Lyrics:
Brown eyes, you're beautiful and you're all mine
I want you like you want me - all the time
Don't say that you don't want me, don't make me run
to fall in love
(I don't wanna fall in love)
I yi yi yi
Just came by to say
Now it's time to say bye
No I can't come inside
Cuz the sight of dem thighs
no beat
She suck dick I don't beat my meat
I'ma beat the pussy Chris brown lil Reese
Work work work Rihanna my street
Let a nigga run up he gon eat my
fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on this section of time marked
fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on this section of time marked
it's a family affair
Candy paint, sweetsa dank, it's a family affair
[Bun B]
Go down to Texas, represented by long lines and G's
Where niggas'll
like Chris Brown
Mothafucka cause I run it
Yeah, and you thought you had this your way
But when you think about it homie
It was really your way
And now
Oooo
Sit that bitch down
Fix my crown
Stacking green
Sippin brown
Smoking loud
Ya ya ya
Uh huh Uh huh
Wha’ dem’ know bout
Killa’ sound
Spin it round
No Chris no drake no guidance
Especially when it come to this violence
They no math but don't no science
Get caught by the cops you crying
Then ya go
like Chris Brown
Hey
Music is a time machine
If you know, you know
Hey
Margaritas
Mamacitas
Hey
I been in the Dark Aether and I beat it
Hey
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
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
Loose my damn mind
Damn I'm scared, nig is anyone out there
Now listen deep and closely
As my voice hypnotizes
It Chris Fucking Travis here to
Take over
was a virgin
My nigga, she made me a slut, oh yeah (freeze)
She tryna fuck on that lil' nigga Chris
I said ,"Baby, just pay me a buck," oh yeah
is run by aliens!
If you don't believe me just ask your tele-vheezy!
Watch them how they pump and squeezy!
Because it's so greasy when eating peoples'
dig these bars
From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems
Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means
Forever, rockin that, purple
by
You played the safe side
You said will somebody take me
Down town
Another James Brown
You made the same sound
You said will somebody write
Torture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore
That make songs about the wet
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yesterday I fell in love
Today feels like my funeral
I just got hit by a bus
Shouldn've been so beautiful
Don't know why I
Ain't no Batman and robbin
It's matt n Chris
That's my brother and I love em
He won't neva switch
Had some niggas actin funny
They was wrong for this
But
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
pounds
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
Lookin' at this boy I'ma call him McDreamy
I was wonderin' if he got good Dick Cheney
Got a Lamborghini so the doors go high
In a button down Chris Brown
it up
I got this white shawty, You gonna help me cut it up
I'm in your pussy and this bag and we gonna go run it up
Baby you can lean on me like
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