Lyrics:
(Pretty brown, aight)
(Yeaugh!)
Is it a crime to want that old thing back?
Can it be wrong to miss the way you used to kiss me?
(Back!) Back
a fools game
You surrounded by demons
The levels aren't the same
High school niggas stay fiendin
Niggas you that grew up with
Become strangers like you
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
and want to die
For miss Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why
Ho, hey, you know I don't lie, who me? Not much now
It's been said she knocks 'em dead
When
Poop brown is the color of rhymin' that I do
I'm talkin' smooth and movin' groovy cause I'm thick like poo
Outta town is where you're sendin' UPS
Damn she so fine I'll be your kinder surprise
Divine feminine energy gracefully in her melanin,
Sweet brown empress you gave birth to every tone
couldn't even hear
We sellin' dope only by the kilo
30 On your head, call you a freethrow
Shooters here fully blower let it blow
Cody brown, yeah we stay
to new heights
By a brown man
Incandescent light
Was invented to give sight
By the white man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic
On sweet Georgia Brown woh
Two left feet and oh, so neat
Miss Georgia Brown, haa
They all sigh and want to die
For Miss Georgia Brown
I'll tell you
a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
To all the step dads in here
Triple six kids got you motherfuck scared
Could be worse,
pay?
You'll have questions with some top spin
And my answers may be lobs
But if you serve then I will volley
And we'll rally til it's folly
And I'll
gangster having an oh w having fun by the night ain't done
It's time for the hit and run
But you best believe I'm Brown and proud (Brown and proud)
It's
to
Hear me out, boo, I'll put you first
(I'll put you first), yeah, I'll put you first
Fuck them other niggas (them other niggas)
They ain't what you
it's gonna come for you)
Dead souls, nigga, this for Wally, Eazy sees Uncle Charlie
Little boo, God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I don't
miss when I'm gone
I know you'll hold me down
I know you'll hold me down
I know you'll hold me down
Tom Charles
Apcquest
Isaac
Neon room
Shoutout
branches of the Yabba Yabba
Therefore, it could not have survived
It's only common sense
Unfortunately for you, Mr. Charles Darwin didn't have any common
arround you
Yea i miss you
You're pretty brown hair
You're pretty brown eyes
You're pretty little smile
You're pretty little attitude
You're pretty brown
it's gonna come for you)
Dead souls, nigga, this for Wally, Eazy C's Uncle Charlie
Little boo, but God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I done
Looking by my baby
Looking by my baby
Ooh
How I miss you, you
How I miss you, oh oh oh
Miss the way you call out my name,
Miss you 'cause you
run
Where your bitch at
Like my brown skin from the west coast yeah
Got hustler in my blood so I can't stay down yeah
Can't commit then you a bum you
I'll move on, I'll move on
Pretty Brown Eyes!
[Trey Songz:]
So let's go, let me know
You know where you belong
What's the hold?
Baby you know with me is
I say if everybody went to heaven
Hey-ey-ey, I believe I'd miss the call
But you see if it wasn't for bad luck,
Trying to tell you son if it wasn't
Charles sings, sings about love
St. Charles, tell me tonight
Won't you tell me 'bout love?
You know I saw her in a dream
I was Shanghaied by her way
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
To all the step dads in here
Triple six kids got you motherfuck
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