Lyrics:
and browns
The color of hope
Is rainbows and purple
And the color peace
Is people together
Shades of life
People together
Shades of life
I am
I
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
I am universal, even sell in Brazil
I am beyond local, me now global
I am comin' up with shit to win by Nobel
I am surpisin' y'all 'til ya say it's
eyes I think about her brown eyes
And even when I had day dream am picturing her with me
Am telling a such a shame 'cause I didn't even catch her name
Too much goes over board.
What the fuck am I doing?
Oh lord pressure stored exploded, unloaded
What the fuck am I doing?
I had to, is really to, bad
Chris Brown
Wrapped his hands around Rihanna's
Neck, and choked her
Left her passed out on the ground
Yo Chris, I'm pissed!
I'll put you on my hit list
do you do?
I am a sinner
Born into sin and shaped in iniquity
Now I believe not who I was but still not what I shall be
You found me and gave me your
women written by men, hey!
GORGISSIMA:
Did I hear ladies talking about shopping?
PRICE, CHRIS, VICTORIA, PLACID:
Hey!
GORGISSIMA:
Oh, you did. You
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
'm on that binny Bin Laden
And niggas is acting like they don't know what the fuck just happened
My vision getting blurry I'm about to fall asleep
Or am I
'm on that binny Bin Laden
And niggas is acting like they don't know what the fuck just happened
My vision getting blurry I'm about to fall asleep
Or am I
groomed and confident
I am healthy well groomed and confident
My inner peace and harmony are matched by my outer well-being
My inner peace and harmony are
Long
I don't know what would make him risk it all
Kanye caught Kim K fuckin' Chris Paul (what?)
He deserve it if that shit is true, can't even front
Help me who must i pay
Tell me what i must do
Chris
Let me out, i got to go back for my bride
Kim
Listen someone!
My husband is waithing inside!
Chris
am
I push you away, still you won't let go
You grow your roses on my barren soul
Who am I, who am I, who am I
To be loved by you?
Who am I, who
Why am I a Rastaman?
I love my brothers and I sisters
And I can not give up a tall man
Brother Brown, brother Chris
Brother Tom, brothers stand,
all that I am (what)
I am what I am, I'm still a hooligan (hooligan)
I'm waking up at like eleven in the morning
Playing by the rules, yo, it's
In the penthouse with my boy Snow
Picked up by my bootstraps
Now I'm rich and I'm selling like bricks at my shows yo
Hash-Browns irrelevant getting
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
pounds
I have brown hair and green eyes
I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food
I have two brothers, Chris and Graham
and two parents, Paul
like Chris Brown
Hey
Music is a time machine
If you know, you know
Hey
Margaritas
Mamacitas
Hey
I been in the Dark Aether and I beat it
Hey
up wit' ones (Like father, like son bitch!)
All brown paper bag (what they gon' do)
Fill it up wit' ones (Angel on the beat)
Fill it, fill it up
mother fucker)
Wait wait wait
(Breezy)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Girl I wanna make ya sing like opera
Gotta cold headed dose I'm your doctor
Pink house like
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
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