Lyrics:
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
duck called Martin
Lovely little fellow
He's quite unusual, to be honest
He's very well behaved
He sits there all day with Mr Brown and watches
want to get fly
The struggle is not what I picture for life
I got it
This brown boy gon' give em' a fight
Learning
Owning
Setting the price
Drinking
[ PRODUCED BY ANG'GEON EMETREA ]
Ang'Geon Emetrea
INTRO:
Yeah, Ang'Geon "Double G", ugh
E Equals MC
Don't you know, US: TheFolks?
Let's go, ugh,
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry
Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by
And some might say we're wicked little
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry
Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by
And some might say we're wicked little
by your house
Though I know you're not home
But I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back
And your sunglasses on,
only a boy named Charlie,
A Boy Named Charlie Brown.
He's just the kid next door,
Perhaps a little more,
He's every kid in every town.
Well the world is
Hook
A little Remy y me vuelvo salsero
My first impression says tremendo caballero
Yo tengo la salsa y el fuego
This my West Side Story tu Rita
fronts, she doesn't have a clue
Dug the boys in blue, sometimes I paid them off
Had trouble in the South, so I catch a train up North
Page me by my pager,
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was two
Grew up two little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda
thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans, mami (check out me)
With fine brown
thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans, mami (check out me)
With fine brown
driving by your house
Don't know you're not home
But I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
driving by your house
Don't know you're not home
But I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my
sure was grand
He married a girl from down the street
Built her a house down by a creek
One girl, two boys, five mouths to feed
Paul brown petty
This is a song
About best friends
John Roy
Was a boy I knew
Since he was three
And I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me
The only
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was 2
Grew up 2 little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda ripened
have been laying all summer
I've seen a lot of ya'll sneak dissing
On a record but you
Bitches are classes in summer
Little boy That's no class
Hold back
a brown boy making moves so let em' copy
Because they can
I'm telling you, they can
The times we feel low, you just gotta take a stand
Stand proud as a Poly
back to Simi Valley
[Money B]
Goldilocks went to cop some little boy brown
Should've stuck with the snow cause the brown cut her down
[Humpty-Hump]
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