Lyrics:
Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
game, I play it the same
I dick down girls that only wanted the same
I got the same agent, me and 2 Chainz
Keep close to chest, tuck all your chains
I mix
skip town
What else can I say these methods been round
Caught you with the yay must think you Chris Brown
Caught you with Kanye you out in Tinseltown
your heart cold like Omarion
So act up and that mac will damn blaze ya
One shot your grill looking like
Fantasia's
Now that's fucked up Dewey Ave guns up
like I'm Chris Hansen
She wearing crop top, I'm ripping it
Key to that locked WAP, my dick in it
Fuck till our hearts stop, no thinking it
I make
When my heart aches I'm drownin', pain won't go away
And in my cups brown fills my brain, won't go away
These five yellow girls all on parade
the heart
This is your song
You're my lucky charm so you already know,
That Ima sing this one for you, so let me sing this one for you
From every tour,
(freeze)
Shorty said, "Chris, can I hold your stick"
I said, "Bitch, is you crazy or what?"
Lil' shorty, you gotta be insane (blood on the leaves)
If
being broke is my rival
I want my money to tower, like Eiffel
I want my diamonds to dance, just like Michael
A dynamic duo, like Chris Brown and Tyga
All
years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's
(Yup)
K Michelle got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I'm not gon' talk about that other thing (I'm not)
Chris Brown ain't dead, how
Pre Hook -
You So Adorable Baby , I’m thinking trip Florida Keys what we oughta do baby / You ain’t down wit the play we can audible baby , even tho
missing
Just like the roof is, riding in that Chris Brown
Two seater deuces, peeling like I skip town
Pocket full of brick money, neck full of black gold
she gave me
But then she took my heart, through it apart she changed me
Took a L from drugs and
Took a L from loving you
But then I realized that 2 Ls
I’m pissed now
Now a nigga walking round the house playing loyal by Chris brown
But that’s how I really feel now
Damn
Later you pull up then we cool out
this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,
We had the first family, see and Mr. Chris Brown
My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down
My DJ burns vocals, Ski-Daddy and Big Midge
J.B.
beg and drink out your shoes and get they nose brown
Just the kinda man you wanted, ain't it, honey?
A big buff dumb-ass fool with hella money
Down
Why you keep shutting me out
When I got the key to your heart?
Don't think I'll be like your ex cause
He wasn't playing his part
Don't be ashamed
would take you back
Lol you're such an ugly snack
Forget all this chris brown stuff
Move forward I'll give her smack
She got done by one my boys
Yo
grabbin' rats off the ground
You can hear the bell toll
Twelve times in the town now it's midnight
Streets where them lost souls hitchhike
Hearts pump ice
look who I found
Now what the fuck is this clown about?
Come and hit me like Chris Brown you stout (all of that story)
Man I should not be first to throw
maybe I'm crazy (maybe i'm crazy yeah)
Chris Brown:
na baby, dont make me beg for it
i can see you backin it up on me givin it up for free let me hold it
what's your name
Said "I go by the name of Lois Lane"
And you could be my boyfriend you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman
I said
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