, yeah)
I gotta get outta here,
Chris Brown)
And thick as can be (yeah, yeah)
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio
This is your boy DJ Pain (oh yeah, yeah)
I gotta get outta here,
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens
And me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Don't wanna be interrogated tonight
So I'm going home, there ain't no freaking baby
Oh, when you go
Picture Perfect
Hurricane Chris
Bow Weezy
Chris Brown
Remix
Go
You might've seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can't nobody get
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.
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
I be loved by ladies, I'm the brown Chris Brown
Matter fact, call me The Brown Breezy who's
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
...
[Secretary]Oh..okay
[Tim Chandler]Ohhh. Let me start by thanking you for a second.
[mc chris]Okay...
[Tim Chandler]The album...I got the preorders in, they look great.
you excited? (crowd: cheering)
Are you ready?
Okay then, here we go!
When you want that job, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna
Baby let me take you down, No Chris Brown or Ray J
Babe all I'm asking is for a chance to make your mind go crazy
Babe let's make a toast for you and me,
bit of loving that's sweet and not bitter
Some brown
Some brown sugar
Shoot me with some lovin go head pull the trigger
I need some brown
Some brown
the deuces like deuces
I'm on to something new like Chris Brown (new like Chris Brown)
I can smile, I'm just choosin' to frown
Come 'round tryna clown,
girls on my jock and gettin' them (oh)
She was the one to slow me down, hold me down
I roll wit' her now, go wit' it now
I'ma grow wit' it now, I
respect bitch you dub I stand on a hunnit you ain’t Chris brown you ain’t never gon run it if I want it right now imma get it stop fronting if the dick too
my name, can't lie, I'm the dude in my town (Just sittin' here foolin' around)
Gave her the dick one time, now she keep on beggin' me, "Chris, let's go
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