Lyrics:
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
on TV
Chris was usin' some big words
It looked like his ass was scared
When Chris Brown goes to jail
I think that he will get killed
When big dudes come
Lil Dicky, ooh
I woke up Chris Breezy
Oh my god I'm the man (oh shit)
I’m so fly and I can dance (whoa, whoa shit)
There’s tattoos on my neck (oh,
As I ban to shape or form come back to swarm just like the Hornet Brown
But fat to populate Laie town from then to now
Poor just like a chocolate cow
another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma punt
Though you never know by looking at him that's the cunt
your man Tay try to play
He gon get hit with a clip about this tall
And y'all gon see Roc get thrown
In the alley like Chris Paul
So you better have
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
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
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
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 Atlas, David Amaya
I could fucking go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fucking love y'all
Let's get
stacks at her, throwin' racks at her
And don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up
Back it up
Girl back it
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
hips while he kissing it
Pretty brown, brown driving me wild
He like to watch me bite my lips just a little bit
Pretty brown, brown driving me wild
He
whoop your
Ass with this crowbar, i'm like "Oh Boy
Catch your girl off that rebound"
(Rebound) fix her hair up
Get her a re do (Re do)
Just my car out
Backed up greenhouse Effect 2
Shout out to Justin Bieber
Chris Brown, what up?
Bass loud, hands up
I don't really give a fuck
They say I ain't old
to score
Turn up like I’m ina four
I ain’t have shit so I want more
Bitch
I ain’t Chris brown but ima run it
S-O da business man I’m cunning
Step ona scene
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
(hahaha)
President Joe Byron is a joke
He look old and sick like he bout to die from a stroke (die, nigga)
Governor Cuomo and his brother Chris is
back 'n' forth, that's my only destination
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old
looking for two threes like Jordan
I'm a free man, Morgan
Brozki's a hazard, thorgan
I told the cats, don't text, call in
I need a brown thing like Chris
auto tune
That’s the truth, you can’t hide Brown fuck you
You know my name, I know you scared of me bro
Chris, I’m challenging you for a battle with me
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
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