Lyrics:
and the brown
Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music
Plus I got the scars to prove it
And man.. you don't understand what I understand
I'm
you down like I'm Chris brown
Show you moves you ain't see before
Where I learn this girl this is from a porno
I swear I had it like a minute ago
She
free
What I'm cooking is clean, did it all for the team
Every nightmare was dusty, I did it all for the dream
Till the cows come home, I'ma rap this way
Chris Brown
My bitch brown just like a rello
Your bitch, she tellin' me hello
Yeah, I'm in L.A. with a seven, I'm feelin' like Melo
Lil' shawty, she
(Verse 3)
I never thought I'd ever feel this way again
When my last love, came to an end
I felt like I was doomed
My love was gone to soon
But then you
[Brett's voice narrating]
Dear Jermaine, by the time you read this,
I will be far, far away, at Coco's house,
and I will no longer be residing--
on her mind
She's got
Big thoughts
Big dreams
And a big brown Mercedes sedan
What I think this girl
She really wants is to be in love with a man
She just want the money she don't wanna fall in love
I just keep my dreams i ain't ever givin up
Ima be alone all this love is gettin rough
If i
gotta do is lay a groove to set the mood
Now girl I wrote this song
Inspired by the love we making all night long
Cause girl I wrote this song
Made
Chris Brown b ass
A medallion the size of a Nintendo DS
Short italian chain on a …
Every verse styling stop the beat, bx
I break the China with the chop
playing, bae, you know I'm here to stay
This is real love, I ain't here to play
I need real drugs, not the fake Percs, but the real ones
I remember I was
that grind, if there ain’t food we forage
Make that pound
Chris brown on a bitch, u gotta take that down
Nuttum given on da pitch, u gotta take mound
entity on my lifeline
This little light of mine I might shine
Is enough to leave anybody eyesight blind
Men in black, A black man from the sideline who
baby (second verse, come on)
I love the way you teasin' me
Gonna have to start pleasing me
While we're on this floor (stop teasin' me baby, I want
baby (second verse, come on)
I love the way you teasin' me
Gonna have to start pleasing me
While we're on this floor (stop teasin' me baby, I want
silver spoon America
Simmer down now compare it to when I tear it up
You prima donna Rhianna's ain't fond of my music
Cause it's not Chris Brown abusive
ain't got too much to say now
Your body is my playground
I'm Chris Brown when I take you down!
Who can do ya body like me? (Nobody!)
Show you that I don't
mason
She wanna know who sAINT and KAYZ is
I love melanin i guess I got chocolate cravens
It was late night writing
While you were out there raving
she
what I say I know
I'm tryna tell the whole planet the story
Cause this is the life I chose
Step by faith fasho
People they watch what I'm doin
Thirteen
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
this shit while you contemplate
Who am I living for, is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are given, questions existing
Who am I living
this shit while you contemplate
Who am I living for, is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are given, questions existing
Who am I living
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
To My nigga who brought me in this world
Taught us right nigga
My old dad imported to the family structure
Provide her God
My moms a queen
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