Lyrics:
fucking minds
And If gassed up assumptions
Makes you Chris brown run it
I gillotein heads for fun
And then display em like pumpkins
Halloween time
I’m
Chorus
girl let me get my chris brown on let me beat it beat it
let me get my bobby brown on let me beat it
let me get my james brown on
let me
one, I don't want no drama
Me and you, we could get Chris Brown and Rihanna
Oh, yeah
Oh
Can't keep it messy, no I can't
I could give it to you, baby
Yes,
to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris
hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup
I got all this love inside of me
And all I wanna do is give it
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Keep runnin
Keep runnin
Y'all know who it is
Aye Pxncho
The U.S of A
So full of color but they
wrong mix
How brown suga use fi sweeten Horlicks
Big Sunday yuh man a nyam cheese chix
Monday yuh pull a craft like politics
Run call man bout dinner
the 4th call he picked up
Who this it's Lil Chris what's good nigga welcome home save my number nigga this my phone
Link up brodie what you on I'm in
I remember camping in Green Valley Campground
And Chris Joyce played me Run DMC's "Tricky"
It was the first rap song I ever heard
And I fell in
the side pocket
Martin Luther King I sold plugs
But got told on by Chris Sawyer
Funny thing bout it I just saw em
Bought it up and he quit talkin
Had
Chris brown
Aye aye
If it's smoke then
Them soldiers they inbound
Aye ayeeee
Yea Fuck nigga yk how I'm coming
Fresh asf bitch yk ain't bumming
If
Kiss Kiss
Gimme That
Oh its time to Run it now
That was around the same time as Stomp the Yard
At that time I didn't even have a yard
Apartment hoping
started, these haters wishing we end
Brown nose on these hoes, niggas fishing again
Notice she swallow with those, drop like it on her chin
Niggas left me
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
the shower
Stabbing dat pussy
I kill it devoured
Blues getting fat
Like Albert
Got hoes they dance
Like Chris brown
They do powder
Bitch you horny
And you know
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
plan on comin' with me baby run it (Yeah)
Run it up like Chris Brown
Out at Benny with the wrist now
Show me how you move
Then I roll her on top baby
the brown one
Y'all done forgot the brown one
The new white Mike rockin' a nightgown
It's ancient
They covered his passed with his kid blanket
Y'all sleep
are just so endless
Claim that I got an ego but I just made my G's breakfast
So if you gone gun it like 50 Cent crew
Lemme see if you gone run it like
[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
are
But they're happy that they have made it this far
To the driveway with a bunch of cop cars
From raccoon City hell yeah it is the Stars
Chris
wrist now
Wow
How the fuck did we get round
Get pounds tryna stack it like im chris brown
Ey
Now I thinking like a king now
Where's my crown I just wanna
hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup
I got all this love inside of me
And all I wanna do is give it
kitted and
When the squad up on the mountain know we gettin pitted
Boofin in the spot so we gettin Lifted man and you
Knowin we gon get it by the way
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