Lyrics:
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
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
y'all all gon
Say my raps is hot
And clearly I showed y'all how to
Take away half the dots Your
Man Mickey keep running his mouth like
I won't grab
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
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
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
boy think he tuff he got a stick now
Chopper make him dance like that boy chris brown
2 sticks boutta hit me a lick now
Plug on the phone i need my shit
What have you seen? What have you been through?
Yo, likkleman you wanna stunt on who?
I know Chris Brown, Chris Brown don't know you
About gully-side,
you know the mike Burn
That beat got me too turnt, Bitch I feel like big worm
You lil n**** sniff rocks
You lil n**** chris tuck
Tommy that beat crazy
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,
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
on the fuckin' line, so I gotta do what I fuckin' must
I'm talking to Chris, we makin' a hit
I'm talking to Chris, we makin' a hit
And you know this shit won't
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
won't be on my team
She could cheerlead
Shit, like "Go, Wayne, go!"
Ice on a white tee, I make a snow angel
Y'all niggas squares, but ain't got no angle
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
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
clear and cloud
Brown baby brown baby
As years roll by i want you to walk
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
without a thank you
To my ladies and my fellas
Aw, they kept it real with Chris Brown
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, baby (thank you), you know who
without a thank you
To my ladies and my fellas
Aw, they kept it real with Chris Brown
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, baby (thank you), you know who
and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,
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