Lyrics:
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I have brown hair and green eyes
I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food
I have two brothers, Chris and Graham
and two parents, Paul
lightening bugs on my windshield
That back road, no cops found and I'm sipping on that hot brown
I wreck shit, my motto, got rednecks by the truckload
That
best)
So beautiful, don't you agree? (Such a beautiful thing)
Oh, Jazzy Phizzle
Chris Brown, let's go
They say beauty is in the eye
Performed by adam sandler and jon
Contributed by chris durkin
Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Diner.
that text
Take off your shoes, baby no Cinderella
Chris Brown, need you under my umbrella
Always out with the mob, I'm a Goodfella
Let's get high as can
out the freezer
They don´t like a nigga
I feel like Chris Brown
When i´m sending them dueces
No pain no gain
That ain´t new shit
Got extra work
I just
bag
Feds wanna know how much in the brown bag
Nigga swinging that stick for the brown bag
Your bitch even saw my number
On the brown bag all I ever
that man now I'm the man
Move to Afghanistan, now I got bands
I'm speakin' the lingo you can't comprehend
It's a Panarama in the driveway
Feds watching,
to the rhythm of a hi-hat
She got a beautiful mind, you can't buy that (uh-uh)
And the sight of her behind when she walk on by
Make a nigga wanna try that
might just be the feds
Thinking back I got set up by my ex
So why the fuck would I trust you
If you ain’t beneficial to them they gone say fuck you
Bizzy
Yeah, uhhh
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
You see, it's bad enough that God's people are divided by man because of race
They're trying
of cash I had to push that hard
Like Chris Paul when he push that ball, you dig?
I ain't even used to look that far, you dig?
I learned to hustle when I
guilty. Now I am condemned to die.
Young men a warning by me take and lead not such a life as I.
So it's fare thee well to Waterford and the girls that I
at you now.
Oh!
Look at you now.
Oh!
You just a clown.
I will turn your ass to ashes.
Somebody tell Chris Brown
Get down!
Durty South's in town
With
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too"
The Imitators were
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too
Hey Mr. Clean
You're dirty now too"
The Imitators were
to the rhymes I kick
I'm about to flip, cause I'm fed up with that bullshit
I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) I'm fed up
Whether it's the hot, warm,
Chris Brown moves
I'm just doin my thangs 아직까지 기억해
듣곤 했던 rap songs now they call it boom bap
Wu-tang, gang starr, biggie and pac
새로 태어났지 I was like
the morning
Either you down with the force or humming
These niggas 2/0 moe that's when you dub em'
Chris Brown, tell em' run it
Trey pound, figure fuck it
Fuck
you're beating people up for a photoshoot
What is this Chris Brown's greatest hits
Bitch you're done
So I suppose you started this just to start another
Dungeon Family, all day long baby
We finna break it off with some fresh new shit (ya, ya, ya)
This rap game lovely
Konkrete play a part 'cause the Feds
funny
Ain’t it funny (a-ha a-ha)
Ain’t it funny
Ain’t it funny
Don’t you really think it’s funny
You lookin’ like Chris Brown
Like ‘Look at Me Now’
You
Why the feds tryna nick all the youts
Ayy likkle girl, you look kinda cute
Yeah I'm built hard but my name's not groot
I'll fuck you up and pull you by
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
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