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Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never goin' back Got my head to the sky
baby! I love women so much, I have one, Luda! Chris breezy, this too easy, Sg what up!
[Trina] Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop at Malone for Louie Vinton The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella And can't none
them how to run up bag on snapchat At the age of ten, Chris wanted to front, the whole sack Don't believe me, ask Felicia, boy, this shit, no cap First
a pot Niggas be laughing No funny Chris Rock Flow too cold and block too hot Sneakers too fake and They came with the shots This bitch got a beam You see
Yea Crazy Chris Young Cortez Switched Up They say I switched up Cuz I'm not the same anymore Well that's for sure Cuz I'm living for the Lord They
as Minnesota, Jewlery box a Great Lake[00:41.49]Mayday, Chris Paul, throw it up, I'm Blake[00:43.10]To walk in my red bottoms, do you know what it
a six pack baby, I'm a captain of the crunch (Workout) Just got to the bars, I'm already drunk (I'm drunk!) I gotta get home, mars here I come My fate
Ks Iss time to slide on em Took big fella out the game you know I’m Dying on em Lately baby, Murda Murda on my mind only! Do a jumpin jack up
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect? Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way) Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Aliyah, but baby I can rock the boat To the coast, just sit on my lap And then she knew that this was a trap I'm gonna pull you over Pull you under
to rock, YOU! We're the kings of swing And we're chosen to rule The deans of clean inside the cool school We're the chiefs of relief Contained by wild
don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast, But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast Rock it up, Baby Bubba! Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
the smack, Chris Rock with the crack Then forgot of his dream, Guy Fisher was back All you wannabe thugs, rock your corpse in the club Niggas wanted
bitch we comin real fast What we got here, we gon' make this shit last Rockin with nineteen till the fuckin end Young boy, but I have to be a man Chris do
Influenced by a TRU nigga ain't no fear in death Breather life nigga I spit it until my last breath V I S I O N morherfucking plug This the Finest Music thug
Yeah Yeah Young, young, young Gunna, yeah (Run that back Turbo) Baby Sold out dates, cash every day I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
of you Baby Can you keep up with my tempo? We rock We roll We ride to the tempo We rock We roll We ride to the tempo Peep By myself I'm the band I
hit the top Speakers on repeat the city on lock Just a little motivation let it rock Who knew Who knew Who knew Who knew When you hit rock bottom aint
thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [VERSE 3] [Neef + Young Chris rappin'] We the youngest in charge So
DJ Khaled DJ Terror Squad And he goes by the name of You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby And if your woman lookin', I'll let
baby! I love women so much, I have one, Luda! Chris breezy, this too easy, Sg what up!
a hundred and one years old I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast Rock it out, a-Baby Bubba Baby Bubba
Yeah, Chris Lowe (Okay, it's Fort Knox; Chuck Chillout - let's go) [Verse One: Chris Lowe] I'm in line to see the club rock Fly shorties all
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